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AISTD  THEIR  AUTHORS. 


AN  ANNOTATED  EDITION 


OF  THE 


HYMN  BOOK 


OF   THE 


METHODIST  EPISCOPAL  CHURCH.  SOUTH, 


BY 

REV.  WILBUR  F.  TILLETT,  D.D., 

Professor  of  Systematic  Theology  in  Vanderbilt  University. 


Nashville,  Tenn.  : 
Publishing  House  of  the  M.  E.  Church,  South. 
Barbee  &  Smith,  Agents. 
"I  1892. 


Dedicated  to  my  patl^er, 
BLEV.    tJOHN    TIlALEO^a^, 

Of  the  North  Carolina  Conference^ 

WHO,  HAVING  PREACHED  THE   GOSPEL  FOR  FIFTY  YEARS,  IS  NOW, 

"IN  AGE  AND  FEEBLENESS  EXTREME,"  SUFFERING  THE  WILL 

OP  GOD  AND  AWAITING  THE  MASTER'S  SUMMONS. 


Copjrrlghtcd  If^SO, 

By  J.  D.  IJarbee,  Agent, 

Nashville,  Tenn. 


INTRODUCTION. 


The  design  of  the  author  in  preparing  this  annotated  edition  of  the  Hymn 
Book  has  been  to  furnish  the  Church  with  all  desirable  and  helpful  informa- 
tion concerning  Our  Hymns  and  Their  Authors.  To  those  who  have  an  intelli- 
gent appreciation  of  the  songs  of  Zion  and  who  desire  to  sing  "  with  the  spirit  and 
with  the  understanding  also  "  such  a  volume  will  be  recognized  as  meeting  a  long- 
felt  want  in  the  literature  of  the  Church.  All  available  sources  of  information 
have  been  sought  and  all  accessible  volumes  in  the  literature  of  hymnology  have 
been  carefully  examined  in  the  preparation  of  the  historical  notes  and  biograph- 
ical sketches  contained  in  this  volume. 

Under  each  hymn  Avill  be  found  a  note  containing  the  following  facts  so  far 
as  they  could  be  obtained : — (1)  The  original  title  given  by  the  author  to  the 
hymn ;  (2)  The  name  and  date  of  the  book,  magazine,  or  periodical  in  which  it 
was  first  published ;  (3)  Any  experience  of  the  author,  or  other  circumstance, 
which  led  to  the  writing  of  the  hymn ;  (4)  The  passage  of  Scripture,  if  any, 
upon  which  it  is  based  ;  (5)  The  changes  made  in  the  original  text  of  the  hymn  ; 
(6)  All  omitted  stanzas,  unless  too  numerous ;  (7)  Any  incident  or  illustration, 
or  any  use  of  the  hymn  in  Christian  experience,  such  as  may  add  interest  to 
the  singing  of  it  or  give  value  to  the  use  of  it  in  social  and  revival  meetings. 
AYhile  these  notes  are  made  as  brief  as  possible,  no  known  fact  of  value  or  in- 
terest concerning  any  hymn  has  been  omitted.  Hymfi  "myths"  as  a  rule  have 
been  excluded,  or  if  named,  it  is  only  that  they  might  be  duly  discredited. 

The  Biographical  Index  of  Authors  which  follows  the  hymns  will  be  found 
to  contain  in  alphabetical  order  brief  historical  sketches  of  all  the  hymn-writ- 
ers whose  productions  find  a  place  in  the  Hymn  Book.  This  Index  is  easy  of 
reference,  and  contains  a  simple  statement  of  the  leading  facts  in  each  author  s 
life  such  asAvill  give  interest  to  the  readinc;  and  sino;infr  of  his  hvmns.  And  as 
it  adds  interest  often  to  a  hymn  to  know  Avhat  other  familiar  hymns  Avere  com- 
posed by  the  same  author,  we  have  given  under  each  author's  name  the  first 
line  and  the  number  cf  each  hymn  by  him  fciund  in  the  Hymn  Book.  This  will 
be  found  especially  serviceable  where  it  is  desired  to  make  a  s]u^cial  studv  of 
the  various  hymuAvriters  and  their  hymns — and  without  such  a  study  there  can 


INTRODUCTION. 


1)0  no  real  appreciation  of  our  singers  and  their  songs.  Concerning  the  authors 
of  some  of  the  more  modern  liymns  found  in  tlie  Supjylement  we  have  been  able 
to  secure  only  the  most  meager  information^  and  in  some  instances  none  at  all. 

Few  who  use  a  Hymn  Book  appreciate  its  true  value.  The  hymns  found  in 
the  modern  hymnals  of  the  Christian  Church  are  culled  from  the  sacred  poetry 
of  all  ages;  and  so  rich  and  abundant  is  the  material  that  only  the  best  l^'rics 
of  the  best  poets  can  find  a  permanent  place  in  them.  Few  volumes  are  equal 
to  a  modern  hymnal  as  a  book  of  devotion  for  the  closet  and  for  hours  of  relig- 
ious meditation.  There  is  no  phase  of  Christian  experience  that  does  not  find 
most  faithful  and  helpful  expression  therein.  Nearly  every  real  hymn  has  been 
born  in  the  heart  of  some  child  of  God,  wrung  out,  it  may  be,  by  experiences 
that  broke  up  the  ver}-  fountains  of  the  soul ;  and  these  are  the  hymns  that 
find  a  home  in  the  hearts  of  others.  The  "  hymns  of  the  ages  "  were  not  writ- 
ten by  the  poets  for  pastime ;  but  as  a  rule  were  born  of  experiences,  the  deep- 
est that  human  hearts  are  ever  called  to  pass  through.  They  have  an  origin,  a 
history,  to  know  which  onlj' increases  their  value  and  our  appreciation  of  them 
as  aids  to  2-)rivate  devotion  or  public  worship. 

Xor  is  the  doctrinal  YtiluQ  of  a  Hymn  Book  least  among  those  qualities  which 
make  it  one  of  the  most  j^owerful  agencies  in  the  hands  of  the  Christian  Church 
for  the  dissemination  of  truth  among  men.  The  theology  of  our  hymns  is 
scarcely  less  important  than  the  theology  of  our  creeds  and  confessions.  The 
value  of  a  hymnal  as  a  book  of  Christian  doctrine  cannot  bo  pverestimatqd.  It 
is  a  question  whether  there  be  not  more  in  this  day  who  get  their  theology 
from  the  hymns  they  sing  than  from  their  Church  creeds.  How  important  is 
it,  therefore,  that  our  hyfnns  should  have  in  them  a  sound.  Scriptural  theology! 
Second  oidy  to  preaC-hing  the  gospel  is  the  service  of  Christian  song  as  a  di- 
vinely appointed  mode  of  indoctrinating  men  in  Christian  truth.  Great  as 
John  Wesley  was  as  a  preacher  of  righteousness  and  an  organizer  of  men,  Meth- 
odism would  never  have  accomplished  half  its  work  in  "spreading  scriptural 
holiness  over  these  lands  "  had  not  our  evangelical  doctrines  of  sin  and  salvation, 
of  free  grace  and  an  unlimited  atonement,  of  heai't  holiness  and  Christian  love 
been  embodied  in  the  matchless  hymns  of  the  sweet  and  saintly  singer  of  our 
Methodism. 

Th(;  author  in  ])reparing  this  volume  has  had  access  to  the  original  works  of 
Tiearlv^  all  the  poets  whose  hymns  find  a  ])lace  in  this  collection  ;  and  for  in- 
formation he  has  gone  directly  to  these  original  sources.     But  he  has  not  failed 


INTRODUCTION. 


to  appreciate  and  to  use  the  many  excellent  work.s  in  hymnolo^^y  withont  which 

the  preparation  of  such  a  volume  as  this  would  have  heen  inipossihle.     While 

he  feels  indebted  to  all  these  works,  the  following  have  been  especially  useful 

in  the  preparation  of  the  historical  notes:  Ili/mn  Studies,  by  C.  S.  Nutter;   T/te 

Methodist  Ilynui  Book,  by  Geo.  John  Stevenson ;  Eiujlish  Jlymns,  bj-  Samuel  W. 

Duffield. 

If  the  publication  of  this  volume  shall  lead  even  a  portion  of  the  ministrj-and 

membership  of  the  Church  to  a  higher  appreciation  of  our  excellent  Hymn 

Book  and  to  a  more  intelligent  and  spiritual  use  of  the  hymns  found  therein, 

the  author's  object  in  preparing  it  will  have  been  accomplished. 

Wilbur  F.  Tillett. 
Yandcrbilt  University,  March  4,  1889. 


PREFACE  TO  THE  HYMN  BOOK. 


The  General  Conference  of  188G,  believing  tliat  the  Hymn  Book  might 
be  made  more  acceptable  to  our  people  by  reducing  its  size  and  introduc- 
ing new  material,  appointed  a  committee  for  its  revision. 

The  labor  of  the  committee  was  carefully  performed,  and  has  produced 
a  book  of  doctrinal  soundness  and  poetic  merit,  strictly  maintaining,  as 
in  all  previous  editions  of  Methodist  psalmody,  the  Wesleyan  character 
of  the  collection. 

AVe  cannot  urge  too  strongly  the  vital  importance  of  diffusing  in  the 
homes  of  our  beloved  Methodism  the  un wasting  fragrance  of  these  hymns 
as  a  daily  tribute  to  Him,  all  whose  "  garments  smell  of  myrrh,  and  aloes, 
and  cassia,  out  of  the  ivory  palaces." 

Let  our  congregations  hold  the  theology  which  has  brought  life  to  myr- 
iads, as  it  is  embalmed  in  these  measures.  Let  our  children  in  the  Sab- 
l^ath-school  be  trained  to  lisp  in  advance  the  melody  of  the  skies.  Let 
us  render  to  our  Methodism  the  glory  of  having  furnished  from  its  own 
resources  a  psalmody  unequaled  in  its  rich  statement  of  Christian  experi- 
ence through  all  stages  of  nascent  and  perfected  life,  which  has  become 
the  inspiration  of  youth  and  the  treasure  of  age  with  God's  people  of 
our  own  and  other  Churches;  and  let  us  exclude  from  pulpit  and  prayer- 
room  every  utterance  in  song  that  would  displace  the  doctrines  and 
hymns  of  our  Zion. 

The  choice  hymns  of  Montgomery,  Newton,  Cowper,  and  other  ancient 
and  modern  j^oets  will  be  found  to  have  contributed  to  the  classic  and  spir- 
itual value  of  the  book;  but  to  the  gifted  muse  of  Charles  Wesley,  the 
sweet  singer  of  Methodism,  is  this  volume  mainly  indebted  for  its  excel- 
lence. 

It  has  been  truly  said  that  "every  phase  of  Christian  experience — its 

gloom,  its   struggle,  its  victory,  its   peace,  its   joy — finds   in   a  AVesleyan 

hymn   some   true    Castalian,    almost   seraphic,   utterance.      He  wrote  his 

I)oems  in  a  style  so  immediately  available  that  they  rose  upon   the  air 

(0) 


PREFACE  TO  THE  HYMN  BOOK. 


while  the  ink  was  hardly  dry;  and  now,  after  a  century  and  a  half,  they 
are  sung  in  every  land  and  in  most  of  the  languages  of  the  world.  They 
hold  the  essence  of  sermons,  and  serve  as  the  liturgy  of  our  Churches. 
Christian  hearts  can  never  let  them  die." 

May  they  continue  to  minister  to  the  comfort  and  salvation  of  count- 
less thousands,  and  secure  a  large  revenue  of  praise  to  the  Triune  God! 

Holland  N.  McTyeire, 
John  C.  Keener, 
Alpheus  W.  Wilson, 
John  C.  Granbery, 
Egbert  K.  Hargrove, 
William  W.  Duncan, 
Charles  B.  Galloway, 
Eugene  E.  Hendrix, 
Joseph  S.  Key. 

January  1, 1889. 


CONTENTS. 


s.cr,o»  PART  I.   PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

I.  Being  and  Perfections  of  God 1-  57 

II.  Mediation  of  Christ 58-166 

III.  Offices  of  the  Holy  Ghost 167-192 

IV.  Institutions  of  Christianity 193-266 

1.  The  Church 193-214 

2.  The  Ministry 215-232 

3.  Baptism 233-238 

4.  The  Lord's  Supper " 239-252 

5.  The  Sabbath 253-266 

v.  The  Gospel  Call 267-307 

VI.  Penitential  Exercises 308-37S 

Vll.  Christian  Experience 374-581 

1.  Justification  and  the  New  Birth 374-406 

2.  Entire  Sanctification  and  Perfect  Love 407-451 

3.  Duties  and  Trials 452-581 

V^III.  Death  and  the  Future  State 582-655 

IX.  Special  Occasions 656-731 

1.  ]\Iissions 656-679 

2.  The  Bible 680-688 

3.  Erection  of  Churches 689-697 

4.  Education  of  Youth 698-705 

5.  The  Seasons 70()-719 

6.  National  Solemnities 720-729 

7.  On  a  Voyage 730-731 

PART  II.    SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

I.  Communion  of  Saints 732-755 

II.  Prayer 756-790 

PART  III.   DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

T.  The  Family- 791-817 

IT.  The  Closet 818-842 

SUPPLEMENT— Miscellaneous 843-918 

DOXOLOGIES 919-929 

PAOES 

BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS 369-396 

Index  of  Subjects 397-425 

Index  of  First  Links  of  Stanzas 426-431 

TvDiv  OF  First  Lines  of  Hymns 432-439 


HYMNS. 

PART  I. 
FOR  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

SECTIO:^^  I. 

BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


1  6s,  4s. 

COME,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing. 
Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all-glorious. 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days ! 

2  Come,  thou  incarnate  "Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success : 
Spirit  of  holiness. 

On  us  descend ! 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour : 
Thou  who  almighty  art. 
Now  rule  in  every  heart. 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart. 

Spirit  of  power ! 

4  To  the  great  One  and  Three 
Eternal  praises  be 

Hence  evermore ! 

His  sovereign  majesty 

May  we  in  glory  see. 

And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  second  stanza  of  the  original  hymn,  omitted 
above,  is: 


Jesus,  onr  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  onr  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall: 
Let  thine  almighty  aid 
'        Our  sure  defense  be  made, 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  staid: 
Lord,  hear  our  call! 
No  finer  hymn  could  be  found  among  the  Chris- 
tian lyrics  of  our  language  -with  which  to  open  a 
volume  of  sacred  song  or  to  begin  divine  worship 
than  this.    It  invokes  the  presence  and  aid  of  each 
of  the  Persons  of  the  Godhead  in  order,  and  then 
ascribes  divine  praise  to  the  Triune  Being  with  a 
dignity  of  language  and  a  spirit  of  devotion  that 
justly  give  it  a  foremost  place  among  the  hymns  of 
all  ages. 

Although  this  hymn  is  generally  accredited  to 
Charles  Wesley,  it  is  by  no  means  certain  that  he 
wrote  it.  The  ground  of  its  being  accredited  to  hini 
is  found  in  the  fact  that  it  is  one  of  three  anony- 
mous hymns  contained  in  a  half-penny  leaflet 
printed  in  1757;  and,  as  Wesley  is  known  to  be  the 
author  of  the  other  two,  it  is  therefore  concluded 
that  he  wrote  this  also.  But  he  is  never  known  to 
have  claimed  its  authorship,  and  it  is  not  found 
among  his  published  hymns  and  sacred  poems.  It 
appeared  in  Madan's  Collection  published  in  1763, 
and  this  led  to  its  being  erroneously  attributed  to 
Martin  Madan. 

The  hymn  is  evidently  written  in  imitation  of 
England's  national  hyann,  "God  save  the  King," 
as  will  be  seen  at  a  glance  by  comparing  the  omitted 
stanza  quoted  above  with  the  second  below: 
"  God  save  our  gracious  King, 
Long  live  our  noble  King, 

God  save  the  King! 

Send  him  victorious, 

Happy  and  glorious, 

Long  to  reign  over  us: 

God  save  the  King! 

(9) 


10 


BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS^  OF  GOD. 


"  O  Lord  our  God,  arise, 
Scatter  his  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall. 
Frustrate  their  knavish  tricks, 
C'onfound  their  politics; 
On  him  our  liearts  we  11  x: 

God  save  the  King! 
"Thy  richest  gifts  in  store. 
On  him  be  pleased  to  pour; 

Long  may  he  reign! 
May  he  defend  our  laws, 
And  ever  give  us  cause 
To  sing  wiili  heart  and  voice, 
God  save  tlie  King!  " 
Thisnational  anthem  (which  in  Victoria's  reign, 
of  course,  has  "Queen"  substituted  for  "King") 
was  first  published  in  1745  in  the  Gentleman's  Mag- 
azine, and  called  "A  Song  for  Two  Voices,"  the  tunc 
to  which  it  is  adapted  having  appeared  three  years 
l)reviously.   Ourown  national  hymn,"  My  country, 
'tis  of  thee,"  is  written  in  the  same  meter  and  sung 
to  the  same  tune,  called  with  us  "America."    (See 
No.  728). 

The  above  hymn,  "  Coinc,  thou  almighty  King," 
M'as  thus  the  first  of  all  our  religious  songs  com- 
l)osed  in  this  meter.  But  quite  a  number  of  our 
most  valuable  hymns  and  tunes  are  now  in  this  me- 
ter. 

During  the  Revolutionary  War,  while  the  Brit- 
ish had  possession  of  Long  Island,  a  body  of  Brit- 
ish trooi)s  invaded  a  place  of  worship)  one  Sunday 
morning,  and  demanded  that  the  congregation 
shouM  sing  "  God  save  the  King."  They  did  sing 
it— that  is,  the  tuue— but  the  words  were  about 
anotlier  King: 

Come,  thou  Ahnighty  King, 
Help  us  Thy  name  to  sing. 

Help  us  to  praise! 
Father  all -glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious. 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  davs! 


2  C.  M. 

A  THOUSAND  oracles  divine 
Their  common  beams  unite, 
That  sinners  may  with  angels  join 
To  worship  God  aright ; 

2  To  praise  a  Trinity  adored 

By  all  the  hosts  above ; 
And  one  thrice  holy  God  and  Lord 
Through  endless  ages  love. 

3  Triumphant  host!  they  never  cease 

To  laud  and  magnify 
The  Triuiu!  fJod  of  holiness. 
Whose  glory  fills  the  sky; 


4  Whose  glory  to  this  earth  extends, 

When  God  himself  imparts, 
And  the  whole  Trinity  descends 
Into  our  faithful  hearts. 

5  By  fiiith  the  upper  choir  we  meet. 

And  challenge  them  to  sing 
Jehovah,  on  his  shining  seat. 
Our  Maker  and  our  King. 

6  But  God  made  flesh  is  wholly  ours. 

And  asks  our  nobler  strain : 
The  Father  of  celestial  powers. 
The  Friend  of  earth-born  man. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  was  the  opening  hymn  in  the  former  edition 
of  the  Hymn  Book,  but  being  simply  didactic,  about 
God,  it  has  very  properly  given  place  to  a  hymn  of 
invocation  and  praise  addressed  to  God.  It  is  one 
of  the  one  hundred  and  eighty-two  hymns  found  in 
the  author's  Hymns  on  the  Trinity  published  in 
1767.  In  verse  five,  line  four,  the  author  wrote 
"  Our  Maker,  God,  and  King."  It  was  originally 
published  in  four  double  stanzas,  the  last  being 
omitted  above: 

Ye  seraphs,  nearest  to  the  throjie, 

"With  rapturous  amaze 
On  us,  poor  ransomed  worms,  look  down, 

For  heaven's  superior  praise! 
The  King,  whose  glorious  face  ye  see. 

For  us  his  crown  resigned : 
That  Fullness  of  the  Deity, 

He  died  for  all  mankind! 


CM. 

HAIL,  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 
Whom  one  in  three  we  know  ; 
By  all  thy  heavenly  host  adored. 
By  all  thy  Church  below. 

2  One  undivided  Trinity 

With  triumph  we  i)roclaim ; 
Thy  universe  is  full  of  thee. 
And  speaks  thy  glorious  name. 

3  Thee,  holy  Father,  we  confess  ; 

Thee,  holy  Son,  adore  ; 
Spirit  of  truth  and  holiness, 
We  i)raise  thee  evermore. 

4  Hail,  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

(Our  lieavenly  song  shall  be). 

Supreme,  essential  One,  adored 

In  co-eteriial  Three ! 

Charles  Wesley. 


PKAISE  AND  ADORATION. 


11 


From  the  author's  Hymns  on  (he  Trinity^  17(57.  It 
is  based  on  Isaiah  vi.  3:  "'And  one  cried  unto  another 
and  said,  Holy,  holy,  holy  is  the  Lord  of  hosts:  the 
whole  earth  is  full  of  his  glory."  Also  Revelation  i v. 
8:  ''And  they  rest  not  day  and  night,  saying.  Holy, 
holy,  holy.  Lord  (iod  Almighty,  which  was,  and  is, 
and  is  to  come.''  The  fourth  and  fifth  stanzas 
of  the  original,  omitted  alxne,  are: 

4  The  incommunicable  right, 

Almighty  liod,  receive! 
"NVhich  angel-choirs,  and  saints  in  light, 
And  saints  embodied,  give. 

5  Three  persons,  equally  divine. 

We  magnify  and  love; 
And  1)oth  the  choirs  erelong  shall  join 
To  teing  thy  praise  abo\  e. 


4  11,12,10. 

HOLY,  lioly,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise 
to  thee ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  men.'iful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy !  all  the  saints  adore  thee, 
Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around 

the  glassy  sea ; 

Cherubim  and  seraphim  falUng  down  be- 
fore thee, 

AVhich  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy  !  though  the  darkness  hide 

thee. 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  thy  glory 

may  not  see ; 
Only  thou  art  holy ;  there  is  none  beside 

tliee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty  ! 
All  thy  works  shall  i)raise  thy  name,  in 

earth  and  sky  and  sea ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity  ! 

Reginald  Hebcr. 

This  hymn  for  "  Trinity  Sxinday  "  was  first  ])ul)- 
lished  in  1827,  the  year  after  the  autlior's  death,  in 
Ifymns  Written  and  Adapted  to  the  Weekly  Church 
Service  of  the  Year.  It  is  one  of  the  noblest  and 
most  majestic  odes  ever  addressed  to  the  Divine 
Being,  and  is  in  every  way  Avorthy  of  the  author  of 
the  most  popular  missionary  hymn  ever  written, 
*' From  Greenland's  icy  mountains."  The  tune  to 
which  it  is  commonly  sung,  and  which  is  so  well 


adapted  to  the  words,  is  very  appropriately  named 
Xica'a,  aitcv  the  first  great  ecumenical  councilor 
the  Christian  Church,  at  wliich  the  Bible  tloctrineof 
theTrinity  was  formulated.  Tune  and  woids  unite 
to  fill  the  soul  of  the  devout  W(>isliii)er  with  feelings 
of  awe  and  a  sense  of  the  Divine  presence.  It  is 
based  on  Kevelation  iv.  8:  ''And  they  rest  not  day 
and  night,  saying.  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Al- 
mighty, which  was,  and  is,  and  is  to  come." 


HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
God  the  Father,  and  the  Word, 
God  the  Comforter,  receive 
Blessings  more  than  we  can  give. 

2  One,  Inexplicably  three, 
One  in  simplest  unity : 
God,  incline  thy  gracious  ear, 
Us  thy  lisping  creatures  hear. 

3  Thee  while  man,  the  eai-th-born,  sings, 
Angels  shrink  within  their  wings ; 
Prostrate  seraphim  above 

Breathe  unutterable  love. 

4  Happy  they  who  never  rest, 
With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest ! 
They  the  heights  of  glory  see, 
Sound  the  depths  of  Deity ! 

5  Fain  with  them  our  souls  would  vie ; 
Sink  as  low,  and  mount  as  high  ; 
Fall,  o'erwhelmed  with  love,  or  soar ; 
Shout,  or  silently  adore ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  the  author's  Hymns  on  the  Trinity,  1767. 
The  second  stanza  has  been  omitted: 

2  Mixed  with  those  beyond  the  sky, 
Chanters  to  the  Lord  most  high, 
AVe  our  hearts  anrl  voices  raise. 
Echoing  thy  eternal  i)raise. 


6 


S.  M. 

0  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 


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BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


3  'Tis  he  foi-gives  thy  sins ; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain ; 
'Tis  he  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave ; 
He  who  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 

He  gives  the  suff'rers  rest; 
The  Lord  hath  judgment  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  oppressed. 

Isaac  Watts. 

Tliis  hymn  of  ^^ Praise  for  Spiritual  and  Tempo- 
ral Mercies'^  is  from  (he  author's  metrical  version 
of  the  Psalms  of  David,  1710,  and  is  based  on  the 
first  part  of  Psahn  ciii.:  "r>less  the  Lord,  O  my 
soul:  and  all  tliat  is-svithin  nic,  bless  his  holy  name. 
Bless  the  Lord,  O  my  soul,  and  forget  not  all  his 
benefits:  "vvho  forgiveth  all  thine  iniquities;  who 
healeth  all  thy  diseases;  ^Tho  redeemeth  thj-  life 
from  destruction;  who  crowneth  thee  with  loving- 
kindness  and  tender  mercies;  who  satisfieth  thy 
mouth  with  good  things;  so  that  thy  youth  is  re- 
newed like  the  eagle's."  The  sixth  stanza  has 
been  omitted: 

C  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
lie  made  by  !Moses  known; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 


7  S.  INI. 

CO^IE,  sound  liis  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing: 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown, 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  J^ord  : 
AVe  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-(l:iy  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  jirovoke  his  rod  : 
Come,  like  tlie  j)cople  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  (Jod. 

Isaac  Walls. 


The  original  of  this  '''■Psalm  before  Sermon  "  has 
six  stanzas.  It  is  based  on  parts  of  Psalm  xcv. :  "  O 
come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord:  let  us  make  a  joy- 
ful noise  to  the  Rock  of  our  salvation.  Let  us  come 
before  his  presence  with  thanksgiving,  and  make  a 
joyful  noise  unto  him  with  psalms.  For  the  Loid 
is  a  great  God,  and  a  great  King  above  all  gods.  Jii 
his  hand  are  the  deep  places  of  the  earth:  the 
strength  of  the  hills  is  his  also.  The  sea  is  his,  and 
he  made  it:  and  his  hands  formed  the  dry  land.  O 
come,  let  us  worship  and  bow  down:  let  us  kneel 
before  the  Lord  our  maker."  The  omitted  stanzas 
are: 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  gi'ace. 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race; 

6  The  Lord  in  vengeance  dressed 

Will  lift  liis  head  and  swear. 
You  that  tlespise  my  promised  rest 
Shall  have  no  portion  there. 

From  the  author's  Psalms  of  David ^  1719. 


8  S.M.. 

STAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
AVith  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name. 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought. 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire. 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  There,  with  benign  regard. 

Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear ; 
Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense. 
The  spirit  feels  him  near. 

5  God  is  our  strength  and  song. 

And  his  salvation  ours ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Clirist  proclaimed 
"With  all  our  ransomed  powei>. 

G  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  L)rd, 
The  Lord  your  God  adore ; 
tShmd  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  for  evermore. 

James  MonUjomery, 


PllAISE  AND  ADORATION. 


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From  the  Chrisliaii  Psalmist,  1825,  where  it  bears 
the  title:  ''■  Exhortation  to  Praise  and  Thanksgiv- 
ing.''  ItisbasedonNchemiah  ix.5:  "  Stand  up  and 
bless  the  Lonl  your  God  forever  and  ever,  and  bless- 
ed be  thy  glorious  name,  \vhich  is  exalted  above  all 
blessiny  and  praise." 


9 


M 


S.M. 
Y  soul,  repeat  His  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great, 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 


2  God  will  not  always  chide ; 

And  wlien  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fe^^'er  than  our  crimes, 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  Ave  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  power  subdues  our  sins ; 

And  his  forgiving  love. 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  Avest, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

Isaac  Watts. 

This  is  one-half  of  a  hymn  on  the  '•'■  Aboxinding 
Compassion  of  God;  or,  Mercy  in  the  Midst  of  Judg- 
ment;'''' the  other  half  being-  the  hymn  beginning, 
"•The  pity  of  the  Lord"  (No.  28).  It  is  based  on 
rsalmsoiii.  8-J2:  '■'•The  Lord  is  merciful  and  gra- 
cious, slow  to  anger,  and  ])lenteons  in  mercy.  He 
-will  not  always  chide:  neither  Avill  he  keep  his  an- 
ger forever.  He  hath  not  dealt  with  us  after  our 
sins;  nor  rewarded  us  according  to  our  iniquities. 
For  as  the  heaven  is  high  above  the  earth,  so  great 
is  his  mercy  toAvard  them  that  fear  him.  As  far  as 
the  east  is  from  the  west,  so  far  hath  he  removed 
our  transgressions  from  us."  From  the  author's 
Psalms  of  David^  1719. 


10  L.M. 

OTHOU,  whom  all  thy  saints  adore. 
We  now  with  all  thy  saints  agree. 
And  bow  our  inmost  souls  before 
Thy  glorious,  awful  majesty. 

2  AVe  come,  great  God,  to  seek  thy  face. 
And  for  thy  loving-kindness  wait ; 
And  O  how  dreadful  is  this  place! 

'Tis  God's  own  house,  'tis  heaven's  gate 


3  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh, 

To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  aspire ; 
And  lo!  we  see  descend  from  high 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 

4  Still  let  it  on  th'  assembly  stay. 

And  all  the  house  with  glory  fill ; 
To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way, 
And  lead  us  to  thy  holy  hill. 

5  There  let  us  all  with  Jesus  stand, 

And  join  the  general  Church  above, 
And  take  our  seat  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  by  J.  and  C. 
Wesley,  1742.    The  second  and  seventh  stanzas  are 
omitted  above: 

2  Thee,  King  of  nations,  -vve  ])roclaim; 

AY  ho  -would  not  our  great  Sovereign  fear? 
AVe  long  to  experience  all  thy  name, 
And  now  we  come  to  meet  thee  here. 

7  Come,  Lord,  our  souls  are  on  the  wing; 
Now  on  thy  great  white  throne  appear, 
And  let  my  eyes  behold  my  King, 
And  let  me  see  my  Saviour  there. 


11  L.  M. 

THEE  we  adore,  eternal  Lord ; 
We  praise  thy  name  with  one  accord ; 
Thy  saints,  who  here  thy  goodness  see. 
Through  all  the  world  do  worship  thee. 

2  To  thee  aloud  all  angels  cry, 

The  heavens  and  all  the  powers  on  liigh ; 
Thee,  holy,  holy,  holy  King, 
Lord  God  of  Hosts,  they  ever  sing. 

3  Th'  apostles  join  the  glorious  throng ; 
The  proi)hets  swell  th'  immortxl  song; 
The  martyrs'  noble  army  raise 
Eternal  anthems  to  thy  praise. 

4  From  day  to  day,  0  Lord,  do  we 
Highly  exalt  and  honor  thee ; 
Thy  name  we  worshi}>  and  adore. 
World  without  end,  for  evermore. 

John  Gambold. 
From  the  Moraviaii  Collection,  IT'A.    Abriilged 
and  altered  by  Rev.  Thomas  Colterill.    The  lifth 
stanza  omifted: 

5  Vouchsafe,  O  Lord,  we  humbly  pray, 
To  keep  us  safe  from  sin  this  day: 
Have  mercy,  Lord,  we  tiust  in  thee; 
O  let  us  ne'er  confounded  be. 


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BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


12  L.  M. 

C10ME,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
I  Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise: 
But  O.what  ton«j:ue  can  speak  his  fame? 
"What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  weai-s ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  IVIaker's  grand  designs. 
Omnipotence,  with  wisdom,  shines ; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing. 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue. 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

Thomas  Blacklock. 

This  hyinn  was  probably  inspired  by  the  one  hun- 
dred and  fourtli  Psalm.  It  is  tlie  only  one  found  in 
.\nierican  hymn-books  by  this  autlior,  but  it  has 
found  its  way  into  nearly  all  of  them.  "-It  is  one 
of  thej^randest  hymns  of  praise,"  says  Long,  "that 
has  ever  ascended  to  ihe  skies,  and  though  it  is  now 
over  a  century  old,  it  will  doubtless  find  a  place  in 
the  hyninology  of  the  Clmrch  until  the  last  trump 
shall  sound  the  end  of  time."  The  fact  that  tlie  au- 
thor was  blind  from  early  childhood  gives  peculiar 
iutei-est  to  the  hymn,  and  especially  to  the  second 
stanza.    It  was  written  in  1754. 


13  L.M. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord !  'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise ; 
His  pature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbei's,  calls  their  names ; 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  l)ound, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  along  the  sky ; 
There  he  ])repares  the  fruitful  rain. 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

i  Pie  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  clothes  the  smiling  {ivhh  with  corn : 
Tlie  l)('a>t«  with  food  his  hands  sui)ply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  tiiey  cry. 


5  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight , 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fea/, 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 

It  is  based  on  Psalms  cxlvii.  1-11:  "  Praise  ve  the 
Lord;  for  it  is  good  to  sing  praises  unto  our  tied; 
for  it  is  pleasant,  and  praise  is  comely.  He  telleth 
the  number  of  the  stars;  hecalletli  them  all  by  tlieir 
names.  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  of  great  power; 
his  undeistanding  is  infinite:  Who  coverelh  the 
heaven  with  clouds,  who  inepareth  rain  for  the 
earth,  who  maketh  grass  lo  grow  upon  the  mount- 
ains. He  gjveth  to  the  beast  his  food,  and  to  tl>e 
young  ravens  which  cry.  lie  deligbteth  not  in  tlie 
strength  of  the  horse,  he  taketh  not  pleasure  in  the 
legs  of  a  man.  The  Lord  taketli  pleasure  in  them 
that  fear  him,  in  those  that  hope  in  his  mercyc" 
The  fifth  stanza  is  omitted: 

5  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force? 
The  sprightly  man  or  warlike  horse? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb? 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 


14  L.  p.  M. 

I'LL  praise  my  INIaker  while  I've  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powei's : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last. 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  ;  he  made  the  sky. 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure ; 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor. 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eyesight  on  tiie  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  ix?ace; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  tlie  fatherless. 

And  grants  the  pris'nor  sweet  release. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  mo  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nol)l('r  powers: 

l\ry  days  of  jiraise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 

While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortiUity  endures. 

Isaac  Walls. 


PRAISE  AND  ADORATION. 


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This  hyinn  was  first  published  in  1719.  John 
Wesley  changed  it  somewhat  for  his  Psalms  and 
Hymns,  1741.  Watts  wrote :  "  I'll  praise  luy  Maker 
with  my  breath,"  and  in  the  first  line  of  the  tlurd 
verse : 

"  The  Lord  Jiath  eyes  to  give  the  blind, 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind." 
"Wesley's  improvement  Avas  perhaps  suggested  by  a 
line  in  Pope's  "  Messiah :  " 

"Alive  blind,behold! 
He  from  thick  films  shall  purge  the  visual  ray, 
And  on  the  sightless  eyeballs  pour  the  day." 
This  was  a  favorite  hymn  with  John  Wesley.  The 
day  before  he  died,  though  emaciated  and  scarcely 
able  to  speak,  he  astonished  his  attendants  by 
breaking  out  and  singing  the  first  stanza  through; 
and  all  through  his  last  night  he  seemed  trjung  to 
repeat  it,  but  could  only  say,  "I'll  praise — I'll 
praise,"  and  soon  his  "voice  was  lost  in  death." 
The  second  and  third  stanzas  of  the  original  are 
omitted  above: 

2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  fiesh  and  blood: 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

3  He  loves  his  saints ;  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns: 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 


15  L.  M. 

OUR  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne, 
Arrayed  in  majesty  unknown ; 
His  Ulster  all  the  temple  fills, 
And  spreads  o'er  all  th'  ethereal  hills. 

2  The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 
Is  by  the  seraphim  adored ; 

And,  while  they  stand  beneath  his  seat, 
They  veil  their  faces  and  their  feet. 

3  And  can  a  sinful  worm  endure 
The  presence  of  a  God  so  pure  ? 
Or  these  polluted  lips  proclaim 
The  honors  of  so  grand  a  name  ? 

4  0  for  thine  altar's  glowing  coal 
To  touch  my  lips,  to  fire  my  soul. 
To  purge  the  sordid  dross  away, 
And  into  crystal  turn  my  clay ! 

Philip  Doddridge. 


This  hymn  is  found  in  no  other  Church  collec- 
tion. It  is  from  tlio  author's  Hymns  Founded  on 
Various  Texts  in  the  Holy  Scrij)tures,  1755,  and  is 
based  on  Isaiah  vi.  1-7:  "I  saw  also  the  Lord  sit- 
ting upon  a  throne,  high  and  lifted  up,  and  his 
train  filled  the  temple.  Above  it  stood  the  sera- 
phim, each  one  had  six  wings;  with  twain  lie 
covered  his  face,  and  with  twain  he  coveied  his 
feet,  and  with  twain  he  did  fiy.  And  one  crieil 
unto  another,  and  said,  Holj',  holy,  holy  is  the 
Lord  of  hosts:  the  whole  earth  is  fuU  of  his  glory. 
And  the  posts  of  the  door  moved  at  the  voice  of 
him  that  cried,  and  the  house  was  filled  with 
smoke.  Then  said  I,  Woe  is  me!  for  I  am  undone: 
because  I  am  a  man  of  xinclean  lips,  and  I  dwell  in 
the  midst  of  a  people  of  unclean  lips:  for  mine 
eyes  have  seen  the  King,  the  Lord  of  hosts.  Tlien 
flew  one  of  the  seraphim  unto  me,  having  a  live 
coal  in  his  hand,  Avhich  he  had  taken  with  the 
tongs  from  oflf  the  altar:  And  he  laid  it  upon  my 
mouth,  and  said,  Lo  this  hath  touched  thy  lips;  and 
thine  iniquity  is  taken  away,  and  thy  sin  purged." 
Two  omitted  stanzas  are  based  on  verse  eight 
("Here  am  I;  send  me"),  and  give  the  title  to  the 
original  hymn:  ^^Isaia7i^s  Obedience  to  the  Heav- 
enly Vision, " 

16  CM.     . 

MY  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art ! 
Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
How  beautiful  thy  mercy-seat 
In  depths  of  burning  light ! 

2  How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years, 

0  everlasting  Lord, 
By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 
Incessantly  adored ! 

3  O  how  I  fear  thee,  living  God, 

With  deepest,  tenderest  fears. 
And  worship  thee  "with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears. 

4  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  O  Lord, 

Almighty  as  thou  art ; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

5  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee ; 

No  mother,  half  so  mild, 
Bears  and  forbears  as  thou  liast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

6  My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art. 

Thou  everlasting  Friend ; 
On  thee  I  stay  my  trusting  lieart. 
Till  faith  in  vision  end. 

Frederick  William  Faber. 


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BEING  AND  PEKFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


Author's  title:  "-Our  Heavenly  FatherJ'*  The 
oiigiual  contains  nine  stanzas.  The  sixth  stanza 
above  is  not  found  in  the  original  as  given  in 
Faber's  Hymns,  publi.^hed  iu  18GI.  The  ouiilleu 
stanzas  are: 

3  How  beautiful,  how  beautiful, 
The  sight  of  thee  must  be, 
Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power. 
And  awful  purity ! 

6  O  then  this  Avorse  than  worthless  heart 
In  i)ity  deign  to  take, 
.     And  make  it  love  thee,  for  thyself 
And  for  thy  glory's  sake. 

8  Onlf  to  sit  and  think  of  God,' 

O  what  a  joy  it  is! 
To  think  the  thought,  to  breathe  the  name. 
Earth  has  no  higher  bliss! 

9  Father  of  Jesus,  love's  RcAA'ard! 

What  rapture  Avill  it  be, 
Trostrate  before  tliy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze,  and  gaze  on  thee ! 


17  Cs,  8s,  4s. 

THE  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthroned  above, — 
Ancient  of  everlasting  days. 

And  God  of  love : 
Jehovah,  great  I  AM ! 

By  eartli  and  heaven  confessed : 
1 1)0W  and  bless  the  sacred  Name, 
Forever  blest. 

2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 

At  whose  supreme  command. 
From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joys 

At  his  right  liand  : 
I  all  on  earth  foi-sake. 

Its  -wisdom,  fame,  and  power; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 

]\Iy  shield  and  tower. 

3  Tlie  God  of  Abrah'm  i)raise, 

AVhose  all-suffK-ient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  hapi)y  days 

In  all  his  ways : 
He  calls  a  wonn  his  friend ! 

He  calls  himself  my  God! 
And  lie  shall  save  me  to  the  end. 

Through  Jesus'  Ijlood ! 

4  He  ])y  liimself  hath  sworn  ; 

I  on  his  oath  depend  ; 
I  shall,  on  eagles'  wings  upboriK^, 
To  heaven  ascend : 


I  shall  behold  his  fiice, 

I  shall  his  power  adore, 

And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 

For  evermore. 

Thomas  Olivers. 

See  note  under  next  hymn  for  historical  facts 
and  critical  estimate  of  this  magnificent  lyiic. 

The  late  Rev.  T.  M.  Eddy,  D.D.,  passing  on  one 
occasi(m  through  the  streets  of  Baltimore,  saw  an 
aged  and  feeble  colored  man  sawing  some  hard 
wood  by  the  side  of  the  road.  Feeling  that  the 
colored  man's  lot  Avas  a  hard  one,  as  he  contrasted 
his  age  and  feebleness  Avith  the  hardness  of  the 
Avork  to  be  done,  he  turned  and  began  to  approach 
him,  intending  to  speak  a  few  kind  and  encourag- 
ing Avords  of  syjnpathy  and  of  admonition  concern- 
ing the  state  of  his,  perhaps,  benighted  soul.  But 
draAving  near,  unobserved,  he  heard  the  old  man 
singing  softly,  but  feelingly: 

"  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 

Whose  all-sufficient  grace 
Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days 

In  all  his  Avays: 
He  calls  a  Avorm  his  friend! 
He  calls  himself  my  God! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end, 
Through  Jesus'  blood! " 
The  Doctor  passed  on  Avithout  inteiTupting  him, 
saying:   "He  is  rich;  he  is  safe;  he  has  a  better 
friend  than  I  could  be.     He  needs  not  my  comfort. 
I  am  the  one  that  has  received  the  needed  encour- 
agement." 

On  his  death-bed  Richard  Watson  i-epeated  over 
and  over  again  the  last  four  lines  of  this  hymn: 

"  I  shall  behold  his  face, 
I  shall  his  poAver  adore, 
And  sing  the  Avonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore.'' 


18  6s,  8s,  4s. 

THE  God  who  reigns  on  high 
The  great  archangels  sing. 
And  "  Holy,  holy,  holy,^'  cry, 

''Almighty  King ! 
AVho  was  and  is  the  same, 

And  evermore  shall  be : 
Jehovah,  Father,  great  I  A]\I, 

We  worshij)  thee." 
2  Before  tlie  Saviour's  face 

The  ransomed  nations  bow : 
O'erwhelmed  at  his  almighty  grace. 

Forever  new : 
He  shows  his  prints  of  love — 

They  kindle  to  a  flame ! 
And  souikI  through  all  the  worlds  alx^^  e, 

The  slaughtered  Lamb. 


rUAlSE   AND   ADOUATION. 


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3  The  whole  triumphant  host 
Give  thanks  to  God  on  high ; 

"Hail,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost," 
They  ever  cry : 

Hail,  Ahrah'ni's  God,  and  mine! 
(I  join  the  heavenly  lays,) 

All  might  and  majesty  are  thine, 

And  endless  praise. 

Tliumas  Olivers. 

We  have  in  tliis  and  the  preceding  hymn  parts 
one  and  three  of  Tliomas  Olivers'  magnilicent 
"Ili/mn  to  the  God  of  Abraham.''^  Tlie  second 
l)art,  containing  five  stanzas,  is  here  omitted. 
Perhaps  no  hymn  ever  written  has  receivcvl 
higher  praise  from  poets  and  sclxolars  than  this. 
'•  There  is  not  in  our  language,"  says  James  Mont- 
gomery, the  poet,  ''a  lyric  of  more  majestic  style, 
more  elevated  thought,  or  more  glorious  imagery. 
Its  structure,  indeed,  is  unattractive  on  account 
of  the  short  lines,  but  like  a  stately  pile  of  archi- 
tectuie,  severe  and  simple  in  design,  it  strikes 
lesson  the  first  view  than  after  delil)evate  exam- 
ination." "This  is  probably,"  says  Nutter,  "the 
finest  ode  in  the  English  language;  the  theme  is 
the  grandest  i)0ssible,  and  the  execution  in  keeping 
Avith  it."  The  hymn  was  written  while  the  author 
;who  was  one  of  ]Mr.  "Wesley's  preachers)  was  on  a 
visit  to  John  Bakewell,  author  of  "  Hail,  thou  once 
despis(>d  Jesus."  At  a  service  in  the  JcAvish  Syna- 
gogue at  Westminster,  London,  he  had  heard 
Signor  Leoni  sing  an  old  IlebrcAV  melody,  and  was 
so  delighted  with  it  that  he  determined  to  write  a 
Christian  hymn  that  should  be  adapted  to  the  tunc. 
Upon  returning  to  the  house  of  his  frientl  he  imme- 
diately wrote  out  this  magnificent  hymn  of  twelve 
stanzas.  It  was  first  published  in  tract  form  in 
1772,  and  attained  immediate  and  wide-spread  po;)- 
ularity.  The  following  five  stanzas  are  part  sec- 
ond oi  the  original  hymn: 

1  Though  nature's  strength  decay. 

And  earth  and  hell  withstand, 
To  Canaan's  bounds  I  urge  my  way, 

At  his  command. 
The  wat'ry  deep  I  pas?. 

With  Jesus  in  my  Aiew; 
And  through  the  howling  wilderness 

My  way  pursue. 

2  The  goodly  land  I  see. 

With  X)eace  and  plenty  blest; 
A  land  of  sacred  liberty, 

And  endless  rest. 
There  milk  and  honey  flow, 

And  oil  and  wine  abound. 
And  trees  of  life  forever  gnnv, 

AVith  mercy  crowned. 

3  There  dwells  the  Lord  our  King, 

The  Lord  our  Righteousness, 
Triumphant  o'er  the  world  and  sin. 

The  Trince  of  Teace; 
2 


On  Zion's  sacred  height 
His  kingdom  still  maintains; 

And,  glorious  with  his  saints  in  ligiit, 
Forever  reigns. 

4  He  keeps  his  own  secure. 

He  guards  them  by  his  side. 
Arrays  in  garments  white  and  jture 

His  spotless  britle: 
With  streams  of  sacred  bliss. 

With  groves  of  living  joys. 
With  all  the  fruits  of  paradise 

He  still  supplies, 

5  Itefore  the  great  Three-(^ne 

They  all  exulting  stand. 
And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done 

Thnmgh  all  their  land: 
Tlie  list'ning  spheres  attend. 

And  swell  the  growing  fame. 
And  sing,  in  songs  which  ne\  er  end, 

The  wondrous  name. 


19 


5s,  (S?. 

0  WORSHIP  the  King, 
All-glorious  above ; 
0  gratefully  sing 

His  power  and  his  love; 
Gur  Shield  and  Defender, 

The  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor. 
And  girded  with  praise. 

2  0  tell  of  his  might, 

O  sing  of  his  grace, 
"Whose  robe  is  the  light, 

Whose  canopy  space : 
His  chariots  of  wrath 

The  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  his  path 

On  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care 

What  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air, 

It  shines  in  the  light. 
It  streams  from  the  hill.^, 

It  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distills 

In  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust, 

And  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust, 
Nor  find  thee  to  fail : 


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BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


This 
in  183<.) 
••h'vcn 

nurd  ;i 


Thy  mercies  how  tender, 

How  lirni  to  the  end ! 
Our  ;Maker,  Defender, 

Redeemer,  and  Friend 

Hubert  Grant. 
h5-mn  is  based  on  Ps.  civ.    It  was  published 
(the  year  after  the  author  died),  i\\on<^  with 
othei-.'s.    It  lias  been  nuu-h  admired.     The 
ind  .-ixth  stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted: 
:5  The  earth,  with  its  stores 
Of  wcMiders  untold, 
Alniig-lity !  thy  i)ower 

Hath  ftmndedof  old: 
Hath  stablished  it  fast 

IJy  a  changeless  decree, 
And  round  it  hath  cast, 
Like  a  mantle,  the  sea. 
6  O  measureless  might, 
Ineffable  love: 
"While  angels  delight 

To  hymn  tliee  above. 
The  hund)ler  creation, 

Though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration. 
Shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 


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5s,  Gs. 

YE  servants  of  God, 
Your  Master  proclaim. 
And  publisli  aljroad 

His  wonderful  name; 
The  name  all-victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious. 
And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high, 

v\l mighty  to  save; 
And  still  he  is  nigh ; 

His  presence  we  have : 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumpli  shall  sing. 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus,  our  King. 

3  TIk^i  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right. 
All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might. 
All  honor  and  blessing, 

With  jingels  above. 
And  llianks  never  ceasing 

For  infinite;  love. 

Charlrs  Wcslrij. 


This  hymn,  "  To  be  Suikj  in  a  Tumult,-'  liist  aj. 
peared  in  1744,  in  a  pamphletcontaining  thirty-threo 
pieces,  entitled  llynins  for  Times  of  Trouble  and 
Persecution.  It  was  a  year  of  great  commotion  in 
England.  Efforts  were  being  made  to  dethrone 
George  II.  and  to  place  the  exiled  Tretender  of  the 
House  of  Stuart,  a  Koman  Catliolic,  upon  the 
throne.  The  :Melhodists  were  accused  of  being 
papists  and  favoring  tl»e  Pretender's  claims,  and 
'  so  suffered  great  ])ersecutions  at  the  hamls  of  dis- 
j  orderly  mobs,  and  otherwise.  This  hymn  was  l)orn 
of  these  exi)eiiencos.  The  second,  thiril,  and  lifth 
stanzas  are  omit  led: 

2  Tlie  waves  of  llie  sea 

Have  lift  up  their  voice. 
Sore  troubled  that  we 

In  Jesus  rejoice; 
The  floods  they  are  roaring. 

But  Jesus  is  here, 
"While  we  are  adoring 

He  always  is  near. 

3  "Wheu  devils  engage, 

Tlie  billows  arise, 
And  horribly  rage. 

And  threaten  the  skies: 
Their  furj-  shall  uever 

Our  steadfastness  shock; 
The  weakest  believer 

Is  built  on  a  rock. 

5  Salvation  to  God, 

Who  sits  on  tlie  throne, 
I>et  all  cry  aloud. 

And  honor  the  Son: 
The  praises  of  Jesus 

The  angels  i)roclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faces. 

Anil  worship  the  Land). 


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I  FT  us,  Avitli  a  gladsome  mind, 
J  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind; 
l^)r  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  Let  us  blaze  his  name  abroad, 
I'^or  of  gods  he  is  the  God : 
1m )r  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

:')  All  tilings  living  he  dotli  feed, 
His  full  hand  sui)j)li('s  their  need 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


PRAISE  AND  ADOllATION. 


4  Let  uii,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth : 
For  his  mercies  aye  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

John  Milton. 

The  paraphrase  of  Ps.  cxxxvi,  in  twenty-four 
stanzas,  from  which  this  hj-mn  is  taken,  was  writ- 
ten when  the  author  Avas  only  fifteen  y.ears  old.  It 
evinces  both  genius  and  immaturity.  These  are 
the  first,  second,  twenty-second,  and  twenty-third 
stanzas  of  the  original.  The  third  and  fourth 
stanzas  have  been  slightly  altered  to  make  the  lines 
uniformly  of  seven  syllables.    The  author  wrote: 

All  living  creatures  he  doth  feed, 
And  with  full  hand  supplies  their  need. 

Let  us  therefore  warble  forth 
His  viicjhtu  majesty  and  worth. 


22  6s,  8s.  • 

TTOUNG  men  and  maidens,  raise 
X      Your  tuneful  voices  high ; 
Old  men  and  children,  praise 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky : 
Ilim  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

2  The  universal  King 

Let  all  the  world  proclaim ; 
Let  every  creature  sing 

His  attributes  and  name ! 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

3  In  his  great  name  alone 

All  excellences  meet, 
AVho  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  sliall  forever  sit : 
Him  Three  in  One^  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

4  Glory  to  God  belongs ; 

Glory  to  God  be  given, 
Above  the  noblest  songs. 

Of  all  in  earth  and  heaven  : 

Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 

Extol  to  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  the  author's  Hymns  for  Children^  17(58. 
IJasedonrs.  cxiviii.]2, 13:  "Young  men,  and  maid- 
ens; old  men,  and  children:  let  them  praise  the 
name  of  the  Lord:  for  his  name  alone  is  excellent; 
h/s  i^Iory  is  above  the  earth  and  heaven." 


23  8». 

THIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore. 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend, 
"Whose  love  is  iis  great  as  liis  i)Ower, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last,  . 

AVhose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home  . 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

Joficph  Hart. 

From  the  author's  Hymns  Composed  on  Various 
Occasions,  17r)9.  This  is  the  last  of  seven  doub'.o 
stanzas  found  in  the  original,  the  first  line  of 
which  is: 

"  No  prophet  or  dreamer  of  dreams." 


24  8s,  7s. 

PRAISE  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens,  adore  hi-n  ; 
Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord !  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord !  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorioits  ; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name. 

,  John  Kempthornc. 

It  is  not  certain  Avho  is  the  author  of  this  hymn. 
It  first  appeared  in  Psalms,  Hymns.,  and  Anthems 
for  the  Foundling  Chapel,  London,  1790.  The  evi- 
dence on  the  ground  of  which  it  is  attributed  to 
Rev.  John  Kempthornc  (1775-1838)  is  indirect  ami 
unsatisfactory.  It  is  found  in  a  volume  of  hymns 
which  he  compiled  and  published  in  1801),  and  wlwch 
contains  some  of  his  own  hymns,  but  he  does  not, 
there  or  elsewhere,  claim  itsauthorsliip.  It  isbat^e.J 
on  Ps.  cxlviii.  1-3:  "•  Praise  ye  the  Lord.  Praise  ye 
the  Lord  from  the  heavens:  praise  him  in  the 
heights.  Praise  ye  him,  all  his  angels:  praise  ye 
him,  all  his  hosts.  Praise  ye  him,  sun  and  moim: 
praise  ye  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light." 


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BEING  AND  PEKFECTfONS  OF  GOD. 


LORD,  thy  -lory  iills  the  licaven  ; 
Earth  is  witii  itri  fulhie^js  btorod ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord. 

2  Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing; 

Earth' tiikes  up  the  angels'  ciy, 
''  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  singing, 

*'  Lord  of  hosts.  Lord  God  most  high." 

3  With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

AVith  his  holy  Church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  him  : 
Bid  we  thus  our  anthems  How  : 

4  '•  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven  : 

Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 
Ploly,  holy,  lioly  Lord." 

JiicJiin-d  Mant. 

From  the  autlior's  Original  Hymns  added  to 
Ancient  Hymns  from  the  lloman  Breviary,  1S']7, 
Avhere  it  bears  the  title  '■'■Hymn  Commemorative 
of  the  Thrice  Holy:'  The  original  has  eight  stan- 
zas. The  first,  second,  fifth,  and  eighth  are  omitted 
here.  The  author  Avrote  "con^jjire"  instead  of 
'•  unite"  in  verse  3.  In  some  collections  it  begins: 
"  Wound  the  Lord  in  glory  seated."  It  is  based  ou 
I.-aiah's  vision,  chapter  sixth. 


26  8.,  7s. 

GOD  is  love ;  his  mercy  briglitens 
All  the  path  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes  and  woe  he  lightens : 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  Tmsy  ever ; 

^Man  decays,  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never: 
CJod  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  tlie  hour  that  darkest  Reem(>tlj, 

AVill  his  cliangeless  goodness  i)rove; 
From  the  mist  his  l)rightness  streameth: 
God  is  wisdom,  (Jod  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwinetl) 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth: 
God  is  wisdom,  CJod  is  love. 

John  Jloirritig. 
From  the  atilhoi's  iri/inns,  London,  1S2."),  where 
It  beurH  tJie  title  '' d'oU  is  Love,"'  and  reinats  the 
first  htanza  in  closing. 


27  8..,  7s. 

THERE'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy. 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea : 
There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice, 
"Which  is  more  than  liberty. 

2  There  is  welcome  for  the  sinner  ; 

There  are  blessings  for  the  good ; 
There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 
There  is  healing  in  his  blood. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 

4  If  our  faith  were  but  more  simple, 

AVe  should  tiike  him  at  his  word ; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Ix)rd. 

Frederick  William  Faber, 
From  a  poem  of  thirteen  stanzas  on  «' Comic  to 
Je.s'«s"  in  the  author's  Hymns,  London,  1802  (Nt'w 
York,  18S4),  We  have  here  the  fourth,  sixth,  eighth, 
and  thirteenth  stanzas  of  the  original.  Jn  ver.se 
two  the  author  wrote  "yl?ifi  more  graces  for  the 
good,"  and  iu  verse  four  "  If  our  love  were  but  moi-e 
simple." 


28  S.M. 

milE  pity  of  the  Lord, 
-L     To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  i^arent-!  foci : 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath  : 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  arc  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower: 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  Iiour. 

4  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  jiromise  sure. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Tillv.'-'Abounding  Compassion  of(Jod;or,Merry 
in  the  Midst  of  Judgment r  Ha.sed  on  I's.  ciii.  l:i- 
18:  ''Like  as  a  fallu'r  pidetli  his  children, so  the 
Lord  ])itieth  them  t!iat  fear  him.  For  lieknoweth 
our  frame:  he  rememborcth  that  we  are  dust.    As 


DIVINE  ATTRIBUTES. 


21 


loi-  man,  liis  days  are  as  grass:  as  a  flower  of  the 
liekl,  so  he  llourisheth.  For  the  wind  passeth  over 
It,  and  it  is  gone:  and  the  place  thereof  shall  know- 
it  no  more.  But  the  mercy  of  the  Lord  is  from 
everlasting  to  everlasting  upon  them  that  fear  him, 
and  his  righteousness  unto  children's  children:  to 
such  as  keep  his  covenant,  and  to  those  who  remem- 
ber his  commandments  to  do  tlicm."     (See  No.  9.) 


29 


F 


S.  M. 
^THER,  in  whom  wo  live, 
111  whom  we  are  and  move, 
The  glory,  power,  and  j^raise  receive 
Of  thv  creating  love. 


2  Incarnate  Deity, 

Let  all  the  ransomed  race 
Render,  in  thanks,  their  lives  to  thee, 
For  thy  redeeming  grace. 

3  The  grace  to  sinners  showed, 

Ye  heavenly  choirs  proclaim, 
And  cry,  "  Salvation  to  our  God, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  I  " 

4  Spirit  of  holiness. 

Let  all  thy  saints  adore 
Thy  sacred  energy,  and  bless 
Thy  heart-renewing  power. 

5  Eternal,  Triune  Lord, 

Let  all  the  hosts  above. 
Let  all  the  sons  of  men,  record 
And  dwell  upon  thy  love. 

G  "When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled 
Before  thy  glorious  face. 
Sing,  all  the  saints  thy  love  hath  made, 
Thine  everlasting  praise ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

Yroxa  Hymns  for  Those  that  Seek  and  Thosethat 
Flave  Redemption  in  ihe  Blood  of  Jesus  Christy 
r.ondon,  1747,  where  it  bears  the  title,  ^To  the  Triii- 
ity.''''  The  second  and  sixth  stanzas  of  the  original 
ure  omitted: 

2  Let  all  the  angel  throng 

Give  thanks  to  God  on  high, 
"While  earth  repeats  the  joyful  song, 
And  echoes  through  the  tky. 

6  Not  angel  tongues  can  tell 
Thy  love's  ecstatic  height. 
The  glorious  joy  unspeakable, 
The  beatific  sight ! 


30  s.  M. 

I  HEAR  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  oljcy  ; 
Lord,  send  thy  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray ! 

2  O  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yot  with  a  bold,  presumptuous  miiil, 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

3  Warn  me  of  every  sin. 

Forgive  my  secret  faults. 
And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
AVhose  crimes  exceed  my  thought-. 

4  While  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

I  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
]\Iy  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Based  on  parts  of  Ps.  xix.    Title:  "God's  Wont 
Most  Excellent;  or.  Sincerity  and  WatchfuUiess.^ 
From  the  author's  Fsabns  of  David,  1719. 


31  L-  ^i- 

ETERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God : 
Infinite  lengths  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  Thee  wliile  the  first  archangel  sings. 
He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings ; 
And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around 
Fall  woi-shiping,  and  spread  the  ground. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ! 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry. 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High ! 

4  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame. 
And  worms  have  learned  to  lisp  thy  name ; 
But  O I  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind ! 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below : 

Be  short,  our  tunes  ;  our  words,  be  fe'^ ! 
A  solemn  rev'rence  checks  cur  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

Isaac  Watts. 

From  Horae  Lyricae,  1700.  Avhere  its  title  is:  '•T/jf 
Conclusion— God  Exalted  A  hove  A II  Praise.'''  Tlie 
second  stanza  of  the  original  has  been  omitted: 


22 


BEING  AND   PEHFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


'J  The  lowest  step  beneath  thy  feet, 
Itises  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet; 
In  vain  tlie  tall  archangel  trios 
To  reach  thine  height  ■with  wondering  eyes. 

in  the  lirst  line  of  the  second  stanza  above  the 
atUhor  wrote:    """Thr/  dazzUiuj  beauties  while  he 

sidgs.'' 


32  L.  M. 

OGOD,  thou  bottomless  abyss ! 
Thee  to  perfection  wlio  can  know? 
O  heiglit  innnense !     What  words  sufiice 
Thy  countless  attributes  to  show  ? 

2  I'nfathomable  depths  thou  art! 
O  plun<j:e  ine  in  thy  mercy's  sea! 
A'oid  of  true  wisdom  is  my  heart: 
A\'ith  love  embrace  and  cover  me! 

.'}  While  th(>e,  all  infinite,  I  set, 

By  faith,  before  my  ravished  eye, 
My  weakness  bends  beneath  the  wei<:ht: 
O'erpowered,  I  sink,  I  faint,  I  die. 

4  Greatness  unspeakable  is  thine, 

Greatness,  whose  undiminishecl  ray, 
When  short-lived  worlds  are  lost,  shall 
shine 
AVlien  earth  and  heaven  are  fled  away. 

5  Unchangeable,  all-perfect  Lord, 

Essential  life's  unbounded  sea, 
What  lives  and  moves,  lives  by  thy  word  : 
It  lives,  and  moves,  and  is  from  thee ! 
Ernc6t  Lange.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
This  and  hymn  No.  T)?  ("Parent  of  good,"  etc.) 
arc  taken  fioni  a  hymn  of  eight  twelve-line  stanzas 
on   '■'■God's    Greafncss,'''   which   llrst   apjjeared    in 
.lohn  AN'esley's  CoUection  of  I^salms  caul  Ili/mns, 
)tubli.she«l  at  Charleston,  S,  C,  1737.    The  Gciman 
oi-iginal  is  found  in  the  JJorrtihvt  Collection.     In 
the  former  edition  of  our  ITymn  Bonk  the  whole  of 
the  original  translation  will  be  found,  being  Nos. 
in,  10,  17,  and  18.  

33  c.  M. 

LORD,  Jill  I  am  is  known  to  IIkm*: 
In  vain  my  soul  wouM  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surroundin.LT  siLrlit  snrvcys 
My  risiiii;  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
Tlie  secrets  of  my  breast. 


3  ^ly  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  tliey're  formed  within ; 
And  ere  my  lips  ])ronounce  the  word. 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge  1  deep  and  high: 

Where  can  a  creature  hide? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie. 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Secured  by  sovereign  love. 

Isaac  Walls. 
Author's  title:  '•'•  God  is  Everywhere.^''  It  is  a 
part  of  his  version  of  P.s.  cxxxix.,  pul)lished  in 
1719.  "O  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  me,  and  know- 
cth  me.  Thou  knowest  my  down-sitting  and  mine 
up -rising;  thou  understandest  my  thought  afar 
ofl".  Thou  compassest  my  jiath  and  my  lying  down, 
and  art  acquainted  with  all  my  ways.  For  there 
is  not  a  word  in  my  tongue,  but,  lo,  O  Lord,  thou 
knowest  it  altogether.  Thou  hast  set  me  behind 
and  before,  and  laid  thine  hand  upon  me.  Such 
knowledge  is  too  wonderful  for  nie;  it  is  high.  I 
cannot  attain  unto  it."  Yvowxihc  Psalms  of  Davidy 
1719. 


34  c.  M. 

EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  tliy  face; 
jNIy  tliirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 
Beneath  a  ])in-ning  sky. 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand ; 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

n  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  jiower 
Through  all  thy  temj)le  shine ; 
iMy  (lod,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour. 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  all  tlje  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 

As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  tiistc. 

And  in  thy  i)resence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  it«elf,  with  all  its  joys. 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 


DIVINE   ATTRIBUTES. 


23 


()  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 
I'll  bless  my  God  and  King; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray. 
And  tunc  my  lips  to  sing. 

Isaac  Watts. 

The  author's  title  i^:  "  The  Morning  of  a  Lord's 
Day.'''  It  is  based  on  Ps.  Ixiii.  1-5:  "O  God,  tliou 
art  my  God ;  early  will  I  seek  thee;  my  soul  thirsteth 
for  thee,  my  llesli  longcth  for  thee  in  a  dry  and 
thirsty  lanil,  Avhei-e  no  water  is:  to  see  thy  power 
and  thy  glory,  so  as  1  have  seen  thee  in  the  sanctu- 
ary. Because  thy  loving-kindness  is  better  than 
life,  my  lips  shall  praise  thee.  Thus  will  I  bless 
thee  while  I  live:  I  will  lift  up  my  hands  in  thy 
name.  3Iy  soul  shall  be  satisfied  as  with  marrow 
and  fatness:  and  my  mouth  shall  praise  thee  with 
joyful  lips."    From  the  Psalms  of  David,  1711). 


35  c.  M. 

LET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  strength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak. 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down. 

When  virtue  lies  distressed 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown. 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel, 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry ; 
And  theii  best  wishes  to  fuliflll. 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere : 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  th}^  praise. 

And  spread  thy  fame  abroad : 

Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 

The  honors  of  their  God. 

Isaac  Watts. 

This  is  a  paraphrase  of  Ps.  cxlv.  11:-21,  and  was 
first  published  in  1719,  under  the  title:  '■'■  Mercy  to 
Sufferers;  or,  God  Hearing  Prayer.''  Two  verses 
of  the  original  are  omitted,  and  those  here  given 
have  been  slightly  altered.  From  the  author's 
Psalms  of  David,  1719. 


36  c.  M. 

BLEST  be  our  everlasting  Lord, 
Our  Father,  God,  and  King ! 
Thy  sovereign  goodness  we  record. 
Thy  glorious  power  we  sing. 


2  Thou  hast  on  us  the  grace  bestowed, 

Thy  greatness  to  pro(;laim  ; 
And  therefore  now  we  thank  our  God, 
And  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

3  Thy  glorious  name,  and  nature's  powers, 

Thou  dost  to  us  make  known; 
And  all  the  Deity  is  oun^. 
Through  thy  inc-arnatc  Son. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Scripture  Hymns,  17G2.  IJased  on  1 
Chron.  xxix.  10-13:  "■Blessed  be  thou,  Lord  God  of 
Israel  our  father,  forever  and  ever.  Thine,  O  Lord, 
is  the  greatness  and  tlie  power  and  the  glory. .  .  . 
Now  therefoie,  our  God,  we  thank  thee  and  praise 
thy  glorious  name."  The  author  has  three  hymns 
based  on  this  passage  from  which  the  three  stan- 
zas above  have  been  selected. 


37  c.  M. 

SHALL  foolish,  weak,  short-sighted  man 
Beyond  archangels  go. 
The  great  almighty  God  explain, 

Or  to  perfection  know  ? 
His  attributes  divinely  soar 
Above  the  creature's  sight. 
And  prostrate  seraphim  adore 
The  glorious  Infinite. 

2  Jehovah's  everlasting  days, 

They  cannot  numbered  be ; 
Incomprehensible  the  space 

Of  thine  immensity : 
Thy  wisdom's  depths  by  reason's  lino 

In  vain  we  strive  to  sound, 
Or  stretch  our  lab'ring  thought  t'  assign 

Omnipotence  a  bound. 

3  The  brightness  of  thy  glories  leaves 

Description  far  below ; 
Nor  man,  nor  angel's  heart  conceives 

How  deep  thy  mercies  flow  : 
Thy  love  is  most  unsearchable. 

And  dazzles  all  above  ; 
They  gaze,  but  cannot  count  or  tell 

The  treasures  of  thy  love  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

Based  on  Job  xi.  7-9:  "Canst  thou  by  searching 
find  out  God?  canst  thou  find  out  the  Almiglity  unto 
perfection?  It  is  as  high  as  heaven;  what  canst 
thou  do?  deeper  than  hell;  what  canst  thou  knowv 
The  measure  thereof  is  k)nger  than  the  earth,  and 
broader  than  the  sea."  This  hymn  is  found  in  no 
other  Church  collection.  It  is  from  Short  Script- 
ure Hymns,  1762. 


21 


BEING  AND   PERFECTIONS   OF   GOD. 


38  L.  M.     I). 

'piIE  Fpacious  firmament  on  liigh, 

J.   With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  si)angled  heavens,  a  shining  IVaun', 
Tijeir  great  Original  proclaim  : 
Til'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day 
Doth  Ids  Creator's  i)ower  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  tiikes  up  the  wondrous  tide. 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 
Rei)eat<  the  story  of  her  birtli : 
"Wlnle  all  the  stiirs  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  i)lanets  in  their  turn, 
(■onfirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll. 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  ix:)le. 

B  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark,  terrestrial  ball? 
AVhat  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found? 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
Forever  singing  as  they  shine, 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

Joseph  Addison. 

Tins  publiinc  romposlliou  is  thought  by  many 
to  !)(•  tlie  best  of  Adtlisou's  liyuiiis.  It  is  the  lan- 
tjiiagc  of  one  who  knows  how  to  reason  "from 
jiature  up  lo  natuie's  Ciod,"  and  not  only  to  reason, 
but  lo  worship.  J t  first  appeared  in  1712,  at  the  end 
of  an  article  in  Ihe  Spectator  on  '■^The  Right  Means 
to  Strenijthen  Faith.''''  It  isbaseil  on  Psalm  xix.  1-G: 
*'The  heavens  declare  the  gloi-y  of  God;  and  the 
firmament  showeth  his  handiwork.  Day  unto 
<laj'  utteieth  8i)eech,  and  night  unto  night  showeth 
knowledge.  There  is  no  speech  nor  language 
where  their  voice  is  not  heard.  Their  line  is  gone 
out  through  all  the  eailh,  and  their  words  to  the 
end  of  (he  woild.  In  them  hath  he  set  a  tabernacle 
for  the  sun,  which  is  as  a  bi-idegroom  coming  out 
of  his  chamber,  and  rejoiceth  as  a  strong  man  to 
run  a  race.  His  j^oing  foi-th  is  fiom  the  end  of  the 
lieavcn,  and  his  circuit  unto  tlie  ends  of  it:  and 
tijere  is  nothing  hid  from  llic  heat  Ihcieof." 


39 

INFINITE  (iod,  to  thee  we  raise 
C)iir  hearts  in  solemn  songs  of  j)raise; 
l>y  all  thy  works  on  earth  adored, 
We  worsliij)  thee,  the  connnon  L<ti<l ; 
The  everlasting  Father  own, 
An<l  ]>ow  ourselves  before  thv  throne. 


2  Thee  all  the  choir  of  angels  sings, 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings ; 
Cherubs  i)roclaim  thy  praise  aloud, 
And  seraphs  shout  the  Triune  God; 
And  "  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  cry, 

"  Thy  glory  fdls  both  earth  and  sky ! " 

3  Father  of  endless  majesty. 

All  might  and  love  we  render  thee; 

Thy  true  and  only  Son  adore. 

The  same  in  dignity  and  power; 

And  God  the  Holy  Ghost  declare, 

The  saints'  eternal  Comforter. 

VharJcs  WcsJcy. 

From  Redemption  Hymns,  1747.  These  are  the 
first,  second,  and  fifth  of  the  original  foui'teen  stan- 
zas by  the  author  on  the  7V;  Deuia  Laudamus. 

40  L-  ^i-    G  1. 

THE  Lord  my  jxisture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye: 
]\Iy  noonday  walks  he  shall  atttuid, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint. 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads. 
My  weary,  wandering  ste|>s  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscai)e  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way. 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned. 
And  streams  shall  nmrmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread. 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
INIy  steadfast  heait  shall  fear  no  ill. 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

Joseph  Adffison. 
This  hymn  first  api)eared  in  1712  in  the  Sprrfatf))-^ 
at  the  eml  of  an  article  on  ^'■Tnist  in  the  Supreme 
Ileinff,^*  the  closing  sentence  of  which  is:  "  David 
has  very  beautifully  rei)resente(l  this  steady  re- 
liance on  God  Almighty  iii  Tsalm  xxiii.,  which  is  a 
kind  of  i)astoral  hymn,  and  filleil  with  the  alia- 


DIVINE  ATTRIBUTES. 


eions  ■\vhicli  are  us-ual  in  that  kind  of  writinj!:.  As 
the  i)oetry  is  very  ex<iuisLto,  I  shall  i)rcscnt  my 
leaders -with  the  following  translation  of  it."  And 
then  follows  the  hynni,  as  here  given,  excei)t  that 
tne  third  and  fonrth  stanzas  have  been  tiansposed, 
l>y  which  transposition  inneh  is  gained  in  secnring 
a  climactic  arrangement  to  the  hymn,  which  is 
r.oticeably  wanting  in  the  original  order  of  the 
stanzas. 

41  CM. 

OGOD,  our  strength,  to  thee  our  song 
With  grateful  hearts  we  raise ; 
To  thee,  and  thee  alone,  belong 
All  worship,  love  and  praise. 
2  In  trouble's  dark  and  stormy  hour 
Thine  ear  hath  heard  our  prayer; 
And  graciously  thine  arm  of  power 
Hath  saved  us  from  despair. 
o  And  thou,  0  ever  gracious  Lord, 
AVilt  keep  thy  promise  still, 
If,  meekly  hearkening  to  thy  word, 
We  seek  to  do  thy  will. 

4  Led  by  the  light  thy  grace  imparts. 

Ne'er  may  we  bow  the  knee 
To  idols,  which  our  wayward  hearts 
Set  up  instead  of  thee. 

5  So  shall  thy  choicest  gifts,  0  Lord, 

Thy  faithful  people  bless; 
For  tliem  shall  earth  its  stores  aCbrd, 
And  heaven  its  happiness. 

Harriet  Anber. 
I'naltercd  and  comi)lete.  Based  on  parts  of 
Psalm  Ixxxi. :  "  Sing  aloud  unto  God  our  strength : 
make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  God  of  Jacob.  .  .  . 
Thou  calledst  in  trouble,  and  I  delivered  thee.  I  an- 
swered thee  in  the  secret  place.  .  .  .  O  Israel,  if  thou 
Milt  hearken  unto  me;  there  shall  no  strange  god 
he  in  thee;  neither  shalt  thou  worship  any  strange 
god.  I  am  the  T^ord  thy  God,  that;  brought  thee 
out  of  the  land  of  Egypt."' 


42 


C.  II. 


F 


\THEIl,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand 

signs, 
-  By  thousands  throuah  the  skies. 

2  Tho^'e  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  i)Ower ; 
Their  motions  speak  thy  skill ; 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 


3  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ; 
They  show  the  labor  of  thy  Iiands, 
Or  impress  of  thy  feet. 

4  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
AVhere  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms, 

5  Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  reverent  awe ; 

AVe  love  and  we  adore : 
The  first  archangel  never  saw 

So  mtich  of  God  before. 
G  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known. 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brighter  shone. 

The  justice  or  the  grace. 

Isaac  Watts. 
In  the  author's  Horce  Lyricce  (1709)  this  hymn  bears 
the  title:    ^^God   Glorious  and   Sinners  Saved.'* 
The  last  three  stanzas  are  omitted: 

7  When  sinners  broke  the  Father's  laws, 

The  dying  Son  atones: 
Oh  the  dear  mysteries  of  his  cross, 
The  triumph  of  his  groans! 

8  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains; 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
Aud  try  their  choicest  strains. 

9  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song: 
"Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  mv  tongue. 


43  .    CM. 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  nnich  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 


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BEING    AND    PERFECTIONS   OF   GOD. 


5  His  puri>o«es  will  lipen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour: 
The  bud  niay  have  a  bitter  tiiste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

C  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

William  Cowprr. 

This  is  the  last  hyimi  written  by  Cowper  for  the 
OlncyCollec/ion,l779,  uiul  bears  the  title :  '■^Light  Shin- 
ing out  of  Darkness.''^  It  is,  as  Moutgomei  y  has  said, 
rendered  '•'awfully  interesting"  by  the  circuni- 
stanees  under  which  it  was  written— in  "the  twi- 
light of  departing  reason."  It  was  after  his  second 
attack  of  insanity,  in  1773,  had  begun  to  show  signs 
of  the  coming  night  of  mental  darkness.  Meditat- 
ing suicide,  he  had  engaged  a  coachman  to  take  him 
to  a  certain  i)lace  in  the  river  Ouso,  intending  tliere 
to  drown  himself.  But  the  coachman  lost  his  way — 
>hall  we  say  accidentally  or  providentially? — and 
Mas  so  belated  that  the  trip  was  abandoned.  In  the 
meantime  the  suicidal  si)ell  Avas  broken,  and  the 
l)oet,  instead  of  carrying  out  his  original  intention, 
returned  home,  and  wrote  this  profonn<l,  beau- 
tiful, and  tender  lyric,  the  most  popular  ever  writ- 
ten on  the  deep  mysteries  of  providence.  About 
this  time  C'owper  wrote  of  himself:  "  I  have  never 
met,  either  in  books  or  in  conversation,  with  an 
experience  at  all  similar  to  mine.  More  than  a 
twelve-month  has  passe<l  since  I  began  to  hope 
tliat  having  walked  the  whole  breadth  of  the  bot- 
ton\  of  the  Bed  Sea,  I  was  beginning  to  climb  the 
oi)posite  shore,  and  I  i)roposed  to  sing  the  Song  of 
Closes.  But  I  l>avc  been  disappointed."  Yet  he 
can  still  add,  speaking  to  the  Saviour:  "I  love 
thee,  even  now,  more  than  niany  who  see  thee 
«laily,"  "•  It  was  such  agonies  as  these,"  observes 
Dullield,  "  which  have  given  Cowper's  hymns  tlieir 
marvelous  hold  upon  liie  heart."  James  T.  Fields 
has  fcai<l  that  to  be  the  author  of  such  a  hymn  as 
tliis  is  an  acliievement  that  angels  themselves 
miglit  envy.  The  criticisms  of  Richard  Watson 
{LifeofWcsln/,]).  277)  ui)on  the  rhyme  and  theflguie 
containe<l  in  the  fifth  stanza  arc  liyi)ercritical. 
The  rhyme  is  allowable,  and  the  figure  of  tlie  bit- 
ter-tasting Inul  an<l  the  sweet-smelling  flower  is 
notoidy  true  to  natui-e,  but  admirably  adapted  to 
exi)ressing,  in  fine  i»oetic  sentiment,  the  thought  in 
the  mind  of  tlu;  jioct:  "■What  I  do  thoii  knowest 
not  now,  but  thou  shalt  know  hereafler."  A  great 
artist  said  he  ncvei*  lUM-mllteil  "baiiuH  and  fools" 
to  look  at  liis  paintings  until  finished;  only  artists 
or  wise  men  might  sec  them  when  only  half  fin- 
ihlied.  The  wisest  and  best  alone  nic  cai)al)le  of 
jtronouncing  Judgir.ent  upon  (;od"s  nnlini^luMl 
pi-ovirlencc-.. 


44  c.  M. 

SINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 
God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
O  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways? 

2  Good  when  he  gives — supremely  good — 
Nor  less  when  he  denies : 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

o  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love. 

So  constint  and  so  kind  ? 

To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned. 

Jcimcs  ITcrvcii. 

This  hymn  fii>t  a])peared  in  the  authoi's  cele- 
brated work  titlecl  Mcditaiiuus  (17-tl\  where  it  is 
precedeil  by  this  sentence:  "■Be  still,  then,  thou 
uneasy  mortal:  know  that  God  is  unerringly  Avise, 
and  be  assured  that  amidst  the  greatest  multiplic- 
ity of  beings  lie  does  not  overlook  thee."  Verses 
two  and  three  have  been  transposed.  In  verse  one 
the  author  wrote  "•downward  tracks"  for  "•vary- 
ing scenes,"  and  "  regulate  "  for  "  to  appoint."  lu 
verse  thiee  he  wrote: 

"Since  none  can  doubt  his  ciiual  lo\  c. 
Immeasurably  kind." 
A  fourth  stanza  is  found  in  many  collections: 
In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 
^ly  God,  inscribe  my  name; 
There  let  it  fill  some  humble  i>lace 
Beneath  mv  Lord,  the  Lamb. 


45 


c.  i\i. 


THY  way,  0  Lord,  is  in  the  sea; 
Thy  i)aths  we  cannot  trace, 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  As  through  a  glass,  we  dimly  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 
How  little  do  we  know  of  thee, 
Or  uf  the  j(iys  above ! 

;>  'Tis  but  in  jiart  we  know  thy  will ; 
AVe  bless  thee  for  the  sight ; 
Soon  w  ill  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light. 

4  AVith  rai)tur('  shall  we  then  survey 

Thy  i)rovidence  and  grace, 

And  spend  an  ev(>rlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

John  Fauittt. 


DIVINE  ATTRIBUTES. 


27 


tioni  the  author's  i/i/??J«.s  Adapted  to  the  Cir- 
cumstances of  Public  Worship  and  Private  Devo- 
tion, 1782.  Based  on  Ps.  Lxxvii.  li):  "Thy  way  is  in 
the  sea  and  thy  path  in  the  great  waters,  aiul  thy 
footsteps  are  not  known."  Also,  1  Cor.  xii.  12:  "  For 
now  we  see  thiough  a  glass,  darkly;  but  then  face 
to  face:  now  I  know  in  i)art;  but  then  shall  I  know 
even  as  also  I  am  known."  The  hymn  lias  been 
changed  from  the  first  person  singular  to  the  first 
person  plural.  Three  stanzas  of  the  original  are 
omitted. 


46  c.  M. 

THY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love, 
Unmerited  and  free, 
Deli.sihts  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  misery. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still, 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  to  me. 

To  every  soul,  abound : 
A  vast  unfothomable  sea, 
Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach. 

So  plenteous  is  the  store ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each. 
Enough  for  evermore. 

5  Faithful,  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are, 

A  rock  that  cannot  move : 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

6  Throughout  the  universe  it  reign  ^, 

Unalterably  sure ; 
And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains. 

His  goodness  must  endure. 

CJiarlcs  Wcslct/. 
From  SJiort  Hymns  on  Select  Passages  of  the 
Ilohj  Scriptures,  1702.  Based  on  Exodus  xxxiv.  0: 
'•'•The  Lord  God,  merciful  and  gracious,  longsufl'er- 
ing,  and  abundant  in  goodness  and  truth."  In  the 
last  line  the  author  wrote  "•  The  "  instead  of  "  ITis." 
The  similarity  of  the  sentiments  of  this  hymn  to 
Matthew  Henry's  comments  on  the  same  passage 
of  Scripture  corroborates  what  Charles  "NVeeley 
says  in  the  ]ircfacc  to  the  volume  from  which  this 
hymn  is  taken:  "Many  of  the  thoughts  arc  bor- 
rowed from  IMr.  Henry's  Comments,  Dr.  Gill  on 
the  Pentateuch,  and  Bengelius  on  the  New  Testa- 


47  L.  M. 

GOD  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 
Through  various  deaths  my  soul  iiath  led. 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatid  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  providence  I  see : 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breast? 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie. 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest. 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 

But  thou,  0  Christ,  my  wisdom  art: 
I  ever  into  ruin  run, 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

CJiarles  Weslei/. 
From   Hymns    and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.     The 
original  has  fifteen  stanzas.    The  title  is:  ^'■At  the 
Approach  of  Temptation.''^     In    verse    two    the 
author  wrote  "  O  help  "  for  "Assist."    Two  of  the 
omitted  stanzas  are  worthy  of  a  place  in  this  note, 
as  in  them  he  sings  of  his  deliverance  from  death 
by  shipwreck  and  by  fever;  and  they  have  often 
been  quoted  by  otliers  when  contemplating  similar 
experiences  of  providential  preservation: 
Oft  hath  the  sea  confessed  thy  power, 
And  gaA-c  nie  back  to  thy  command: 
It  could  not,  Lord,  my  life  devour, 

Safe  in  the  hollow  of  thy  hand. 
Oft  from  the  margin  of  the  grave, 

Thou,  Lord,  hast  lifted  \xp  my  head; 
Sudden  I  found  thee  uear  to  save; 
The  fever  owned  thy  touch  and  lied. 


48  L.  :m- 

PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  nccd'st  not  fear; 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near; 
Who  fed  thee,  last,  will  feed  thee  still : 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  sky, 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry ; 
His  promise  all  may  freely  claim : 
Ask  and  receive  in  Jesus'  name. 


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BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


3  Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heart ; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart : 
Then  all  things  else  he'll  freely  give ; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

4  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest, 

That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest ; 

^lay  I  that  happy  person  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity. 

Samuel  Ecking. 

This  hymn  llrst  appeared  in  a  volume  by  the  au- 
thor, tilled  Essays  on  Grace,  Faith,<ind  Repent- 
ance, where  it  has  seven  stanzas,  the  third,  fourth, 
and  fifth  being  here  omitted.  The  above  stanzas 
are  slightly  altered  from  the  original.  The  hymn 
is  based  on  Matt.  vi.  33:  ''But  seek  ye  first  the 
kingdom  o[  Ciod,  and  his  righteousness;  and  all 
tl^ese  things  shall  be  added  unto  you." 

There  is  a  touching  incident  couuccted  with  this 
hymn.  In  IS06  Rev.  James  Ilaxley  was  sent  by  a 
Methodist  Conference  to  itinerate  as  a  missionary  in 
Louisiana,  then  inhabited  chiefly  by  French  Catho- 
lics—which fact,  as  well  as  many  others,  caused 
this  to  be  a  most  diflicuU  field  for  Protestant  mis- 
sionaries. He  was  one  evening  reduced  to  the  very 
verge  of  starvation.  He  had  spent  tlio  preceding 
night  in  a  swamj)  and  had  taken  no  food  for  thirty - 
six  hours,  when  he  reached  a  i)lantation.  He  en- 
tered the  house  and  asked  for  food  and  lodgings, 
saying  that  he  had  no  money.  It  was  a  Roman 
Catholic  family.  The  mistress  of  the  house,  a 
widow  with  several  daughters,  recognized  him  at 
once  as  an  itinerant  Protestant  preacher  and  in- 
sultingly refused  his  rc(iuest.  He  obtained  ])ermis- 
sion,  however,  to  warm  liimself  a  few  minutes  at 
the  fire  before  leaving.  He  felt  very  keenly  the  de- 
mands of  hunger  and  sleep,  and  looked  forward  to 
another  night  in  the  swamp  as  possibly  his  last  on 
earth— for  some  of  his  companions  had  been  found 
dead  in  the  swamp.  As  he  sat  there  musing  before 
the  fire,  he  began  to  think  sweetly  of  the  heavenly 
city,  and  his  heart  filled  with  a  sense  of  peace  and 
gladness  as  he  began,  almost  unconsciously,  to  sing 
to  himself  his  favorite  hymn : 

I'eace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  fear; 

Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near; 

Who  fed  thee  last  will  feed  thee  still: 

]{c  calm  and  sink  into  his  will. 

lie  sung  the  wHole  hymn  through,  and  when  he  bad 
finiilied  he  lookcfl  ai'ound  and  the  mother  and  her 
daughters  were  all  in  teais.  "Come,"  said  the 
n»oth(!r,  calling  to  one  of  her  daughters,  "  let's  go 
ami  i)repare  the  i)reacher  a  good  supper.''  "  Peter," 
said  she,  calling  to  her  son,  "  have  his  hoi-se  ])ut  up 
ami  fed;  he  shall  stay  with  us  a  whole  week  if  he 
will."  Thus  hearts  can  oftentimes  be  moved  by 
sweet  anfl  simple  Christian  song  that  could  be 
icuched  in  no  other  way. 


49  L.  M. 

HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  fidl  glory  shuies ; 
Thy  truth  shall  breaic  through  every  cloud 
Tliat  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keej:); 
AVise  arc  the  wonders  of  thy  hands. 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 

Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share: 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  IMy  God !  how  excellent  thy  grace ! 

Whence  all  our  hopeandcomfortsprings ; 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free. 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

Isaac  Walls. 

'■'•The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  Ood;  or., 
General  Providence  and  Special  Grace^^  is  the 
author's  title  in  his  Psalms  of  David,  171fl.  It  is 
based  on  Ps.  xxxvi.  5-9:  "Thy  mercy,  O  Loi-d, 
is  in  the  heavens;  and  thy  faithfulness  rcachcth 
unto  the  clouds.  Thy  i-ightcousness  is  like  the 
great  mountains;  thy  judgments  are  a  great  deep: 
O  lA)rd,  thou  i)i-eservest  man  and  beast.  How  ex- 
cellent is  thy  lovingkindncss,  O  God!  therefore 
the  children  of  men  put  their  trust  under  the  shad- 
ow of  thy  wings.  They  shall  be  abundantly  satis- 
fied with  the  fatness  of  thy  house;  and  thou  slialt 
make  them  drink  of  the  river  of  thy  pleasures. 
ForAvith  thee  is  the  fountain  of  life:  in  thy  light 
shall  we  see  light."    The  fifth  verse  is  omitted. 


50 


L.  jr. 


F 


VTIIER  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound 


A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found. 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinnei's  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

2  Almiglity  Son,  incarnate  Word, 

Our  Prophet,  Piiest,  Redeemer,  Lord, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  tliy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Internal  Spirit,  by  whose  breatli 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, 
Before  tliy  tlirone  we  sinners  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  quickening  i)ower  extend. 


DIVINE  ATTRIBUTES. 


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4  Jehovah !  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 

Mysterious  Godhead!  Three  in  One! 

Before  thy  throne  wc  sinners  bend ; 

Grace,  pardon,  hfe,  to  us  extend. 

Edward  Cooper. 

This  hj-mn  first  appeared  (so  far  as  known)  in  an 
anonymous  volume  titled  "  Portions  of  the  Psalnis^ 
chiejiy  selected  from  the  Versions  of  Merrick  and 
Watts,  ivith  Occasional  Hymns,  Adapted  to  the 
Service  of  the  Church,  for  every  Sunday  in  the 
Year.  Uttoxeter,  ISOS.'^  It  is  there  acci-edited  to 
""Cooper."  According-  to  the  Free  ChurchHymn- 
Book  ( 188"2)  this  hymn  is  attributed  to  Cooper,  on  the 
authority  of  an  aged  clergyman  wlio  knew  him 
personally— Rev.  John  Wakefield,  Rector  of  Hugh- 
ley,  Salop.  

51  «-M. 

THE  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might, 
The  winds  obey  his  will : 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threat'ning  aspect  roar ! 

The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand. 

And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night !  your  force  combine ! 

Without  his  high  behest. 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies : 
He  yokes  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car. 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend — in  rev'rence  bend ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod ; 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 

Henry  Kirke  White. 
This  hymn  first  a])peared  in  Collyer's  Hymns 
Partly  Collected  and  Partly  Original,  (London, 
1812).  under  the  title,  "  The  Eternal  3Ionarch.''  In 
the  first  line  the  author  wrote  "  full  of"  instead  of 
"clothed  witli;"  it  is  otherwise  unchanged. 


52  c.  M. 

GREAT  God !  to  me  the  sight  afford 
To  him  of  old  allowed  ; 
And  let  my  faith  behold  its  Lord, 
Descending  in  a  cloud ! 


2  In  that  revealing  Spirit  come, 

Thine  attributes  proclaim  ; 
And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 
The  glories  of  thy  name. 

3  Jehovah,  Christ,  I  thee  adore, 

Who  gav'st  my  soul  to  be ! 
Fountain  of  being  and  of  jKJwer, 
And  great  in  majesty. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God,  thou  art; 

But  let  me  rather  prove 
That  name  inspoken  to  ni}'  heai-t, 
Tliat  fav'rite  name  of  Lo\'e. 

5  Merciful  God,  thyself  proclaim 

In  this  polluted  breast : 
Mercy  is  thy  distinguished  name. 
And  suits  the  sinner  best. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Scripture  PTymns,  ]7()2.     l'>ased  on 
Ex.  xxxiv.  5,G:  "And  the  Lord  descended  in  the 
cloud,  and  stood  Avith  him  there,  and  proclaimed 
the  name  of  the  Lord.    And  the  Lord  i)assed  hy 
before  him,  and  proclainieil,  The  Lord,  The  Lord 
God,  merciful  and  gracious,  long-sufl'ering,  and 
abundant  in  gootlness  and  truth."    This  is  thefirst 
part  of  a  hymn  of  twelve  stanzas,  the  second  part 
being  hymn  No.  46,  beginning,  "Thy  ceaseless, un- 
exhausted love."    By  omitting  "down"  from  the 
end  of  the  first  line  in  the  second  stanza,  the  meter 
has  been  i^reserved  at  the  expense  of  the  rhyme- 
perhaps  the  lesser  of  the  two  evils— though  "  come  " 
and  "  known  "  rhyme  almost  as  well  as  do  "  down  " 
and  " known."    The  sixth  stanza  is  omitted: 
6  Our  mis'ry  doth  for  pity  call, 
Our  sin  implores  thy  grace; 
And  thou  art  merciful  to  all 
Our  lost,  apostate  race. 


53  ,         L.M. 

ERE  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 
Or  heaven  and  earth  in  order  stood. 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  e^'erlasting  thou  art  Gcm. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight. 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day ; 
Past^  present,  fiiture,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life's  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  passing  thought  that  soon  is  o'er. 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 

And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 


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BEING  AND  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 


4  To  us,  O  Lord,  tlic  wisdom  give 

E:uh  i>assing  moment  so  to  ^pcnd, 
Tiiat  ^^o  at  loiiirth  with  thee  may  Hve 
AVhere  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 
J  la  rr  ill  Aiibcr. 

A  nohle  hymn,  based  on  Ps.  kc. :  ''  Lord,  thou  hast 
l<ccn  our  dwelling  place  in  all  gcnpiation?.  IJefoie 
the  mountains  Mere  brought  forth  or  ever  thou 
hadst  formed  the  earth  and  the  world,  even  from 
everlasting  to  everlasting  thou  art  God.  .  .  . 
A  tliousand  years  in  thy  sight  are  but  as  yesterday 
when  it  is  jKist,  and  as  a  watch  in  the  night.  They 
are  as  a  sleep.  They  aie  like  the  grass  which  in  the 
morning  groweth  up  and  flourisheth  and  which  in 
the  evening  is  cut  down  and  witheieth.  We  spend 
our  years  as  a  tale  tiiat  is  told.  So  teach  us  to 
number  our  ilays  that  we  may  api)ly  our  hearts 
unto  wisdom."  From  the  author's  Spirit  of  the 
Psalms,  1S2'.). 


54 


L.  M. 

HOLY  as  thou,  0  Lord,  is  none ! 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thy  own : 
A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 
Is  ours — a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Tiiy  only  glory  we  declai-e  ; 
And,  humbled  into  nothinjr,  own 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

3  Sole,  self-existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  hosts  adored. 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty. 

Charles  Weslcij. 

From  Short  TTrjmna  on  Select  Passar/es  of  the 
Holy  Scriptures  (17U2).  Based  on  1  Sam.  ii.  2: 
"•Tiiere  is  none  holy  as  the  Lord;  f<n-  there  is  none 
iKisides  thee:  neither  is  iheie  any  rock  like  our 
(Jod."  Tlie  autlior  wiote ''•  Holy  as  thee''' \x\  verse 
one.    The  following  stanza  has  been  omitte<l: 

4  Thy  power  uni)aralleled  confess, 
Kstablislicd  on  the  rock  of  jieace; 
1'he  lock  lliat  nexeisliall  remove, 
The  i-ock  of  pure,  almighty  love. 


55  L.  M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy ; 
Know  that  the  Lor<l  is  (Jod  alone, 
11(5  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  })0wer,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  : 
And  wiien  like  wand'ring sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  foM  ajiain. 


3  AVe'U  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  AVide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 

Yast  as  eternity  thy  love ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stimd, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 
Isaac  Walt^. 
This  hymn,  which -was  first  published  in  1710,  is 
based  on  the  liundredth  Psalm:  "Make  a  joyful 
noise  unto  the  Lord,  all  ye  lands.    Serve  the  Lord 
with  gladness:  come  before  his  presence  with  sing- 
ing.   Know  ye  that  the  Lord  he  is  Ciod:   it  is  he 
that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we  ourselves;  Ave  are 
his  i)eople,  and  the  sheep  of    his  i)asture.    Enter 
into  his  gates  with  lliank^giving,  and    into   his 
courts  with  praise:,  be  thankful  unto  him,  and  bless 
hisname.    For  the  Lord  isgood;  his  mercy  isever- 
lasting:    and    his   truth  eiulureth   to  all  genera- 
tions." 
Instead  of  the  first  two  lines  above, Watts  wrote: 
"  Nations  attend  before  his  throne 
AVith  solemn  fear,  with  sacred  joy.'' 
They  were  changed  into  their  present  form  by  John 
Wesley,  who  published  the  hymn  in  his  first  Col- 
lection of  Psalms  and  Jlijmns^  printed  at  Charles- 
t(m,  S.  C.  1737.    This  ciiange  very  much  imjnoveil 
and  popularized  the  hymn.    The  first  and  fourili 
stanzas  of  the  original  arc  omitted  above: 

1  Sing  unto  the  Lord  Avith  joyful  voice; 
Let  every  land  his  name  a«l<)re; 
T!ie  British  isles  shall  send  the  noise 
Across  the  ocean  to  the  shore. 

4  We  arc  his  people,  we  his  care, 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame: 
"What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear. 
Almighty  Maker!  to  thy  name? 


56  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  depth  of  love  divine. 
In  Jesus,  God  with  us,  displayed, 
How  bright  thy  beaming  glories  shine  ! 
How    wide    thy    healing    streams    are 
spread ! 

2  With  wliom  dost  thou  delight  to  dwell? 

Sinners,  a  vile  and  thankless  race: 
O  (lod !  what  tongue  aright  can  tell 
How  vast  thy  love,  how  great  thy  grace? 

3  The  dictiites  of  thy  sovereign  will 

AVith  joy  our  grateful  hearts  receive : 
All  thy  delight  in  us  fulfil : 
1a ) !  all  we  arc  to  thee  we  give. 


DIVINE  ATTRIBUTES. 


31 


4  To  thy  sure  love,  thy  tender  care, 

Our  tlesh,  soul,  spirit,  we  resign : 
0  lix  thy  sacred  presence  there, 
And  seal  th'  abode  for  ever  thine ! 

5  O  King  of  glory,  thy  rich  grace 

Our  feeble  thought  surpasses  far; 
Yea,  e'en  our  crimes,  though  numberless. 
Less  numerous  than  thy  mercies  are. 

0  Still,  Lord,  thy  saving  health  display, 

And  arm  our  souls  with  heavenly  zeal : 
So  fearless  shall  we  urge  our  way 
Through  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell. 
Count  Zinzendorf.    Tr.  hij  John  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  17B9,  where  it 
l^oars  the  title  "  God  with  w.s."    Two  inferior  stan- 
zas are  omitted.  

57  ^-  ^^■ 

PARENT  of  good !  thy  bounteous  hand 
Incessant  benefits  distills ; 


And  all  in  air,  or  sea,  or  land, 

With  plenteous  food  and  gladness  fills. 

2  Each  evening  shows  thy  tender  love, 
Each  rising  morn  thy  j^lentcous  grace; 
Thy  wakened  wrath  doth  slowly  move, 
Thy  willing  mercy  flies  apace  ! 

?)  To  thy  benign,  indulgent  care, 

Father,  this  light,  tliis  breath,  we  owe; 
And  all  we  have,  and  all  we  arc, 

From  thee,  great  Source  of  being,  flow. 

4  Thrice  Holy !  thine  the  kingdom  is. 
The  power  omnipotent  is  thine  ; 
And  when  created  nature  dies, 
Thy  never-ceasing  glories  shine. 

Ernest  Lange.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 

This  is  part  of  a  hymn  of  twenty-fonr  stanzas 
beghining,  "  O  God,  thou  bottomless  ab^/ss."  (>e3 
note  under  hynm  No.  V,2.) 


SECTIOX  IT. 

MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


58  c.  M. 

HARK  the  glad  gound !  the  Saviour  comes ! 
The  Saviour  i)roniised  loiit,^ ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  sonj?. 


2  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst. 
The  iron  fettere  yield ! 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray ; 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And,  with  tlie  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humljle  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arclies  ring 
AVith  thy  beloved  name. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

Title:  "  Christ's  Mcssaf/e.^^  This  is  jrenorally  re- 
garded a.s  Dr.  Doddridge's  masterpiece.  It  was 
written  to  1)e  sung  at  the  close  of  a  Christmas  ser- 
mon, preaclied  Deceniber  28th,  1735.  The  text  of 
the  sermon,  and  of  the  hymn  as  well,  is  Luke  iv. 
18,19:  "The  Spirit  of  the  Lord  is  upon  me,  hecau.se 
he  liath  anointed  me  to  jneach  the  gospel  to  the 
poor;  lie  halh  .^cnt  me  to  heal  the  broken-hearted, 
to  preach  deliverance  to  th('cai)tives,  ami  i-ecover- 
Ing  of  sight  to  tl:e  blind,  to  .«et  at  liberty  them  that 
are  bruised,  to  jireach  the  a(reptal)k'  year  of  the 
1.^)1(1."  The  original  hymn  has  been  much  im- 
IM-ovedby  the  omission  of  the  second  and  sixth  stan- 
zas.   It  from  tiie  aiitlior's  Ilymns^  1755. 

(32) 


59  c.  M. 

OY  to  the  world — tlie  Lord  is  come  I 
Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 


J 


2  Joy  to  the  earth — the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
"While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and 
plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow. 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  : 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace. 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness. 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 

First  published  in  1710under  the  title:  "  The  Mrs- 
siah's  Coining  and  Kingdom.'^  This  is  one  of  the 
finest  Advent  hymns  ever  written,  as  its  wide- 
spread and  unchanging  po])ularity  attests.  It  is 
i)ne  of  those  happy  and  joyful  C'iiristian  lyrics  in 
which  Watts's  hymns  abound  and  which  have 
jilaced  him  in  the  very  front  rank  of  the  hymn- 
writers  of  all  ages.  Few  hymns  ever  written  have 
been  sung  to  tunes  so  i)opular  and  so  well  a<lai)ted 
to  the  words  as  "Antioch"  is  to  this  admirable 
hymn.  It  is  based  on  the  latter  part  of  Ps.  xcviii.: 
"■  Sing  unto  the  Lord  with  the  harp;  Avith  the  harp, 
and  the  voice  of  a  jisalin.  With  trumpets  and 
sound  of  cornet  make  a  joyful  noise  before  the 
Lord,  the  King.  I-ct  the  sea  roar,  and  the  fullness 
tlicrcof ;  tht-  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein. 
Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands:  let  the  hills  be  joy- 
ful together  before  the  Lord ;  for  he  cometh  to  judge 
the  earth:  with  rigblconsiuvs  shall  he  judge  the 
world,  and  the  jjcoiile  with  c(iuity." 


ADVENT  AND  INCARNATION. 


33 


60  CM. 

MORTALS,  awake,  witli  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  j^olemn  lay : 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  h'eaven  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 
And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran. 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

o  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew. 
And  loud  the  echo  rolled  : 
The  theme,  the  song,  tlie  joy  was  new ; 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 
Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

T)  With  joy  the  chorus  v.'e'll  repeat, 
"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete : 
Jesus  was  born  to  die." 

G  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  forever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend ! 
Though  earth  and  time  and  life  shall  fail. 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

Samuel  Medley. 

This  hymn  first  appeared  in  Medley's  Hymns, 
new  edition,  1S39,  where  it  bears  tlie  title,  "-The 
Xativity  of  Christ.''^  Three  inferior  stanzas  have 
l)een  omitted.  In  the  fourth  stanza,  line  one,  the 
author  m  rote  "  to"  instead  of  "  through." 


61  CM. 

1T7HILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by 
T  V      night. 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind), 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day. 

Is  born,  of  David's  line. 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 
3 


4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  disj^layed  ; 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing-bands. 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spoke  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  (iod  on  high, 
And  thus  addressed  their  song: 

()  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace : 

Good-will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 

Begin  and  never  cease." 

Xahiivi  Tate. 

This  is  an  almost  literal  reading:  of  Luke  ii.  s-14: 
"And  there  were  in  the  same  country  shepherds 
abiding  in  the  field,  keeping  watch  over  their  fiock 
by  night.  And,  lo,  the  angel  of  the  Lord  came 
upon  them,  and  the  glory  of  the  Lord  shone  round 
about  them;  and  they  were  sore  afraid.  And  the 
angel  said  unto  them,  Fear  not;  for,  behold,  I  bring 
you  good  tidings  of  great  joy,  which  shall  be  to  all 
people.  For  unto  yon  is  born  this  day,  in  the  city 
of  David,  a  Saviour,  which  is  Christ  the  Lord. 
And  this  shall  be  a  sign  unto  you:  Ye  shall  find  the 
babe  wrapped  in  swaddling  clothes,  lying  in  a 
manger.  And  suddenly  thei'e  was  Avith  the  angel 
a  multitiide  of  the  heavenly  host,  ])raising  God  and 
saying,  Glory  to  God  in  the  highest,  and  on  earth 
peace,  good  av ill  toward  men."  It  first  appeared 
in  1703,  in  a  supplement  to  Tate  and  Brady's  Xeiv 
Versio)i  of  the  Psalms,  which  had  been  published 
in  1696.  

62  L-  M. 

SIXG,  all  in  heaven,  at  Jesus'  birth, 
Glory  to  God,  and  peace  on  earth : 
Inciirnate  love  in  Christ  is  seen, 
Pure  mercy  and  good- will  to  men. 

2  Praise  him,  extolled  above  all  height, 
Who  doth  in  worthless  worms  delight ; 
God  reconciled  in  Christ  confess, 
Your  present  and  eternal  peace. 

3  From  Jesus,  manifest  below, 
Rivers  of  pure  salvation  flow. 

And  pour  on  man's  distinguished  race 
Their  everlasting  streams  of  grace. 

4  Sing,  every  soul  of  Adam's  line. 
The  fav'rite  attribute  divine. 
Ascribing,  with  the  hosts  above. 
All  glory  to  the  God  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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MEDIATION    OF    CHRIST. 


Thi^  hvnm  luuls  :\  i.lace  in  no  other  Chui-ch  col- 
kMtion.  It  is  bu^^cnl  ou  Luke  ii.  U:  -Glory  to  God 
m  the  highest,  and  on  earth,"  etc.  It  is  from  Short 
Scripture  Hinnns,  1702. 


03  ''■  ^-  ,   . 

HARK!  the  herald  an.Ln'ls  Pinor, 
"Glory  U)  the  new-born  King; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled :  " 
•    Joy  fill  all  ye  nations  rise  ; 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies ; 
With  th'  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
'•  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

2  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored, 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord  ; 
Late  in  time  l^ehold  him  come, 

( )ffspring  of  a  virgin's  womb ; 
Veil'd  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see, 
ILiil  th'  incarnate  Deity  ! 
Pleased  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 
Jesus  our  Immanuel  here. 

3  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Risen  with  liealing  in  his  wings. 
]\Iild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home ; 
Rise,  the  woman's  conciu'ring  Seed, 
Bruise  in  us  the  serpent's  head ; 
Adiim's  likeness  now  efface, 
Stiiinp  thine  image  in  its  place : 
iSet'ond  Adam  from  above, 
Reinstiite  us  in  thy  love. 

Charles  Wcsleij. 

This  ^'■Ihimnfor  Cliristnias  J)(ii/^^  is  taken  from 
the  anthor's  Ifi/uinsfUKl  Sarrrd  Poems,  IT')'.),  where 
It  li.is  ten  stanzas.  The  first  two  lines  have  been 
i-haiiK*''!-     The  aiitlior  wrote: 

"■  ll:ii-k  !  how  all  tlu!  welkin  liners, 
(;!ory  to  the  Kinjj  of  kings!  " 
TlK'  change  was  made  hy  Martin  Ma<lan  about 
17(U),  and  afterward  adopted  by  .John  Wesley— or, 
perhaps,  made  by  Joim  Wesley  hinicelf.     This  is 


the  only  hymn  by  Charles  Wesley,  says  DulUeld, 
which  has  been  included  in  the  Chureli  of  England's 
Book  of  Conuiion  Prayer.  Its  history  is  singular 
enough.  No  one  can  tell  how  it  came  into  the 
Prayer-book  unless  in  the  same  way  as  some  of 
Dotldridge's  pieces.  At  the  end  of  the  "  New  Ver- 
sion ■'  of  the  I'salms,  which  was  introduced  by 
order  of  William  111.  in  1U%,  occur  several  hymns, 
of  which  this  is  oue,aud  Doddridge's  "My  God, 
and  is  thy  table  spread'?"  another.  These  seem  to 
have  been  introduced  about  the  year  181S  l)y  a 
"dissenting  University  printer,"  who,  having  sev- 
eral blank  i)ages  in  his  "  form,"  filled  them  up  with 
.six  hymns,  which  were  not  objected  to  at  the  time 
by  those  having  immediate  supervision,  and  have 
never  been  canceled.  The  "  Cniversity  printer" 
who  put  this  hymn  by  Wesley  in  certainly  showed 
his  good  judgment  in  the  selection.  And  the 
curious  fact  remains  that,  being  once  introducetl, 
whether  with  or  without  authority,  there  has  been 
no  getting  it  out.  As  it  could  not  be  settled  how  it 
got  in,  so  there  is  no  possibility  of  breaking  over 
that  Anglicanism  which  reverences  authority  and 
precedent  and  liesitates  to  alter  whatever  /.s,  ''ven 
though  it  be  uncertain  by  what  authority  \\  ^ame 
to  be.     (See  English  Jhimns.) 


64  c.  M. 

To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 
To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
For  evermore  adored  ; 
The  Wonderful,  tlie  Counselor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

;5  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread; 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know  ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

4  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 
To  us  a  Son  is  giveti ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  mighty  Lord  of  heaven. 

John  Morrison. 

This  is  part  of  a  parai.hra-e  of  Isaiah  ix.  2-8, 
found  in  the  Paraphrases  ai)pended  to  the  Scotch 
version  of  the  Tsalms.  It  there  has  six  stanzas, 
the  llrst  three  of  which  are  bere  omitted.  The 
fourth  stanza  alM.ve  is  no  part  of  the  original,  but 
has  been  made  imt  of  the  llrst  and  sec(m<l  stanzas 
by  some  unknown  editor.    Date  of  hymn,  1770. 


ADVEiNT  AND  INCARNATION. 


OO 


05  C.  M. 

Vi  ALVATION,  O  the  joyful  sound  ! 
kJ     'Tis  pleassure  to  our  ears : 
A  so V 'reign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

AVhile  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

Isaac  Walts. 
In  the  author's  ITijmns  and  SpiriCnal  Songs, 
1707,  this  bears  the  title:  '-'■  Salvation.'"'  A  fourth 
stanza,  beginuinj?,  '' Salv.ntiou,  O  thou  bleeding 
I.anib,"'  is  found  in  most  of  the  Church  collections, 
but  it  was  nctt  written  by  Watts.  It  is  thought  to 
iiave  been  added  by  Walter  Shirley,  as  it  first  ap- 
peared in  Lady  Huntingdon's  Collection.,  of  which 
be  was  editor. 


66  s.  M. 

FATHER,  our  hearts  we  lift 
Up  to  thy  gracious  throne. 
And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son. 

2  The  gift  unspeakable 

We  thankfully  receive, 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodness  tell, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Jesus,  the  holy  Child, 

Doth  by  his  birth  declare 
That  God -and  man  are  reconciled. 
And  one  in  him  we  are. 

4  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 

AVhich  never  more  shall  end  : 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings, 
Declares  himself  our  friend. 

5  His  kingdom  from  above 

He  doth  to  us  impart. 
And  pure  benevolence  and  love 
O'erflow  the  foithful  heart. 

6  Changed  in  a  moment,  w^e 

The  sweet  attraction  find, 
AVith  open  arms  of  charity 
Embracing  all  mankind. 

Charles  Wesley. 


This  hyniii  flncls  u  place  in  no  other  Church  col- 
lection, not  even  in  the  Wesleyan.  The  following 
two  stanzas  were  in  the  old  edition  of  the  llvnin 
Book : 

7  O  might  they  all  receive 

The  new-born  I'rince  of  Peace  ! 
And  meekly  in  his  spirit  live, 
And  in  his  love  increase  I 

8  Till  he  convey  us  home, 

Cry  every  soul  aloud. 
Come,  thou  Desire  of  nations,  come, 
And  take  us  up  to  God! 
It  is  one  of  the  author's  c\'ihiQGi\  Hymns  for  the 
yativity  of  our  Lord.,  1744. 


67  L.  M. 

To  us  this  day  a  Child  is  given, 
To  crown  us  with  the  joy  of  heaven  : 
Good  news  from  heaven  the  angels  bring, 
Glad  tidings  to  the  earth  they  sing. 

2  All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord, 
Clothed  in  the  garb  of  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Choosing  a  manger  for  thy  throne, 
AVhile  worlds  on  worlds  are  thine  alone. 

3  A  little  Child,  thou  art  our  guest. 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest ; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth, 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 

4  Were  earth  a  thousand  times  as  foir. 
Beset  with  gold  and  jewels  rare, 
She  yet  were  far  too  poor  to  be 

A  narrow  cradle.  Lord,  for  thee. 

5  Ah,  blessed  Jesus,  holy  Child, 
INLake  thee  a  bed,  soft,  undefiled, 
AVithin  my  heart,  that  it  may  be 
A  quiet  chamber  kept  for  thee. 

Martin  Luther.  Tr.  by  A  .  T.  Russell.  {Alt.) 
The  above  siniple  but  beautiful  Christmas  hymn 
is  made  out  of  two  hymns,  both  written  by  Luthe:-, 
l)ut  only  one  of  which  was  translated  by  Dr.  llus- 
sell.  The  first,  fourth,  and  fifth  stanzas  belong  to 
Dr.  Russell's  hymn,  Avhich  usually  begins  with  the 
third  line,  "Good  news  from  heaven  the  angels 
l)iing."  The  seconil  and  third  stanzas  above  are 
tlie  first  and  third  stanzas  of  a  hymn  that  first  aj)- 
peared  in  its  English  form  in  the  Sabbath  Hymn 
Book  (Andover,  183!)).  It  is  a  translation,  by  an 
unknown  author,  of  a  hymn  by  Luther,  Avhich  is 
itself  a  translation  of  a  Latin  hymn  by  Xotker 
Balbulus,  of  St.  Gall,  beginning  ''Grates  nunc 
omnes  rcdckonus."^ 


86 


MEDIATION    OF   CHIIIST. 


H 


08  8.,  7.. 

\RK  I  what  mean    those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo !  the  angelic  host  rejoices, 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy : 
"  Glory  in  the  liighest,  glory. 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven ! 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Ciirist  is  born,  the  great  Anointed  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing; 
O  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  "  ILasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him  ; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy; 
Till  in  hea\en  ye  sing  before  him, 
'  Glory  l)e  to  God  most  high ! ' " 

John  Cawood. 

This  liyinii  was  written  '•'•For  Christmas  Day." 
Ill  vei-sc  one  the  .intlior  wrote  "warbling  in"  for 
"•sounding  through;"  "Sure"  for  "  Lo;"  "loud- 
est" for  "heavenly;"  and  in  verse  four,  "  glory  " 
lor  "  i)raises,"  and  "  glad  "  for  "  O."    Each  stanza, 
as  oiiginaily  written,  was  followed  hy  "Hallelu- 
jah."   Its  date  is  1819.    One  stanza  is  omitted: 
6  T>et  ns  learn  the  wondrous  story 
Of  oui-  great  llecU'enier's  birth; 
Spread  tlic  brightness  of  his  glory 
Till  it  eover  all  the  earth. 


00  L.  >f- 

WIIKX  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glitt'ring  hosts  bestud  the  sky, 
One  stiir  alone  of  all  the  train 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

2  Hark  !  liark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 
From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
P.ut  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks. 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

:;  It  is  my  g'lide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

Tt  bids  my  dark  forebodings  cea.se; 
And  til  rough  life's  storm  and  danger's  tlirall, 
Jt  leads  me  to  the  port  of  i)eace. 


-i  Thus,  safely  moored,  my  j^erils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  fii-st  in  night's  diadem. 
For  ever,  and  for  evermore, 
The  Star !  the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

Ih'unj  Kirkc  Mlute. 

The  tliird  and  fourth  stanzas  of  the  original  arc 
here  omitted: 

il  Once  on  the  raging  seas  T  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  hoiror  then  my  vitals  froze; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose. 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

In  the  third  stanza  above,  "was"  has  been 
changed  to  "  is,"  "  bade  "  to  "  bids,"  "  the  storm  " 
to  "life's  storm,"  "led"  to  "leads;"  and  in  verse 
four,  "Now  "  to  "Thus."  Strangely  enough,  in  the 
former  edition  of  our  Hymn  Book  this  hymn  was 
l)ut  under  t!ic  head  entitled:  "On  «  Voijafjc.'^  In 
most  collections  it  is  i»laced  among  the  Advent  and 
Incarnation  hymns,  being  published  entire  and 
unchanged.  Both  classifications  seem  equally  in- 
appropriate. The  only  way  to  adapt  it  to  its  pres- 
ent subject  and  sxirroundings  is  to  do  what  has 
here  been  done— viz.:  omit  the  third  and  fourth 
stanzas,  and  change  the  tense  of  the  third  stanza 
from  the  past  to  the  i)iesent.  By  this  means  it  is 
adjust-ed  to  the  i)rescnt  subject.  But,  in  truth,  the 
author  had  neither  a  "voyage"  nor  the  "Advent" 
in  mind  in  wiiting  this  hymn.  It  was  written  to 
describe  his  religious  experience  and  to  commem- 
oi-ate  his  conversion,  Avith  special  reference  to  the 
si)iritual  skepticism  that  had  marked  his  unregen- 
erate  state  ancl  turned  his  life  into  a  "  raging  sea," 
on  which  his  foundering  bark  was  tossed  in  the 
darkened  night,  threatening  speedy  destruction, 
when  suddenly  the  "Star  of  Bethlehem"  arose 
and  guided  him  to  the  "  port  of  peace." 

Dr.  Nettleton,  comi)iler  of  the  Village  ITijmns^ 
was  an  eminently  useful  evangelist.  During  one 
of  his  tours,  which  were  so  remarkably  blessed  in 
tlie  salvation  of  souls,  he  stopi)ed  at  a  house  in  the 
region  of  the  Catskill  Mountains.  While  convers- 
ing with  the  older  members  of  the  family,  he  heai-d 
two  young,  sweet,  and  clear  voices  in  a  I'oom  above 
warbling  the  excjuisitely  beautiful  air  of  Bonnie 
Doon.  "Ask  them,"  said  he  to  the  jiarents,  "to 
come  down  and  sing  it  to  me,  for  I  am  ardently 
devoted  to  music."  The  re(iuest  was  chccifully 
comi)lied  with,  and  he  listened  with  delighted  at- 
tention till  the  close  of  the  song,  when,  kindly 
turning  to  the  young  ladies,  he  said,  "  I  think  I 
can  teach  you  some  far  better  words  to  that  tune," 
and  then  sang  to  them  the  above  beautiful  hymn. 
As  he  ])roceeded  to  sing  it  lie  called  their  attention 
so  touchingly  and   tenderly  to  the  beauty  of  its 


ADVENT  AND  INCARNATION. 


37 


sentiments  that  tears  soon  llowed  from  their  eyes; 
and  those  two  young  ladies  were  among  the  first 
fruits  of  a  gracious  revival  which  attended  his 
labors  in  that  town. 


70  L.  M. 

TO  us  a  Child  of  royal  birth, 
Heir  of  the  i)romises,  is  given ; 
Th'  Invisible  appears  on  earth, 
The  Son  of  man,  the  God  of  heaven. 

2  A  Saviour  born,  in  love  supreme 

He  comes,  our  fallen  souls  to  raise ; 
He  comes,  his  j^eople  to  redeem, 
AVith  all  his  plenitude  of  grace. 

3  The  Christ  by  raptured  seers  foretold, 

Fill'd  with  th'  eternal  S])irit's  power, 
Prophet,  and  Priest,  and  King,  behold, 
And  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  adore. 

4  The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  God  most  high. 

Who  quits  his  throne  on  earth  to  live, 
AVith  joy  we  welcome  from  the  sky. 
With  faith  into  our  hearts  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Scripture  Hymns.,  17G2.     Based  on 
Luke  ii.  11:   "  For  unto  you  is  born  this  day  in  the 
city  of  David  a  Saviour,  which  is  Christ  the  Lord." 


71  C.  M. 

rpHE  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be  slow ; 
-L     His  footsteps  cannot  err; 
liefore  him  righteousness  shall  go, 
His  royal  harbinger. 

2  IMercy  and  Truth,  that  long  were  missed, 

Now  joyfully  are  met ; 
Sweet  Peace  and  Righteousness  have  kiss'd. 
And  hand  in  hand  are  set. 

3  The  nations  all  whom  thou  hast  made 

Shall  come,  and  all  shall  frame 
To  bow  them  low  before  thee,  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  name. 

4  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  to  a  flower, 

Shall  bud  and  blossom  then, 
And  Justice,  from  her  heavenly  bowc^r. 
Look  down  on  mortal  men. 

5  Thee  Avill  I  praise,  0  Lord,  my  God ! 

Thee  honor  and  adore 
With  my  whole  heart;  and  blaze  abroad 
Thy  name  for  evermore ! 

John  Milton. 


Tliis  liymn  is  made  U])  of  jiarts  of  tlic  author's 
l)araphrase  of  I'salms  Ixxxv.  and  Ixxxvi. 

Tlie  five  stanzas  of  tlie  hymn  were  comitoscd  upon 
the  following  passages  fiom  the  Psahns: 

"Righteousness  shall  go  before  him;  and  shall 
set  us  in  the  way  of  his  slei)s."     (I's.  Ixxxv.  18.) 

"  Jlercy  and  truth  aie  met  together;  righteous- 
ness and  j)cace  have  kissed  eacli  other."  (I's. 
Ixxxv.  10.) 

"■All  nations  whoni  thou  hast  made  shall  come 
and  woi'ship  before  thee,  O  Lord;  and  shall  glorily 
thy  name."     (Ps.  Ixxxvi.  9.) 

"  Truth  shall  si)ring  out  of  the  earth;  and  right- 
eousness shall  look  down  from  heaven."  (Ps. 
Ixxxv.  11.) 

"•  1  will  praise  thee,  O  Lord  my  God,  with  all  my 
heart:  and  I  will  glorify  thy  name  for  evermoie/' 
(Ps.  Ixxxvi.  12.) 

"•David  and  IMilton,"  observes  NiUter,  "the 
greatest  of  inspired,  and  the  greatest  of  uninspired, 
lioets,  ought  to  be  able  to  produce  a  valuable 
hymn."  The  only  change  of  Milton's  text  is  in  the 
first  stanza,  Avhich  is  difl'erently  arranged  and 
slightly  alteied: 

"  Before  him  righteousness  shall  go. 

His  royal  harbinger: 
Then  will  he  come,  and  not  bo  slov.", 
His  footsteps  cannot  err." 


72  lis,  los. 

BPvIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
morning. 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  tliine 
aid! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  our  infant   Redeemer  is 
laid! 

2  Cold   on  his   cradle  the    dew-drops    are 

shining, 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall ! 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining. 
Maker,  and  ]Monarch„and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion. 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  off 'ring-s  divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  tlie 

ocean, 
IMyrrh  fro]n  the  forest,  and  gold  from 

the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  se<.-ur(^ : 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Deai'cr  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the 
l)Oor ! 


MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


5  Brighte.^t  and  best  of  the   sons  of  the 
morninL', 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine 
aid ! 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer   is 

laid.  Reginald  Ilebcr. 

This  hymn  on  the  "  Star  of  the  East'''  was  first 
I)uhlishe(l  in  ISU  in  the  Christian  Observer,  and 
loniid  a  place,  the  year  after  the  author's  death, 
i.i  Hymns  Written  and  Adapted  to  the  Weekly 
Church  Service,  1827. 


73  s-.'-'*.-'-^- 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
AV^ing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth  ; 
You  who  sang  creation's  story. 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth : 
Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

2  Shepherds,  in  the  field  abiding, 

AVatching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night, 
God  with  man  is  now  residing ; 

Yonder  shines  the  infant  light : 
Come  and  worship, 
AVorship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

3  Sages,  leave  your  contemplations, 

Brigliter  visions  beam  afar; 
Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations ; 

Ye  have  seen  his  natal  star: 
Come  and  worship, 
AVorship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

4  Saints,bcfore  the  altar  ])ending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear. 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending. 

In  his  temple  shall  appear: 
Come  and  woi-ship, 
AVorship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

5  Sinners,  wrung  with  true  repentance. 

Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains. 
Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 
Mercy  calls  you,  break  your  chains : 
Come  and  worship, 
AVorship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

Ja  nies  Montgomery . 
From  tl»c  Christian  Psalmist,  ISa.').    Original  title 
"  (,'ood  Tidings  of  great  Joy  to  all  People. ^^    ''  Foi 
ouinprcheubiveue.-^si,  appropriateness  of  expression. 


force  and  elevation  of  sentiment,"  says  an  intelli- 
gent and  admiring  critic,  "•  this  hymn  may  clial- 
lenge  comi)arison  wilii  any  hymn  that  ^vas  ever 
written  in  anv  language  or  country."' 


74  L.  ^i. 

HOAV  sw'eetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
AVhen  list'ning  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  foll'wers'  way: 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

:i  "  Come,  wand'rers,  to  my  Father's  home  ; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest." 
Y''es,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come. 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

John  Bowring. 
Author's  title:  '■'■Jesus  Teaching  the  People.''^     It 
is  based  on  Matt.  xi.  28,  2*J.:  "■  Come  unto  me,  all  ye 
that  labt)i-  and  are  heavy  laden,  and  I  will  give  you 
rest.    Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  me; 
fori  am  meek  and  lowly  in  heart;   and  ye  shall 
find  rest  unto  your  souls."     From    the   author's 
Matins  and  Vespers,  1823.    One  stanza  is  omitted: 
4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust! 
IMllars  of  earthly  i)ride,  decay  I 
A  nobler  mansion  wails  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 


75 


8s,  7s.     D. 

ONE  there  is,  above  all  others, 
AA^'ll  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's. 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
AVhich  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
liut  the  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Keconciled  in  him  to  God. 

2  AVhen  he  lived  on  earth  al)asC'(l, 

l-'riend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 

lie  rejoices  in  tlie  same. 
()  for  grace  our  liearts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  l^ord,  at  lengtli  to  love  ; 
AA\»,alas!  forget  too  often, 

AVhat  a  Friend  w(^  luivc  alK)V(\ 

Joftii  Xcnton. 


LIFE  AND  CHARACTEll. 


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'■'Closer  (han  a  Brother  "  is  the  title  of  this  hj-mn 
in  the  Olncy  Hymns,  1779.  It  is  based  on  Proverbs 
xviii.  ai:  "A  man  that  hath  friends  must  show 
liiniself  friendly:  and  there  is  a  friend  that  sticketh 
closer  than  a  brother."  The  hyinn,as  given  above, 
is  nuich  altered  from  the  original,  which  contains 
>ix  stanzas  of  six  lines  each.  The  above  two 
double  stanzas  are  made  from  four  single  stanzas, 
omitting  the  last  two  lines  of  each.  Tlie  omitted 
stanzas  arc : 

3  Men,  when  raised  to  lofty  stations, 
Often  know  their  friends  no  more; 
Slight  and  scorn  their  poor  relations, 

Though  the  J-  valued  them  before: 
But  our  Saviour  always  owns 
Those  whom  he  redeemed  with  groans. 
5  Coidd  we  bear  from  one  another 
What  lie  daily  bears  from  us? 
Yet  this  glorious  Friend  and  Brother 

Loves  us,  though  we  treat  Ilim  thus: 
Though  for  good  we  render  ill, 
He  accounts  us  brethren  still 


76  L.  M. 

WHAT  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 
To  thee,  0  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamh, 
AVhen  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  AVorthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Life,  that  groaned  and 
died ; 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

?)  Power  and  dominion  are  His  due, 

Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar ; 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Though  he  was  charged  with  madness 
here. 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 

Yet  he  sustained  amazing  loss  ; 
To  him  ascribe  eternal  might, 
Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

5  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn  ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

G  Blessings  forever  on  the  Lamb, 

AVho  bore  our  sin,  and  curse,  and  pain  ; 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name. 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen  ! 

Isaac  Watts. 


The  author  prepared  this  hymn  on  "  Christ's  Ilu- 
miiiation  and  Exaltation''  to  be  sung  after  a  KCr- 
nion  on  Rev.  v.  12:  "■  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  that  was 
slain  to  receive  jjower  and  riches,  and  wisdom, 
and  strength,  and  honor,  and  gltjry,  and  blessihg." 
From  the  author's  Jlijnms  and  Spiritual  Soikjs, 
1707. 


77  L.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  blind  their  sight  receive! 
Behold  the  dead  awake  and  live! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders  !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  His  name  ! 

2  Thus  does  th'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
AVliile  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies ! — the  heavens  in  mourning  stood ! 
He  rises — and  appears  a  God ! 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence,  and  forever,  from  my  heart 
I  l3id  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
AVhich  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

I  mac  Walts. 
'•'Miracles  in  the  Life.,  Death  aiid  Jiesurrectiov 
of  Christ  "  is  the  title  of  this  valuable  hymn,  which 
is  based  on  Matt.  xi.  2-C:  "•  Now  when  John  had 
heard  in  the  prison  the  works  of  Christ,  he  sent  two 
of  his  disciples,  and  said  unto  him,  Ait  thoii  he 
that  should  come,  or  do  we  look  for  another?  Jesus 
answered  and  said  unto  them.  Go  and  show  John 
again  those  things  which  ye  do  hear  and  see:  the 
blind  receive  their  sight,  and  the  lame  walk,  the 
lepers  are  cleansed,  and  the  deaf  hear,  the  de;;d 
are  raised  np,  and  the  poor  have  the  gosjicl 
preached  unto  them.  And  blessed  is  he  whosoever 
shall  not  be  ofTended  in  me.'' 


78  L.  M. 

NOAV  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul !  awake,  my  tongue  I 
Hosanna  to  th'  Eternal  Name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See,  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  liis  grace: 
God,  in  the  person  of  Ins  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdon(\ 


40 


MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


3  Grace  I — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme : 
>r y  thought^  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name ! 
Ye  an^^'ls,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  I 

4  O  may  I  reach  that  hai>py  i)lace 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face! 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  hehold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold, 

Isaac  Waits. 
This  is  truly  a  ''  noble  song."'  '■'■Glorij  and  Grace 
ill  the  Prison  of  Christ,"'  the  suhject  of  thiti  song, 
w;i.s  :i  theme  that  always  set  aglow  the  serajjhic  soul 
of  Dr.  Watts.  The  following  stanzas,  the  third  and 
fourth  of  the  original,  have  been  omitted: 

y  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
J'roclaini  the  wise,  the  jwwerful  (Jod; 
And  thy  rich  glories,  from  afar, 
Si>arkle  in  every  rolling  star: 

4  Cut  In  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 
Tlie  noblest  labor  of  thy  hands: 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshijiesthe  wonders  of  the  skies. 


9 


L.  :m. 


il.I  Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
111     I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word : 
r>iit  in  thy  life  the  law  appears. 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def  rence  to  thy  Father's  will. 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountiuns  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here; 

Then  (fod,  tlie  Judge, sliall  own  my  name, 
Among  the  ffjll'wers  of  tlie  Lamb. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'•Tfic  Example,  of  Christ  "  is  the  authoi-'s  title  to 
this  hymn  in  his  Jli/nms  ami  Spiritual  Sonrjs,  1707. 
It  Is  (iiH'<»r  the  vciy  few  good  liymns  we  haveo:i  the 
life  and  ('\anii)le  of  oui-  Lord. 


80 


I). 


HOLY  Land),  who  thee  confess, 
FoU'wers  of  thy  holiness. 
Thee  they  ever  keej)  in  view, 
Kver  ask. "  AVhat  siiall  we  do?  " 


Governed  by  thy  only  will, 
All  thy  words  we  would  fidlill, 
AVould  in  all  thy  foot<tei)s  go, 
AValk  as  Jesus  walked  below. 

2  Wiule  thou  didst  on  earth  appear, 
Servant  to  thy  servants  here, 
INIindful  of  thy  place  above. 

All  thy  life  was  prayer  and  love: 
Such  our  whole  employment  be. 
Works  of  faith  and  charity ; 
Works  of  love  on  man  bestowed, 
Secret  intercourse  with  God. 

3  Early  in  the  temple  meet, 
Ix't  us  still  our  Saviour  greet; 
Nightly  to  the  mount  repair. 
Join  our  praying  Pattern  there: 
There  by  wrestling  faith  obtitin 
Power  to  work  for  God  again ; 
Power  his  image  to  retrieve; 
Power,  like  thee,  our  Lord,  to  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Fiom   the  author's  Family   Ilymns.,   17G7.     Tho 
f(mrtli  i:tanza  is  omitted  : 

4  Vessels,  instruments  of  grace. 
Pass  we  thus  our  happy  days 
'Twixt  the  mount  and  multitude, 
Doing  or  receiving  good; 
dad  to  i)ray  and  labor  on. 
Till  our  earthly  course  is  run. 
Till  we,  on  tiie  sacred  1 1  ee, 
Bow  the  head  and  die  like  thee. 


81 


CM. 


THOU  art  the  way : — to  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee  ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  eeek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 
2  Thou  art  the  Truth  :— thy  word  alcjue 
True  wisdom  can  inii)art ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 
;>  Thou  art  the  Life: — the  rending  tomb 
Proclaims  thy  conqu'ring  arm  ; 
And  those  who  \\\\i  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 
4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life 
Grant  us  that  way  to  know. 
That  truth  to  keej),  that  Life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

(Jeoryv  W.  Doatoe. 


TRANSFIGURATION. 


41 


From  the  author's  So)if/s  by  the  Way^  1824. 
This  hymn  is  based  on  John  xiv.  (5:  ''I  am  the  way, 
ll\e  trutli  and  tlie  life:  no  inau  cometh  unto  the 
Father,  Ijxit  by  me." 


82  i^-  M. 

OLOVE  divine,  that  stooped  to  share 
Oar  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear ! 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earthborn  care ; 
AVe  smile  at  jjain  while  thou  art  near. 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we- tread, 

And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread. 
Our  hearts  still  whispering,  thou  art  near. 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief, 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear. 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf, 
Shall  softly  tell  us  thou  art  near ! 

4  On  thee  we  fling  our  burdening  woe, 

0  Love  divine,  forever  dear ; 
Content  to  suffer  while  we  know. 
Living  and  dying,  thou  art  near ! 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes. 
This  is  titled  a  '•'•Hymn  of  Trust "  in  the  author's 
Poems  (1SB2).  It  was  written  in  1848,  and  published 
in  the  Professor  at  the  Breakfast  Table  {Atlantic 
Monthly.,  November.,  1859).  Dr.  Holmes  has  Avrit- 
ten  one  other  hymn  Avhich  is  in  nearly  all  the  col- 
lections and  which  is  even  more  admired  than  this. 
It  is  to  be  regretted  that  it  has  not  found  a  place  in 
this  collection.  The  Hrst  stanza  of  this  omitted 
hymn  is: 

''  Lord  of  all  being!  throned  afar. 
Thy  gloiy  flames  from  sun  and  star; 
Center  and  soul  of  every  sphere. 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near  I " 


83  c.  M. 

OUT  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  cry, 
Incarnate  Son  of  God : 
The  paths  of  our  humanity. 
Thy  fainting  footsteps  trod.  ~ 

2  Thou  ]Man  of  grief,  who  once  apart 

Didst  all  our  sorrows  bear, — 
The  trembling  hand,  the  fainting  heart, 
The  agony,  and  prayer ! 

3  Is  this  the  consecrated  dower,' 

Thy  chosen  ones  obtain. 
To  know  thy  resurrection  power 
Through  fellowship  of  pain  ? 


4  Then,  0  my  soul,  in  silence  wait; 
Faint  not,  O  faltering  feet ; 
Press  onward  to  that  blest  esUite,  | 

In  righteousness  complete. 

.5  Let  faith  transcend  the  i)assing  hour, 
The  transient  pain  and  strife, 
Upraised  by  an  immortal  power — 
The  power  of  endless  life. 

Elizabeth  Ermiee  Marcy. 
Thi:;  valuable  hymn  was  contributed  by  the  au- 
thor to  the  new //^)h?««Z  of  the  ^lethodist  K])isco- 
pal  Church  in  1877.    As  it  appears  there  the  lirst 
verse  reads: 

Out  of  the  dei)ths  to  thee  I  cry, 
Whose  fainting  footsteps  trod 
The  paths  of  our  humanity, 
Incarnate  Son  of  God  I 


84  c.  M. 

DARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground, 
On  which  the  Lord  was  laid ; 
His  sweat,  like  drops  of  blood,  ran  down; 
In  agony  he  pray'd, — 

2  *'  Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 
Thy  j)leasure  I  fulfill." 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner ;  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow  ; 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee ; 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 

Thomas  Haiveis. 
This  hymn   is  based  on   the  familiar  Scripture 
scene  of  Christ  in  the  garden  of  Gethsemane.     Fi-om 
the  author's  Carmina  Christo;  or,  Hymns  to  the 
Saviour.  1808. 


85  T-  M.    D. 

0  .MASTER,  it  is  good  to  be 
High  on  the  mountain  here  with  thee, 
Where  stand  revealed  to  mortal  gaze 
Those  glorious  saints  of  other  days, 
AVho  once  received  on  Horeb's  height 
The  eternal  laws  of  truth  and  right, 
Or  caught  the  still  small  whisper,  liigher 
Than  storm,  than  earthquake,  or  than  fire. 
2  0  jNIaster,  it  is  good  to  be 
Entranced,  enwrapt,  alone  with  thee  ; 
And  watch  thy  glistering  raiment  glow 
Whiter  than  Ilermon's  whitest  snow  ; 


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MEDIATION   OF  CHRIST. 


The  huuian  liiieaments  that  t^hine 
Irrailiant  with  a  H^'ht  divine; 
Till  we  too  elianij:e  from  grace  to  grace, 
Gazing  on  that  transfigured  face. 

:)  O  Ma^^ter,  it  is  good  to  be 

Here  on  the  holy  mount  with  thee: 
When  darkhng  in  the  depths  of  night, 
AVhen  dazzled  with  excess  of  light, 
AVe  bow  before  the  heavenly  voice 
That  bids  bewildered  souls  rejoice, 
Thougli  love  wax  cold,  and  foith  be  dim, 
*•  This  is  my  Son,  O  hear  ye  him." 

Arthur  Penrhyn  Stanley. 

Tliis  hymn  was  written  in  1872.  In  1S53  Dean 
Stanley  visited  the  Holy  Land.  ITc,  along  with 
other  modern  anthoiitios,  located  the  Translign- 
i-ation  scene  on  Mount  Ilermon.  Two  of  the  older 
liymns  contained  in  this  collection  name  Tabor  as 
tlie  i)rol)able  .ccene  of  the  event.  The  words  of 
I'eter  nttererl  at  tlie  time,  "blaster,  it  is  good  for 
U.S  to  be  here''  (Mark  ix.  .'>),  seem  to  be  tlie  text  of 
the  hymn.  The  second  stanza  of  the  oiigiual  is 
omitted: 
2  O  ^faster,  it  is  good  to  be 

With  thee,  and  with  thy  faithful  three: 

Here,  where  the  Apostle's  heart  of  rock 

Is  nerved  against  temptation's  shock; 

Here,  wliere  the  Son  of  Thunder  learns 

The  thought  that  breathes,  and  word  that  burns; 

Here,  where  on  eagles'  wings  we  move 

Willi  him  whose  last  best  creed  is  Icvc. 


86  i^-  M. 

Ainil^X  at  tliis  distance,  Lord,  we  trace 
V  y    Tlie  various  glories  of  thy  face. 
What  transport  pours  o'er  all  our  breast. 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  rest ! 

2  Away,  ye  dreams  of  mortid  joy  ; 
Rai)tures  <livine  my  thoughts  emjiloy  : 
I  see  the  King  of  glory  shine; 

And  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 

3  On  Tabor  thus  his  servants  viewM 

His  lustre,  when  transformed  he  stood  ; 
And,  bidding  eartiily  scenes  farewell, 
Cried,  "  Lord,  'tis  pleasant  here  to  dwell! 

4  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise; 
That  grand  asseml)ly  would  we  join, 
Where  all  thy  saints  around  thee  shine. 

Philip  Doddrithje. 


This  "  Transfiguration  Hymn  "  is  baseil  on  Malt, 
xvii.  4:    "Then   answered   i'eter  and    said    unto 
Je^us,  Ix)rd,  it  is  good  for  us  to  bo  here."    This  hymn 
locates  the  tran>liguration  scene  on  Talmr.     Dean 
Stanley,  in  the  foregoing  hymn,  locates  it  on  Iler- 
mon.   The  following  stanzas,  the  second  ami  tlu" 
>i.\lh  of  the  original,  have  been  omitted: 
2  Willi  thee,  in  the  obscurest  cell. 
On  some  bleak  mountain,  woulil  I  dwell, 
leather  than  i)ompous  courts  behoM, 
And  share  their  grandeur  and  their  gold. 
G  Tliat  mount,  how  bright  I  those  form3,how  fairl 
'Tis  good  lo  dwell  forever  there! 
(  ome,  death,  dear  envoy  of  my  God, 
And  bear  me  to  that  blc?t  abode  I 


87 


lis. 


0 


GARDEN  of  Olivet,  dear  honored  si>ot. 

The  fame  of  thy  wonder  shall  ne'er  l^e 

forgot : 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs 

above ; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph   of 
love ! 

2  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him ;  come,  bow 

at  his  feet ! 

.  O  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is 

meet : 

Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 

And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the 

skies. 

Maria  Dc  Fleury. 

From  the  author's  Divine  Poems  and  Essays  on 
Various  Subjects.,  175)1.  The  original  contains  live 
stanzas.  The  llrst  stanza  begins:  *'Thou  soft-llow- 
ing  Kcdron.*'  It  is  not  found  in  any  moilern 
C  hurch  collection. 

88  L.  M. 

HE  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies! 
Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies; 

A  sudden  trem!)ling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saint.s,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groaned  beneath  your  load  : 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 
A  thousand  drops  of  richest  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degi-ee: 

The  l^)rd  of  glory  dies  for  man ! 
lint  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see ! 
Jesus,  tlu'  dead,  revives  again! 


SUFFERINGS   AND  DEATH. 


43 


4  The  rising  God  foi-sakes  the  tomb ; 

Up  to  his  Father's  courts  he  flies ; 

Cherubic  legions  guard  him  liome, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  I 

■")  Break  off  your  teai-s,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  your  great  Deliv'rer  reigns ; 

Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  I 

G  iSay,  "  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  I " 

Then    ask    the    monster,    "  AVhere's    thy 

sting?" 

And,    ''  Where's    thy    vict'ry,    boasting 

o-rave?" 

'^  Isaac  Walls. 

Taken  from  Horce  Lyricce  (1709)  whcio  it  bears 

tlie  title:  •"'  Christ,  Di/ing,  Risi)ii/,and  Reigning." 

Tlie  lirst  stanza  has  been   materially  altered  and 

mnch  iniproved.    Watts  wrote: 

lie  dies!  the  Heav'nly  Toverdies! 

The  Tiilings  ^-tnke  a  doleful  sound 

On  my  poor  Heartstrings:  deep  he  lies 

In  the  cold  caverns  of  the  Ground. 

In  the  second  line  of   the  second  stanza  he  also 

wrote:     ,,  ^      ,      ,        „  „  ,    ,  ., 

"  On  the  dear  Uosom  of  your  God.  ' 

John  "Wesley  is  accredited  with  having   made 
these  improvements  on  the  original. 


89  L.  M. 

YE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man  ! 
-1     The  ]Man  of  griefs,  condemned  for  you  I 
The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue ! 

2  See  there,  his  temples  crowned  with  thorn, 

His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide ! 

His  streaming  feet,  transfixed  and  torn ! 

The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side ' 

3  Where  is  the  King  of  glory  now  ? 

Tlie  everlasting  Son  of  God! 
Th'  Immortal  hangs  his  languid  brow : 
Th'  Almighty  foints  beneath  his  load ! 

4  The  earth  could  to  her  center  quake. 

Convulsed  while  her  Creator  died : 
0  let  my  inmost  nature  shake, 
And  die  with  Jesus  crucified ! 

5  At  thy  last  gasp  the  graves  displayed 

Their  horrors  to  the  upper  skies  : 
0  that  my  soul  might  burst  the  shade, 
And,  quickened  by  thy  death,  arise ! 


0  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  ]>owerful  deatii, 

And  tremble,  and  asunder  part: 
O  rend  witli  thine  expiring  breath 
The  harder  marble  of  my  heart! 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  original  of  this  most  remarkable  hymn  on 
the  '■'Crucijixion  of  C/n-jsr' has  twelve  sranzas. 
It  is  one  of  tlie  most  vivid  and  life-like  pictures  of 
the  crucifixion  ever  drawn  with  tiie  pen.  The  sec- 
ond, thiril,  fourth,  lifth,  eighth,  and  ninth  stanzas 
are  omitted: 

2  See!  how  his  back  the  scourges  tear, 
M'hile  to  the  bloody  pillar  bound  ! 
The  ploughers  make  longfunows  there. 
Till  all  his  body  is  one  wound, 
o  Nor  can  he  thus  their  hate  assuage: 
His  innocence,  to  death  pursued, 
iMust  fully  glut  their  utmost  rage: 
Hark !  how  they  clamor  for  his  blood  I 

4  '-  To  us  our  own  Barabbas  give: 

Away  with  him"  (they  loudly  cry), 
"Away  with  him,  not  fit  to  live, 

The  vile  seducer  crucify ! " 
o  His  sacred  limbs  they  stretch,  they  tear, 

With  nails  they  fasten  to  the  wood! 
Jlis  sacred  limbs,  exposed  and  bare, 

Or  only  covered  w  ith  his  blood. 

5  Beneath  ?j?j/ load  he  faints  and  dies; 

I  filled  his  soul  with  Jiangs  unknown; 
I  caused  those  mortal  groans  and  cries: 

I  killed  the  Father's  only  Sou  ! 
9  O  thou  dear  sufi^'ring  Son  of  God, 

How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move! 
Help  me  to  catch  thy  precious  blood! 

Help  mo  to  taste  thv  dvinir  love! 


90  7s,  6s.     D. 

0  SACRED  Head,  now  wounded, 
With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down, 
Now  scornfully  surrounded 

AVith  thorns,  thine  only  crown  ; 
O  sacred  Head,  what  glory, 

What  bliss  till  now  was  thine! 
Yet,  thou  despised  and  gory, 

I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 
2  What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain : 
jNIine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain. 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour ! 

'Tis  I  deserve  thy  place ; 
Look  on  me  with  thv  favor,  ^ 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace.  i 


44 


MEDIATION   OF   CiiiiliiT. 


3  Bo  nciu-  me  when  I'm  dying, 
O  show  thy  cross  to  mo ; 
And,  for  my  succor  Hying, 

Come,  Lonl,  and  set  me  free : 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move ; 
For  he  who  dies  Ix^ieving 
Dies  safely,  through  thy  love. 
Bernardo/  Clairvauj-.    Tr.  by  J.  \V.  Alexander. 

This  is  a  translation  of  a  translation.  The  origi- 
nal is  Hernard's  liynin  beginning,  "  Salve  caput 
cruentatum."  In  1(>5C  Paul  Gerhardt  rendered  it 
into  German,  beginning,  "O  Haupt  roll  Hint  tind 
Wiinck'ii,''^  and  it  has  ever  since  been  a  great 
favorite  in  the  Fatherland.  In  1849  l^ev.  James 
Waddell  Alexander  made  a  translation  of  Ger- 
hardt's  German  into  English  for  Dr.  Philip  SchafT^ 
DexUsche  Kir  Chen frcund,  and  this  is  what  is  here 
given.  It  has  Ave  stanzas  in  the  Latin,  where  it 
bears  the  title:  '■^Ad  faciem  Chriati  in  cruce  pcn- 
dentis.''  The  third  stanza  of  Dr.  Alexander's 
translation  is  omitted: 

What  language  shall  T  borrow 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this,  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Tliy  pity  without  end? 
O  make  me  thine  forever; 

And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never, 
Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 
Hard,  indeed,  must  be  that  heart  that  is  not 
warmed  to  devotion  and  brought  into  more  loving 
contact  Avith  tlic  Saviour  of  men  by  reading  and 
singing  the  ardent  and  glowing   love-hymns  of 
Bernard,  the  pious  monk  of  C'lairvaux. 


91  7s,  Os.    D. 

JESUS  drinks  the  bitter  cup, 
The  wine-press  treads  alone ;  • 
Tears  the  graves  and  mountains  up 

By  his  expiring  groan  : 
Lo,  tlio  powers  of  heaven  he  shakes ; 

Nature  in  convulsion  lies ; 
Karth's  profoimdest  center  quakes : 

The  King  of  glory  dies  I 
2  O  niy  God,  he  dies  for  me, 

I  feel  the  mortid  smart! 
See  liini  hanging  on  the  tree, 

A  siglit  tliat  V)reaks  my  heart  I 
()  tliat  all  to  thee  miglit  turn  ! 

Sinners,  ye  may  love  him  too: 
I^K)k  on  him,  ye  ])ierced,  and  mourn 

For  one  who  Ijled  for  you. 


3  Weep  o'er  your  desii-e  and  hope 

With  teai-s  of  humblest  love; 
Sing,  for  Jesus  is  gone  up. 

And  reigns  enthroned  abo\e ! 
Lives  our  Head  to  die  no  more, 

Power  is  all  to  Jesus  given, 
AVoi-shii)ed  as  lie  was  l)efore, 

Th'  iunnortal  King  of  heaven. 

Charles  Wesleif. 
The  first    three  stanzas   of   this   hymn  on    tl)c 
"Mi/stcrij    of  Locc''    are   omitted.      The    author 
wrote  as  the  last  line  of  the  first  verse  above:  "The 
great  Jehovah  dies." 


92  s.  M. 

OUR  sins  on  Christ  were  laid ; 
He  bore  the  mighty  load ; 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid 
In  groans,  and  tears,  and  blood. 

2  To  save  a  world,  he  dies ; 

Sinners,  behold  the  Lamb ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes; 
Seek  mercy  in  his  name. 

3  Pardon  and  peace  abound  ; 

He  will  your  sins  forgive ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  foimd ; 
He  bids  the  sinner  live. 

4  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee ; 

AVhere  else  can  sinners  go  ? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  us  free 
Fi-oni  wretchedness  and  woe. 

John  Fawcett. 
Fron\  the  author's  Jli/wnt;,  17S2.  The  original 
contains  seven  .stanzas.  These  are  verses  three, 
foui-,  five,  anrl  seven,  alteied.  Only  three  lines 
rcniain  unclianged.  The  object  was  evi<lenlly  to 
change  tlie  meter,  which  is  Long  in  the  original. 


9.3 

B 


7s.     D. 
OUND  ujKm  tir  accursC'd  tree, 
Faint  and  l)leediug,  who  is  he? 
V>y  the  llesli  with  scourges  torn. 
By  the  crown  of  twisted  tiiorn, 
By  the  side  so  deejily  i)ierced. 
By  the  baffled,  burning  tliirst, 
By  the  drooi)ing,  death-<lewed  b)0W, 
Son  of  man,  'tis  thou !  'tis  thou ! 


SUFFEKINGS  AND  DEATH. 


'2  Bouiitl  upon  til'  a^Tui*sed  tree, 
Dread  and  awful,  who  i;«  he? 
By  the  sun  at  noon-day  pale, 
Shiv'ring  rook,  and  rending  veil, 
Eden  i)romised,  ere  he  died. 
To  the  felon  at  his  side ; 
Lord,  our  su])pliant  knees  we  bow, — 
Son  of  God,  'tis  thou  !  'tis  thou  I 

3  Bound  upon  th'  aecursed  tree, 
Sad  and  dying,  who  is  he? 
By  the  last  and  bitter  cry, 
Ghost  given  up  in  agony. 

By  the  lifeless  body  laid 
In  the  chamber  of  the  dead. 
Crucified  !  we  know  thee  now, — 
Son  of  man,  'tis  thou !  'tis  thou ! 

4  Bound  upon  th'  accursed  tree, 
Dread  and  awful,  who  is  he  ? 
By  the  spoiled  and  empty  gi'ave. 
By  the  souls  he  died  to  save. 

By  the  conquest  he  hath  won, 
By  the  saints  before  his  throne. 
By  the  rainbow  round  his  brow, — 
Son  of  God,  'tis  thou !  'tis  thou ! 

ITcnry  Hart  Milman. 
This  maguilicent  hymn  of  Dean  Milman  on  the 
C7-ncilixion  rivals  that  of  Charles  Wesley  (see  No. 
89)  on  tlie  same  subject   in  the  vividness  of  the 
scene  portrayed.    Its  date  is  1S27. 


04  c.  Ji. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Xailed  to  the  shameful  tree ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 
2  Hark,  how  he  groans !  while  nature  shakes, 
And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 
"3  'Tis  done  !  the  precious  ransom's  paid  ! 
"  Receive  my  soul !  "  he  cries  : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  liead ! 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies ! 
4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 
And  in  full  glor}^  shine : 
()  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love,  like  thine? 

Samuel  Wesley^  Sen. 


We  are  fortuuate  iu  having  our  Hymn  Hook  to 
contain  at  lea.-st  one  hyniu  by  the  fatlicr  of  the 
gifleil  poet  of  Metiioilism.  Tliis  hymn  ih  eminent- 
ly worthy  of  a  place  among  tiie  iiynuis  of  John  and 
Charles,  w  ilh  ixtth  of  whom  it  was  a  great  favorite. 
John  Wesley  gave  this  hymn  a  place  in  his  llrst 
collected  volnme  of  Psalms  and  Ilymns.  i)nhlislKd 
in  1737,  at  Charleston,  S.  C,  and  the  brothers  con- 
tinned  to  pnblish  it  in  subsccjnent  editions  of  their 
hymns.  There  is  gowi  reason  for  thinking  that 
this  hymn  was  written  in  1700,  juBt  before— per- 
haps the  veiy  day  before— the  memorable  fire  that 
ccmsnnjed  the  Epworth  Rectory,  antl  from  which 
John,  then  a  very  small  boy,  Avas  with  such  dilli- 
cnlty  rescued, — one  man  staiuling  on  the  shoulders 
of  another  and  thus  reaching  up  and  lifting  him 
out  of  the  window  of  the  burning  budding,  in 
which  he  had  been  accidentally  left.  Immediately 
after  the  fiie  the  manuscript  of  the  hymn  was 
found  by  the  author  in  the  garden,  scorched  and 
partly  burned  by  the  flames.  The  wind,  it  seems, 
blew  it  out  of  the  window  Avhile  the  fire  was  rag- 
ing. "The  internal  structure  of  the  liymn,"  says 
Stevenson,  "shows  how  fully  the  writer  ai)peared 
to  realize  the  infinite  im]iortance  of  the  event  lie  so 
touchingly  andcQectively  describes.''  Two  inferior 
stanzas  have  been  omitted  here,  as  they  weie  also 
when  published  by  John  and  Charles  Wesley: 
2  Though  far  unequal  our  low  praise 

To  thy  vast  suflcrings  prove, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  thus  all  our  days, 

Thus  will  we  grieve  and  love. 
6  Thy  loss  our  ruins  did  repair; 

Death  by  thy  death  is  slain ; 
Thou  wilt  at  length  exalt  us  where 

Thou  dost  in  glory  reign. 


95  L.  M. 

1^7HILE  in  the  agonies  of  death, 
T  T    The  Saviour  yields  his  latest  breath, 
AVe,  too,  will  mount  on  Calv'ry's  height, 
And  contemplate  the  wondrous  sight. 

2  O  Lamb  of  God,  by  faith  we  see 

I  low  ail  our  hopes  are  fixed  on  theo^ 
Thy  cross  we  see  ordained  by  heaven 
For  man  to  look,  and  be  forgiven. 

3  By  this  thy  saints  to  glory  come ; 

By  this  they  brave  .the  martyr's  doom  ; 
In  this  the  surest  proof  we  find 
Of  God's  vast  love  to  lost  mankind. 

4  0  banner  of  the  cross,  unfiirled 

To  shine  wi'th  glory  through  the  world, 
O  may  we  ever  cleave  to  thee. 
And  thou  shalt  our  salvation  be  ! 

From  the  Latin.    Tr.  bv  Jolm  Chandler. 


46 


MEDIATION   OF   CHRIST. 


This  is  from  the  translator's //i//H«s  of  the  Primi- 
tive Church,  a  volume  of  translations  which  he 
jiul)lisheil  in  1S:]7.  Tlie  anthoi-of  theorijrinnl  hymn 
is  unknown  to  this  wriU.'r.  Two  stanzas  are 
omitted— the  ft)urlh  and  the  fifth: 

4  On  this,  O  Lord,  enlhioned  on  hijxh. 
With  more  than  royal  nwijesty, 

Tiiou  sjtreadest  forth  thine  arms  abroatl, 
And  callest  all  mankind  to  (Jod. 

5  (>  prant  us  then  to  (ind  a  place 
Around  the  footstool  of  thy  grace, 
An<l  there  in  humble  faith  to  stay, 
Till  all  our  sins  are  wash'd  awav. 


96  i^.  M.  0  1. 

OLOVE  divine!  what  hast  thou  done! 
Th'  immortitl  God  hath  died  for  nie! 
Tiie  Father's  coeternal  Son 

Bore  all  my  sins  ujxjn  the  tree ! 
Th'  imniortiil  God  for  me  hath  died  : 
My  Lord,  my  Ix)ve,  is  crucified. 

2  Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pass  by, 

The  l)leeding  Prince  of  life  and  i)eace  ! 
Come,  see,  ye  worms,  your  INIaker  die. 

And  say,  was  ever  grief  like  his? 
Come,  feel  with  me  his  blood  applied: 
My  Ix)rd,  my  Love,  is  crucified  ; — 

3  Is  crucified  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God  : 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true. 

Ye  all  are  bought  with  Jesus'  l^lood  ; 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  side: 
y\y  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. 

A  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 

And  gladly  catcii  tiie  healing  stream  ; 
All  things  for  him  account  but  loss, 

And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him  ; 
Of  nothing  think  or  speak  beside: 
My  Loid,  my  Ivove,  is  crucified. 

Charles  Weslei/. 

Fkmm  the  author's  JTymna  and  Saered  Poems 
1742.  It  is  there  titled:  '■'■Desiritifj  to  Love."  I>: 
Thomas  ().  Sununers  has  sufr-rested  that  the  re 
frain  of  this  hymn,  ''My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  cru 
ciIkMl,"  was  taken  from  I^rnatius,  the  martVr. 


97  f>.  >h    <il. 

WOULT)  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die? 
Why  hangs  he  then  on  yonder  tree? 
AN'hiit  means  that  stranir*'  ('xi)iring  cry  ? 


(Sinners,  he  prays  for  you  and  me :) 
"  Forgive  them,  Father,  O  forgive. 
They  know  not  that  by  me  they  live ! " 

2  Jesus,  descended  from  above. 

Our  loss  of  Eden  to  retrieve, 
Gixjat  God  of  universal  love. 

If  all  the  world  through  thee  may  live. 
In  us  a  quick'ning  spirit  be. 
And  witness  thou  hiu^t  died  for  me. 

3  Thou  loving,  all-atoning  Limib, 

Thee — by  thy  painful  agony, 
Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  grief  and  shame. 

Thy  cross  and  jxission  on  the  tree. 
Thy  precious  death  and  life — I  pray. 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

4  O  let  me  kiss  thy  bleeding  feet. 

And  l3athe  and  wa.«h  them  with  my  teal's ; 
The  story  of  thy  love  repeat 

In  every  drooping  sinner's  ears. 
That  all  may  hear  the  quick'ning  sound, 
Since  I,  e'en  I,  have  mercy  found, 
o  0  let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain. 

Thy  love  for  every  sinner  free  ; 
That  every  fallen  son  of  man 

May  taste  the  grace  that  found  out  me ; 
That  all  mankind  with  me  may  prove 
Thy  sovereign,  everlasting  love.- 

Charles  Weslej/. 
From  II)imns  on  God's  Everlasting  Love  (1741), 
wheie  it  has  many  stanzas  and  bears  tlic  title: 
•Jesus  Christ  the  Saviour  of  all  Men."  This  is 
one  of  the  many  doctrinal  hymns  written  by  the 
Wesleys  at  tiie  time  of  their  fierce  controversy 
with  theCalviuists. 


98  «,8,7.     D. 

\TEAR  the  cross  was  ]Mary  weeping, 
J-^  Tiiere  her  mournful  station  keeping, 
CJazing  on  her  dying  Son  : 
There  in  sj)eec;hless  anguish  groaning, 
Yearning,  trembling,  sighing,  moaning, 
Through  her  soul  the  sword  had  gone. 
2  "What  he  for  his  people  suffered. 
Stripes,  and  scoff's,  and  insults  offeree^, 

His  fond  mother  saw  the  whole: 
Never  from  the  sc(>ne  retiring, 
Till  he  bowed  his  head  exi)iring, 
And  to  Gf)d  bri'athed  out  his  ^oul. 


SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 


47 


:>  But  we  have  no  need  to  borrow 
Motives  from  the  mother's  sorrow, 

At  our  Saviours  cross  to  mourn  : 
'Twas  our  sins  brought  him  from  lieaven  ; 
These  the  cruel  nails  had  driven  : 

All  his  griefs  for  us  were  borne. 

4  When  no  eye  its  pity  gave  us, 
AVhen  there  was  no  arm  to  save  us. 

He  his  love  and  power  displayed : 
By  his  stripes  he  wrought  our  healing, 
By  his  death,  our  life  revealing. 

He  for  us  the  ransom  paid. 

5  Jesus,  may  thy  love  constrain  us. 
That  from  sin  we  may  refrain  us, 

In  thy  griefs  may  deeply  grieve:    ' 
Thee  our  best  affections  giving, 
To  thy  glory  ever  living. 
May  we  in  tin-  glory  live ! 

Jacopone  da  Tndl. 
Tr.  by  Jcones  Waddell  Alexander. 
Thi.s  is  a  tiaii^latiou  of   the   celebrated  Latin 
hynm,  the  '•'•Stabat  Mater,""  of  Jacoponi,  a  Fran- 
ciscan monk.     It   i.->,   next  to  tlie  '■•Dies  Irce''  of 
Tlionuis  of  Celano,  the  most  noted  and  hi.-toric  of 
all  llie  Latin  hymns.    Tiie  original  has  ten  stanzas, 
many  of  which  contain  idolatrous  allusions  and 
addresses  to  the  Virgin  Mary,  fronj  all  of  which, 
however,  the  above  hymn,  taken  from  the  transla- 
tion of  Dr.  Alexander,  is  free.     This  hymn   has 
been  translated  into  nearly  all  the  languages  of 
modern  Europe,  and  by  many  different  persons  into 
the    English  language.     Many    noted    musicians 
have  composed  accompaniments  for  it.     It  is  this 
hymn    which    has    inspired    the    several    famous 
j-amtings  of  the  masters,  titletl  Mater  Dolorosa. 
We  give  here  the  first  verse  of  the  original: 
Stabat  mater  dolorosa 
Juxta  crucem  lachrymosa, 

Qua  pendebat  filins; 
Cujus  aniinam  gementem, 
Contristantem  et  dolentem, 
Pertransivit  gladius. 
The  key-note  of  the  hymn  is  stiiick  in  the  two 
fii-st  lines,  which  are  taken  almost  literally  from 
the  Gospel  of  John,  Latin  version:  ^'Stabat  juxta 
<:ruce)ii  mater  ejKS.^"    It  was  jjerhaps  in  the  grief 
which  the  mother  suflered  while  thus  gazing  npon 
her  dying  Son   tiiat   were  fulfilled   tlie  worrls  of 
^imeou:  '^A  sword  shall  pass  through  thine  own 
soul  also.''  

99  8s,  8s,  7s.    D. 

FROM  the  cross  the  ))lood  is  falling, 
And  to  us  a  voice  is  calling, 
Like  a  trumpet  silver  clear : 


'Tis  the  voice  announcing  pardon — 
Jl  is  finished,  is  its  burden, — 
Pardon  to  the  far  and  near. 

2  Peace  that  glorious  blood  is  sealiuLr, 
All  our  wounds  forever  healing, 

And  removing  every  load  : 
"Words  of  peace  that  voice  has  spoken, 
Peace  that  shall  no  more  be  broken. 

Peace  between  mankind  and  God. 

Jloratius  Bonar. 
This  short  but  beautifid  hymn  is  from  the  third 
series  of  the  author's  Hymns  of  Faith  and  Hope, 
l>ublished  iu  ISGC.     There  are  two  additional  stan- 
zas. 


100  L  M 

MY  Saviour,  how  shall  I  proclaim, 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  I  owe? 
Let  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am, 
Ceaseless  to  all  thy  glory  show. 

2  Too  much  to  thee  I  cannot  give ; 
Too  much  I  cannot  do  for  thee : 
Let  all  thy  love,  and  all  thy  grief, 
Grav'n  on  my  heart  forever  be ! 

o  The  meek,  the  still,  the  lowly  mind, 
O  may  I  learn  from  thee,  my  God ; 
And  love,  with  softest  pity  joined, 
For  those  that  trample  on  thy  blood ! 

4  Still  let  thy  tears,  thy  groans,  thy  sighs, 
O'erflow  my  eyes  and  heave  my  breast ; 
Till  loose  from  flesh  and  earth  I  rise. 
And  ever  in  thy  bosom  rest. 

Paul  Gerhardt.  Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
The  original  of  this  hymn  was  written  in  IGoH. 
Wesley's  translation  first  appeared  in  1740,  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poemg.  It  is  based  on  Zech. 
xii.  10:  "They  shall  look  upon  me  whom  they  have 
pierced."  The  first  five  stanzas  of  the  hymn  have 
been  omitted: 

1  Extended  on  a  cursed  tree, 

Besmeared  with  dust,  and  sweat,  and  blood. 
See  there,  the  King  of  glory  see! 
Sinks  and  expires  the  Sou  of  God! 

2  Who,  who,  my  Saviour,  this  hath  done? 

"Who  could  thy  sacred  body  wound? 

No  guilt  thy  spotless  heart  hath  known, 

No  guile  hath  in  thy  lips  been  found. 

3  I— T  alone  have  done  the  deed! 

'Tis  I  thy  sacred  llesh  have  torn; 
My  sins  have  caused  thee.  Lord,  to  bleetl, 
roinicd  the  nail,  and  lixctl  the  thorn. 


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MEDIATION   OF   CHRIST. 


i  For  mc,  the  bunU-n,  to  sustain 

Too  jrroat,  on  thee,  my  Lonl,  wasla'nl: 
To  heal  nie,  thou  has;t  borne  the  pain; 
To  bles.<i  nie,  thou  a  cui>e  w  a?l  uia<le. 

5  In  the  devouring  lion's  teeth. 
Torn  and  forscK>k  of  all  I  lay; 
Thou  >i>ran}r'i?t  intt)  the  jaws  of  «leath. 
From  death  to  save  the  helpless  prey. 


101  «^  ';■ 

IN  the  crop?  of  Christ  I  jj:lory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  storj- 

Cnithers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  AVhen  the  woes  of  life  o'ertiike  me, 

Hopes  deceive  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
1^3 !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  "When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure^ 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

John  JJoivriru/. 
r.alatians  vi.  14:  "God  forl)id  that  I  should 
glory,  save  in  the  eross  of  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ, 
by  whom  tlie  world  is  erucilied  unto  me,  and  I  unto 
the  woi  Id."  It  is  strange  tljat  a  hymn  on  the  cioss 
of  Christ,  so  noble  and  evangelical  in  sentiment 
and  spirit,  should  have  been  wiitten  by  a  Unita- 
lian.  IJut  although  Sir. John  IJowring  was  nomi- 
nally and  theoiotieally  a  I'nitarian,  "  i)ractically,"' 
says  a  ("hi-istian  biographer,  "■he  was  a  devote<l 
an«l  evangelical  believer,  and  died  in  peace  and 
iiope."  On  the  tond)s|one  that  marks  his  I'csting 
)»lace  is  Inscribed  his  favorite  (sentiment:  "  In  the 
cross  of  Christ  I  glorv,'' 


102  i^.  M. 

WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  g:iin  T  cotint  btit  loss, 
And  iK)ur  contempt  on  all  my  i)ride. 


2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 
r>  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  comi)Ose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 
4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Isaac  ]Vatts. 
This  is  thought  by  many  to  be  Dr.  Walts's  finest 
hymn.  It  is  certainly  one  of  the  noblest  hymns 
ever  written  on  the  crucilixion.  It  is  based  on 
Gal.vi.  14:  "Hut  God  forbid  that  I  should  glory, 
save  in  the  cross  of  our  Lord  .Jesus  Christ,  by  whom 
the  world  is  erucilied  unto  me,  an<l  I  \into  the 
world."'  It  is  taken  from  Hymns  and  Spiritual 
Songs^  1707,  where  it  bears  the  title:  '■'•Crncijixion 
(o  the  World  by  the  Cross  of  Christ."  The  fourth 
stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 
Sjuead  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree; 
Then  I  am  dead  to  all  the  globe. 
And  all  the  ;;lobc  is  dead  to  me. 


103  L.  M. 

THIS  finished  !     The  Messiah  dies, 
X  Cut  off  for  sins,  but  not  his  own  ! 
Accomplished  is  the  sacrifice, 

The  great  redeeming  work  is  done. 

2  'Tis  finished  !     All  the  debt  is  paid  ; 

Justice  divine  is  satisfied  ; 
The  grand  and  full  atonement  made  ; 
Christ  for  a  guilty  world  hath  died. 

3  The  veil  is  rent  in  Christ  alone  ; 

The  living  way  to  heaven  is  seen ; 
The  middl(^  wall  is  broken  down, 
And  all  mankind  may  enter  in. 

4  The  types  and  figures  are  fulfill'd  ; 

Kxactx'd  is  tlie  legal  i)ain  ; 
The  j)reci(>us  promises  are  sealed  ; 
The  spotless  Landj  of  God  is  slain. 

5  Death,  licll,  and  sin,  are  now  sulxlued  ; 

All  grace  is  now  to  sinners  given  ; 
And  lo !  I  i)lead  th'  atoning  l)lood, 
And  in  thy  right  I  claim  thy  heaven. 
Charles  Wesley. 


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49 


This  first  appearerl  in  Short  Scripture  Hymnn, 
17(52.  It  is  based  on  John  xix.  30:  '"  It  is  flniphed." 
In  the  last  line  of  the  second  verse  the  author 
wrote  '•  God  "  instead  of  "  C  hrist."  Three  stanzas 
are  omitted. 


104  -^ 

1  ^HEX  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
T  T    God  descend  in  majesty, 

To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

2  AVhen,  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabor's  glorious  height  I  climb, 
In  the  too  transporting  light, 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight 

3  AVhen  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God,  in  flesh  made  manifest, 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face. 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  forever  stay, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away  ; 
Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary. 

James  Montgomery. 
This  hymn,  on  '•'■The  Three  Mountains,"''  first  ap- 
peared in  William  B.  Collj-er's  Collection,  in  1812. 
Montgomery  heie,  as  does  Doddridge  in  the  hymn 
beginning*'-  When  at  this  distance,  Lord,  ^ve  trace,*' 
locates  the  transfiguration  scene  on  Mount  Tabor. 
Recent  writers,  however,  locate  it  on  IMount  Her- 
mon.  See  Dean  Stanley's  hymn  beginning  '' O 
Master,  it  is  good  to  be,''  (No.  85).  The  contrast 
between  ''the  three  mountains"  and  the  religious 
emotions  awakened  by  a  contemplation  of  each  is 
very  finely  drawn  in  the  above  hymn. 


105  7s 

SONS  of  God,  triumphant  rise, 
Shout  th'  accomplished  sacrifice  ! 
Shout  your  sins  in  Christ  forgiven. 
Sons  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven ! 

2  Ye  that  round  our  altars  throng, 
List'ning  angels,  join  the  song  ; 
Sing  with  us,  ye  heavenly  powers, 
Pardon,  grace,  and  glory,  ours  ! 

3  Love's  mysterious  work  is  done  ; 
Greet  we  now  th'  atoning  Son  ; 
Healed  and  quickened  by  his  blood. 
Joined  to  Christ,  and  one  with  God. 

4 


4  Him  by  faith  we  taste  below, 
^Mightier  joys  ordained  to  know, 
AVhen  his  utmost  grace  we  prove, 
Rise  to  heaven  by  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wedey. 
This  Wesleyan  hymn  is  in  no  other  Church  col- 
lection.    Its  title  in  Hymns  and   Sacred  Poems 
(IToO)    is   '''■Hymn   after   the    Sacrament.'"'      Four 
stanzas  arc  omitted. 


106 


R 


OCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
These  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring. 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  AVhile  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
"When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

Augustus  Montague  Toplady. 
"yl  Living  and  Dying  Prayer  for  the  Holiest 
Believer  in  the  World^'  is  the  author's  title  to  this 
matchless  hymn,  which  contends  with  Charles 
Wesley's  '■^  Jesus,  Lover  of  my  Soul,'^  for  being  the 
most  popular  hymn  in  the  English  language.  It 
first  appeared  in  the  Gospel  Magazine  for  31  arch, 
1776,  a  periodical  of  which  Toplady  was  then  editor, 
in  an  article  on  '•'The  National  Debt,"^  in  which, 
along  with  other  things,  he  discusses  the  ''debt  of 
sin  "  which  Christ  has  canceled,  and  our  conse- 
quent indebtedness  to  him  for  the  manifold  bless- 
ings of  redemption,  the  article  closing  with  this 
hymn.  But  neither  in  this  article  nor  in  Toplady's 
Hymn  Book  (published  that  same  year)  is  this 
hymn  distinctly  accredited  to  him.  In  a  letter  in 
the  Wesleyan  Magazine,  as  late  as  18o2,  Richard 
"Watson  erroneously  attributes  it  to  Charles  Wes- 
ley. The  eaily  Methodists  would  have  welcomed 
proof  that  Wesley  was  the  author;  for  the  most 
unpleasant  personal  controversy  that  John  Wesley 
was  ever  drawn  into  was  that  which  he  had  with 
the  author  of  this  hymn  over  doctrinal  points, 
Toplady  being  a  pronounced  Calviuist. 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


There  is  a  story  sometimes  published  concerning 
the  origin  of  this  liviun  unci  "Jt'sMs,  Lover  of  my 
Soul.""  It  IS  to  the  eOect  that  Toplady  and  Wesley, 
after  waging  for  some  tiuK'  their  wiw  over  mailers 
of  lUketriiie,  had  a  friendly  cunleiciK-e,  and  in  j)art- 
mg  agreed  that  each  .-hould  celebrate  the  meeting 
i»y  wnling  a  hymn,  setting  forth  the  one  central 
and  caitlinal  doctrine  of  his  faith,  and  it  might  be 
fonnd  that  each  would  agree  lo  what  the  other 
wivte.  Thereui»on  Toplady  wrote  '''•Rock  of  Ages,"' 
and  \Ve?ley  "Jeaus,  Lorer  of  mi/  »S'o«/."  It  is  to 
l>e  legielted  that  so  beatitiful  a  story  has  no  foun- 
dation. (  liailes  Wesley's  hymn  was  wrillen  the 
year  Itefore  Toplady  was  born  ! 

The  original  of  this  hymn  has  four  stanzas. 
which  were  altered  and  abridged  into  three 
stanzas  by  Montgomery  and  Cotlerill  for  their 
She/field  ITtjmn  Book  (1819),  and  since  that  time  it 
has  generally  appeared  in  this  abridged  form,  as 
alK>ve.  The  following  is  its  original  form,  tlie 
parts  changed  being  here  italicized : 

1  T{ock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee! 
T.ct  the  water  and  the  blood, 
Fiom  thy  riven  side  which  lloAved, 
IJe  of  sin  the  double  cure. 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  andj)0\ver. 

2  Not  the  labors  of  my  Jiancls 
(^an  fulfill  thy  law's  demands: 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  fore\-er  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

n  Xothiiig  in  my  hand  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress; 
Jfelpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace; 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly  ; 
Wash  me.  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  Whilst  I  <lraw  this  fleeting  breath. 
When  my  eye-strings  break  in  death, 
"When  I  fioiiv  through  tracts  unknoxen. 
Sec  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne, 
llock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

T<>])lMdy  died  only  two  years  after  writing  this 
hymn,  being  in  his  thirty-eighth  year.  His  deatit 
more  tlian  realized  "  tlie  living  and  (lying  jn-ayer  '' 
exjiressed  in  the  last  stanza.  lie  called  himself 
''the  hajtinest  man  in  the  world,"  and  said  on  his 
death -bed:  "I  cannot  tell  the  comforts  I  feel  in 
my  sold;  they  a)-c  jtast  expression.  The  consola- 
tions of  (Jod  aiT  s«)  abundant  he  leaves  me  nothing 
to  pray  f<»i-;  my  i)rayers  are  all  converted  into 
]>rnise,  I  enjoy  a  heaven  already  in  niy  soul.  No 
mortal  can  live  after  having  seen  the  glories  which 
(Itwl  hns  manifeste<I  to  my  soul,"  ,\n<l  with  (bis 
ti'iuniphant  testimony  his  "eyesclose<l  in  dcalli," 
und  he  ''  ros<.'  to  worlds  unknown." 


llou.  William  E.  Gladstone  has  made  transla- 
tions of  this  hymn  into  both  Latin  and  Greek, 
which  are  much  admired. 

The  late  Prince  Consort,  "Albert  the  Good," 
(juoted  this  hymn  just  before  his  serene  an«l  happy 
death  in  Windsor  Castle.  But  in  cottage  no  less 
than  i)alace  has  it  given  comfort  in  trouble,  in  life, 
and  in  death.  It  is  iierhaps  more  on  the  lijis  of 
dying  believers  than  any  hymn  in  the  language. 
It  is  a  sweet  and  simple  expression  of  faith  in 
(  hrist  that  cannot  fail  lo  And  a  response  in  everj' 
tiuly  believing  heart.  It  is  inwrought  into  the 
holiest  religious  experience  of  the  Anglo-Saxon 
race,  and  is  venerateil  as  few  things  are  outside  of 
the  inspired  Word  of  God. 


107  c.  M. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  filkni  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Imnianuers  veins  ; 
And  sinner.-s,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stiiins. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
Tliat  fountiiin  in  Ids  day  ; 
And  there  may  I,  thou.<;h  vile  as  he, 
"Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

.')  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  i^ower, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Ivedeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

■)  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
AVhen  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

William  Corrjyer. 

This  hymn  on  '■'•  Praise  for  the  Fountain  Opened'^ 
is  based  on  Zcchariah  xiii.  1:  "•In  that  day  there 
shall  be  a  fountain  opened  to  the  house  of  David 
and  to  the  inhabitants  of  .Terusalem  for  sin  and  for 
uncleanness."  It  was  Avritten  in  1779  for  John 
Newton's  cottage  i)rayer-meeting,  and  is  found  in 
the  Olncy  Jfymns  (1779).  It  is  the  most  jiopular  and 
widely  sung  of  Cow])er's  liymns.  The  two  last 
stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted  here: 

Lord,  I  believe  thou  hast  i)repaicd 

(I'nwojthy  though  I  be) 
For  me  a  bloo<l-bought  free  reward, 

A  gohlen  harp  for  me  I 


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51 


'  Tis  strung,  ami  tuned,  for  entUess  years, 

Aud  formed  by  power  divine; 
To  sound  in  Ciod  the  Futher's  ears 
No  other  name  but  thine. 
The  only  lines  changed  are  in  the  second  stanza, 
"Where  the  original  is: 

Aud  there /lat'c  T,  though  as  vile  as  he, 
Washed  all  my  sins  away. 
"  This  hymn,"  says  IJay  Palmer,  "  has  been  pro- 
nounced, by  some,  gross  and  repulsive  in  its  con- 
ception and  language,  or,  to  say  the  very  least, 
highly  objectionable  iu  point  of  taste.  Such  criti- 
cism seems  to  us  superiicial.  It  takes  the  words  as 
if  they  were  intended  to  be  a  literal  prosaic  state- 
ment. It  forgets  that  what  they  express  is  not 
only  poetry,  but  the  poetry  of  intense  aud  impas- 
sioned feeling,  which  uatui-ally  embodies  itself  in 
the  boldest  metaphors.  The  inner  sense  of  the  soul, 
when  its  deepest  afl'ections  arc  moved,  infallibly 
takes  these  metaphors  iu  their  true  significance, 
while  a  cold  critic  of  the  letter  misses  that  signifi- 
cance entirely.  He  merely  demonstrates  his  own 
lack  of  the  spiritual  sympathies  of  which,  for  fcr- 
\  ent  Christian  hearts,  the  hymn  referred  to  is  an 
admirable  expression." 

James  INIontgomery  found  fault  with  the  first 
stanza  and  oflcred  a  substitute.  "I  entirely  re- 
wrote," he  says,  "•  the  first  verse  of  that  favorite 
hymn,  commencing, 

"  '  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood.' 
The  words  are    objxictionable    as   representing  a 
fountain  being  filled,  instead  of  springing  up;  I 
think  my  version  is  unexceptionable: 

••'  'From  Calvary's  cross  a  fountain  flows, 
Of  water  and  of  blood; 

More  healing  than  Eetliesda's  i)ool. 
Or  famed  Siloam's  flood.'  " 
But  Montgomery's  improvement  has  never  found 
favor  with  the  Christian  worshipers.    It  has  been 
pronounced  '•'•  faultily  faultless,  icily  regular,  splen- 
didly null." 

This  hymn  is  connected  with  as  many  exi)ei-i- 
ences  of  repentance,  saving  faith,  and  ])ardoa  as 
any  hymn,  perhaps,  ever  written.  It  is  one  of  the 
classic  hymns  of  the  English  language;  not  of  the 
highest  order  of  sacred  i)oetry,  it  is  true,  but  it  is 
a  hymn  that  takes  hold  of  the  hearts  and  the  devo- 
tion of  the  i^eople.  Its  history  would  be  a  history 
of  midtitudes  of  tlie  saved,  some  of  whom  arc  now 
living  and  some  of  Avhom  are  singing  the  "■  nobler, 
sAveeter  song"  above.  If  the  number  of  those  with 
whose  salvation  and  Christian  cxi)erience  this 
hymn  has  been  intimatelj' associated  could  be  com- 
l)uted,  it  Avould  be  legion.  The  singing  of  this 
hymn  has  often  proved  more  effectual  than  even  the 
l)reaching  of  the  word  in  bringing  souls  to  Christ. 
Poor  CoAvper,  Avho  Avas  doomed  to  sing  so  many  of 
his  sAveet  songs  in  darkness  of  mind  and  sadness 
of  heart  and  anguish  of  soul  Avhile  here  iu  the 


flesh,  will  have— has  in  part  already  had— a  riglit 
royal  greeting  in  the  belter  land  from  that  blood - 
washed  throng  who  shall  have  been  helped  on  their 
way  to  heaven  by  singing  his  fervent,  spiiitual 
.songs.  Little  did  he  imagine,— says  one  in  com- 
menting on  this  hymn— Avhen  he  first  heard  New- 
ton announce,  aud  that  small  praying  baud  unite 
in  singing, 

"  There  is  a  fountain  filled  Avith  blood," 
that  theie  Avas  starting  a  song  in   the  earth  that 
Avould    afterward    be    caught  iq)  by  unnumbered 
millions,  and  which  a  century  later,  Avhile  his 

"  — poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  iu  the  grave," 
AA'ould  still  be  repeated  from  the  rising  to  the  set- 
ting of  the  sun  and  continue  to  echo  around  the 
globe, 

"  Till  all  the  ransomed  Church  of  God 
Be  saved  to  sin  no  more." 


108 


S.  M. 


CALLED  from  above,  I  rise, 
And  wash  away  my  sin ; 
The  stream  to  which  my  spirit  flies 
Can  make  the  foulest  clean. 

2  It  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountain  deep  and  wide  ; 
'Twas  opened  by  the  soldier's  spear 
In  my  Eedeemer's  side ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
Not  found  in  any  other  Church  collection.     It  is 
from  Short  Scripture  ITymns  {17G2).,  and  based  on 
Acts  xxii.  IG:  ''Arise,     .     .     .    and  Avash  away  thy 
sins." 


109  s.  M. 

VrOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
1^     On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  Avash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  fiiith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 

AVhile  like  a  penitent  I  sttmd. 

And  there  confess  my  sin. 

Isaac  Wafts. 
'■'■  Faith  in  Christ  our  Sacrifice^'  ii>  ihc  author's 
1  title  to  this  hymn  in  his  Hymns  and  Spiritual 


MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


Songs,  1707.  It  is  based  on  Hcb.  x.  4:  "For  it  is 
not  possible  that  tlie  blotxl  of  bulls  and  of  poats 
should  take  away  sins."    Two  stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  sec 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear 
When  hanging:  on  the  cursed  tree, 
Ami  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Relieving,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove; 
"We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice. 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 
There  are  several  instances  on  record  of  the 
value  of  this  particular  hymn.  One  of  the  liiblc 
So.'iely's  colporteui's  was  one  day  oQ'ering  Bibles 
for  sale  in  the  Jews'  quarter,  at  the  East  End  of 
Jx)ndon,  when  a  Jewess  infonned  him,  if  any  of 
theii-  peojjle  bought  a  Bible,  read  it,  and  became 
converts  to  Christianity,  they  would  certainly  re- 
turn to  their  former  belief,  and  die  in  the  faith  of 
Abraham.  The  Bible-man  rc])lied  that  when  he 
was  a  city  mis>ionary  he  had  been  induced  to  call 
upon  a  dying  Jewess.  •■'  She  had  been  brought  from 
afllucncc  to  abject  poverty  for  the  faith  of  Christ; 
at  one  time  she  had  kept  her  own  carriage.  One 
day  her  eye  rested  on  the  leaf  of  a  hymn-book, 
which  had  come  into  the  bouse  covering  some  but- 
ter, and  she  read  ujjon  it  these  words: 

'' '  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
■  Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  ])eace. 
Or  wash  away  the  stain.' 
Tlie  verse  haunted  her;  she  could  not  dismiss  it  or 
forget  it.     After  a  time  she  went  to  a  box  whei-e 
iilicyremembcied  she  had  a  copy  of  the  Bible,  and 
induced  by  that  xcv^c,  she  began  to  lead  it, and  she 
read  on   till  she  found  Jesus  Christ,  'the    Lamb 
slain  from  before  the  foundation  of   the  world.' 
Shebecanie  openly  a  convert  to  Christianity.    This 
caused  her  Jewish   husband   to  divorce  lier.    lie 
went  to  India,  where  he  n)arrieil  again,  and  died. 
She  lived  in  much  jtoveity  with  two  of  her  nation, 
Jewish  sisters,  who  had  also  become  (;hi'istians." 
"All  this,"  said  the  Bible-man,  "  I  knew;  and  as  I 
fetood  by   her  bedside,  she  did  not  renounce  lier 
faith  in  her  crucilied  Lord,  but  died  triumphing  in 
liiin  as  licr  rock,  her  shield,  and   her  exceeding 
great  rewai'd." 

110  LM 

'rpLS  midiiiglit;  and  on  Olive's  brow 
X   Tlie  stiir  is  dininied  that  lately  shone: 
'Tis  inidni<rlit ;  in  the  pardon,  now, 
The  suffrinji  Saviour  jirays  alone. 
2  'Tis  midni^xlit ;  and  from  all  removed, 
The  Saviom-  wrestles  lone  with  fears; 
K'f'i  tliat  disciplc'  whom  he  loved 
IIeed.s  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 


3  'Tis  midnight;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  Mini  of  sorrows  w  eeps  in  blood ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguisli  knelt 
Is  not  foisaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight;  and  from  ether-plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 
William  Bingham  Tappan. 
This  first  api)eare<l   in  the  author's  Por?*?.?,  1822, 
under    the    title   ^'^  drthsemanr.'^     In    the    second 
stanza  he  wrote  ''  Immanuel  "  ii\steadof  "the  sav- 
iour," and"  E'en^/jf  disciple //la/ he  loved."     In  the 
fourth  stanza  he  wvoic  (fic  heavenly  plains"  in- 
stead of  "ether-plains." 


Ill  L    M 

BY  faith  I  to  the  fount^iin  fly. 
Opened  for  all  mankind  and  me, 
To  purge  my  sins  of  deepest  dye, 
My  life  and  heart's  impurity. 

2  From  Christ,  the  smitten  rock,  it  flows: 
The  purple  and  the  crystal  stream 
Pardon  and  holiness  bestows  ; 

And  both  I  gain  through  ftiith  in  him. 
Charles  Wesley. 
This  short  hymn  is  found  in  no  other  collection. 
It  is  from  SJiorl  Sc7-i])tiire  JTymns  (17(i2),  and  is 
based  on  Zech.  xiii.  1:  "Jn  that  day  there  shall  be 
a  fountain  opened  .  .  .  forsin  andfor iinclean- 
ness." 


112  I..  ^^. 

OTHOU  whose  ofl^'ring  on  the  tree 
The  legal  off 'rings  all  foreshowed. 
Borrowed  their  whole  effect  from  thee, 
And  drew  their  virtue  from  thy  blood: 

2  The  blood  of  goats  and  bullocks  slain 

Could  never  for  one  sin  atone ; 
To  purg-e  the  guilty  ofl^'rer's  stain, 
Thine  was  the  work,  and  thine  alone. 

3  Vain  in  themselves  their  duties  were, 

Their  services  could  never  please, 
Till  joined  with  thine,  and  made  to  share 
The  merits  of  thy  righteousness. 

4  Forward  they  cast  a  faithful  look 

On  thy  approaching  sacrifice ; 
And  thence  their  pleasing  savor  took. 
And  rose  accepted  in  the  skies. 


RESUKRECTION. 


53 


5  Those  feeble  tyi^es  and  shadows  old 

Are  all  in  thee,  the  Truth,  fulfilled : 
We  in  thy  sacrifice  behold 
The  substance  of  those  rites  revealed. 

6  Thy  meritorious  suff 'rings  past. 

AVe  sec,  by  faith,  to  us  brought  back  ; 
And  on  thy  grand  oblation  cast, 
Its  saving  benefits  partake. 

CJiarles  Wesley. 
This  IS  one  of   Chailos  Wesley's //i/whs  on  the 
LorcVs  Siippei\  1745,  and  bears  the  title:  ''  The  Holy 
Eueharist  as  it   implies   a  Sacrifice.-^    The   last 
>tauza  of  the  orii'inal  is  omitted. 


113  8^,  7.,  4s. 

HARK  I  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder. 
Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky : 

"It  is  finished!" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  "  It  is  finished  !  "     O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afibrd  ! 

Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord : 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ; 

Join  to  sing  tlie  pleasing  theme ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name : 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

Jonathan  Evans. 

"  Finished  Redemption  "  is  the  title  of  this  beau- 
tiful hymn  which  lirst  appeared  \\\  Rippon's  Se- 
lection, 17S7.  Avhcie   it  was   marked  F .     Some 

i'ollections  asciibed  it  to  Francis,  It  is  claimed, 
Iiowever,  that  F.uieant  Folcshill,  where  Evans  was 
]»astor.  It  has  not  been  altereil;  but  two  stanzas, 
the  third  and  fourth,  of  the  original  have  been 
omitted: 

3  Finished  all  tlie  types  and  shadows 

Of  tlie  ceremonial  law; 
Finished,  all  that  God  has  promised; 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe; 

It  isfuiished! 
Saints  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 

4  IIapi)v  souls,  approach  the  table, 

Taste  the  soul-reviving  food! 
Kothing  half  so  sweet  and  i)Icasant, 
As  the  Saviour's  Jlesh  and  blood, 

It  is  finislied ! 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  loatl. 


114  C  M. 

YE  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord, 
Chase  all  your  feai-s  away ; 
And  bow  with  pleasure  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 

Such  wondei-s  love  can  do  : 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  But  raise  your  eyes,  and  tune  your  songs, 

The  Saviour  lives  again  ; 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Conqu'ror  could  detain. 

4  High  o'er  th'  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head  ; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 
AVho  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

5  With  joy  like  his  shall  every  saint 

His  empty  tomb  survey ; 
Then  rise  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
Through  all  his  shining  way. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
On  the  '•'■Resurrection  of  Christ."'  a  jubilant  hynin. 
based  on  Matt,  xwiii.  5,  G:  '-And  the  angel  an- 
swered and  said  unto  the  women:  Fear  not  ye,  for 
1  know  that  ye  seek  Jesus,  which  was  cniciOed. 
He  is  not  liere;  for  he  is  risen,  as  he  said.  Come, 
see  the  place  Avhere  the  Lord  lay." 


115  C  M 

THE  Sun  of  righteousness  appears, 
To  set  in  blood  no  more : 
Adore  the  Scatt'rer  of  your  fears, 
Your  rising  Sun  adore. 

2  The  saints,  when  he  resigned  his  breath, 

Unclosed  their  sleeping  eyes: 
He  breaks  again  the  bands  of  death, 
Again  the  dead  arise. 

3  Alone  the  dreadful  race  he  ran, 

Alone  the  wine-press  trod  : 
He  dies  and  suffers  as  a  man. 
He  rises  as  a  God. 

4  In  vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 

Forbid  an  early  rise 
To  him  who  breaks  the  gates  of  hell, 
And  opens  paradise. 

Snrntiel  Wrslei/.  .7>\ 
".4  Hymn  on  Easter  Day"  is  the  title  liiis  hymn 
bears  in  the  author's  volume  of  I\)ems. 


MEDIATION  OF  CHIUST. 


110  S    M 

'•  r'PHE  Lord  is  risen  indeed ;" 
J-   lie  lives  to  die  no  more; 
He  lives  the  sinner's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

2  "  Tlie  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ; " 

Then  hell  has  lot  his  prey  ; 
AVith  him  has  risen  the  ransomed  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ;" 

Attending  angels  hear; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  sjieed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

4  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord  ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choii-s, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 

Thomas  Kclh/. 
1' rom  Hi/rnvs  on  Various  Passages  of  Sci'iplure, 
ISOl.    The  oiiKin«il  contains  cijjht  btiiuzas. 


117  Ss,7s,4s. 

("iOME,  ye  saints,  look  here  and  wonder  ; 
J     See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay  : 
He  has  burst  his  bands  asunder; 
He  has  borne  our  sins  away  : 

Joyful  tidings ! 

Yes,  the  Lord  has  risen  to-day. 

2  Jesus  triumphs  !  sing  ye  praises  ; 

P>y  his  death  he  overcame: 

Thus  the  Lord  his  gloiy  raises, 

Thus  he  fills  his  foes  with  shame  : 

Sing  ye  praises! 
Piaises  to  the  Victor's  name. 
?t  Jesus  triumphs  !  countless  legions 

Come  from  heaven  to  meet  their  King  ; 
Soon,  in  yonder  blessed  regions, 
They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing: 

Songs  eternal 
Sliall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 
Thomas  Kvllif- 
T'.a^ofl  on  Mark  \vi.  0:  "  r.cliold  the  ]>lace  wIumv 
tli(!V  laid  him."    Fioni   the  author's //v/7Hns,  ISOO, 


118  i'>'- 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives; 
AVhat  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives! 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead 
1  Ic  lives,  my  everlasting  Head  ! 


2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love  ; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above  ; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed  ; 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  Jle  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath  ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death  ; 
He  lives,  my  mansion  to  prej^are  ; 
He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

4  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name  ; 

He  lives,  my  Saviour,  still  the  same  ; 

AVhat  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives, 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  I 

Sa)iu(el  Medley. 

From  Mcdlei/'s  Ilijmns^  ISIIO.  Based  on  Job  xix. 
•2.'):  "/  kitoiv  that  my  Jirdccmcr  lirelh.'^  The  origi- 
nal contains  nine  stanzas.  These  are  verses  one, 
three,  eight,  and  nine.  Four  hnes  have  l)een 
changed.     \'er.>e  one,  lines  two  and  lour: 

"  What  comfort  this  srreet  passage  gives." 
"  He  lives,  my  ever-living  Ileaill  " 

Verse  four,  lines  two  and  three: 

"•  lie  lives,  my  Jesxis.,  still  llie  same: 
O  the  swccl  joy  this  sentence  gives!" 


119  L  M 

VTE  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know, 
1     If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 
Superior  to  the  joys  below, 

His  resurrection's  ])ower  dei-lare. 

2  Yoiu'  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove. 
By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  seek  the  glorious  thiuirs  above, 
And  follow  Ciirist,  your  Head,  to  heaven. 

?>  There  your  exalted  Saviour  see. 

Seated  at  (iod's  right  hand  again. 
In  all  his  Father's  majesty. 
In  everlasting  pomp,  to  reign. 

4  To  him  continually  asi)ire. 

Contending  for  yom-  native  place; 
And  emidate  the  angel-choir, 
And  only  live  to  love  and  jmiise. 

.")  For  wh(^  l)y  faith  your  Lord  receive. 
Ye  nothing  seek  or  want  beside  ; 
I>(^ad  to  the  world  and  sin  ye  live  ; 
Yom-  creature-love  is  crucified. 


RESURRECTION  AND  ASCENSION. 


0  Your  real  life,  with  Christ  concealed, 
Deep  ill  the  Father's  bosom  lies  ; 
And,  glorious  as  your  Head  revealed, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 
Charles  Wesley. 
From   S/iort  Hymns  on  Select  Passages  of  the 
Holy  iScrijilures,  17(j2.   This  was  written  on  Col.  iii. 
1-1:    ''  If  ye  then  be  risen  with  Christ,  seek  tliosc 
things  which  are  aliove,  wluire  Christ  silteth  on 
llie  right  hand  of  Cod.     Set  your  affections  on 
things  al>ove,  not  on  things  on  the  eartli.      For  ye 
are  ilead,  and  your  life  is  hid  with  Clirist  in  God. 
AVlien  Christ,  who  is  our  life,  shall  ajjpcar,  then 
shall  ye  also  appear  with  him  in  glory." 


120  L-  M. 

LORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high. 
Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky  : 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
jNIore  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there  : 
AVhile  he  pronounced  his  dreadful  law. 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captives  made, 
AVere  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne. 
He  sent  the  promised  Spirit  down, 
AVith  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

Isaac  Wads. 
Based  on  Psalm  Ixviii.  17,  18:  "The  chariots  of 
Cod  are  twenty  thousand,  even  thousands  of 
angels:  the  Lord  is  among  them,  as  in  Sinai,  in 
the  holy  i)hK'e.  Th(m  hast  ascended  on  high,  thou 
hast  led  cajnivity  cai)tive:  thou  hast  received  gifts 
for  men;  yea.  for  the  rebellions  also,  that  the  Lortl 
God  might  dwell  among  them,"    Date,  1719. 


121  L.M. 

OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead ; 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  higli ! 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led. 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
Y^'e  everlasting  doors,  give  way ! 


3  "  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene  : 
lie  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right — 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in ! " 

4  "  AVho  is  the  King  of  glory  ?   Who  ?" 

"  The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame. 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew  ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqu'ror's  name." 

5  Lo  I  his  triumphal  chariot  wait«, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates. 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !  " 

(i  "  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?  Who  ?  " 

"The  Lord,  of  glorious  power  possessed, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  forever  blessed." 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Psalms  and  Hymns,  1743.  Uased  on  I'salm 
\.\iv.  7-10:  '•'•  Lift  u])  your  heads,  O  ye  gates;  and 
l)e  ye  lifted  np,  ye  everlasting  doors;  and  the  King 
(if  gloiy  shall  come  in.  Who  is  this  King  of  gloryV 
The  Lor<l  strong  and  mighty,  the  Lord  mighty  in 
battle.  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates;  even  lift 
them  up,  ye  everlasting  doors,  and  the  King  of 
glory  shall  come  in.  Who  is  this  King  of  glory? 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  he  is  the  King  of  glory." 


122  c.  M. 

NOW  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
Our  great  High  Priest  above  ; 
And  cele])rate  liis  constant  care. 
And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  throne, 

AVhere  angels  bow  around. 
And  high  o'er  all  the  shining  train, 
AVith  matchless  honors  crowned, 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  pa  it. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
AVhen  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns, 
Are  moldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my  heart 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard. 
To  endless  ages  borne. 

Ph ilip  Dodd,  idye. 


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MEDIATION    OF  CHRIST. 


Title:  ^^Christ's  Intercession  Typified  by  Aaron's 
Breastplate.^''  Based  on  Exofhis  xxviii.  2i»:  "And 
Aaron  shall  bear  the  names  of  the  children  of 
Israel  in  the  breasli»late  of  judgment  upon  his 
lieai-t,  when  lie  goetli  in  unto  llie  holy  i)lace,  for  a 
memorial  before  the  Lord  coutinually.*' 


123  c.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sjnnpathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temj)tations  mean, 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 

Poured  out  strong  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
"What  every  member  bears. 

4  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks. 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power  ; 

We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 

In  the  distressing  hour. 

Isaac  Waits. 

Author's  title:  '''■Christ's  Compassion  to  the  WcaJc 
and  Tempted.''^  From  Hymns  and  Spiritual 
»S'o».7s,  book  i.,  1707.  The  hymn  has  three  texts: 
*' For  we  have  not  a  high  ])riest  Mhicli  cannot  be 
touched  with  a  feeling  of  our  infirmities,  but  was 
in  all  points  tenjjjted  like  as  we  are,  yet  without; 
sin.  Let  us,  theiefoie,  come  boMly  unto  the  throne 
of  grace,  that  we  may  obtain  mercy  and  fiiirl  grace 
to  Ju'lp  in  timeof  iuhmI."  (IIcI).  iv.  1.'),  It).)  "  AVho  in 
tlio  days  of  his  llcsh,  when  he  had  oflcred  iij) 
jirayers  and  supplications  with  strong  crying  and 
tears  imto  liim  tliat  was  able  to  save  him  from 
death,  and  was  heard  in  that  he  feared."  (Ileb. 
V.  7.)  "A  bruised  reed  shall  he  not  break,  and 
»im<»king  flax  sliall  he  not  (|uench,  till  he  send  forth 
judgment  unto  vict<»ry."  (Malt.  xii.  20.)  "Strong" 
has  been  substituted  for  "  his"  in  the  third  stanza. 
t>ne  verse,  the  third,  is<nnitled: 

3  r>ut  spotless,  innocent,  and  jinre, 
The  great  Kedeeujcr  sl(»od, 
AN'liile  Satan's  llery  <iarls  he  bore. 
And  did  resist  to  bl«x)d. 


llev.  John  Fletcher,  during  a  visit  he  i)aid  to 
Switzeiland  in  17S1,  before  his  marriage,  had  as  a 
companion  Mr.  William  I'erronet,  who,  writing  of 
Ml".  Fletcher  in  a  lettei-  to  a  friend,  says:  "  Every 
night,  after  praying  with  me,  he  sings  this  verse 
at  partuig: 

"'Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 


In  the  dislre: 


hour.' 


124  L.  M.     01. 

OTHOU  eternal  Victim,  slain, 
A  sacrifice  for  guilty  man, 
r>y  the  eternal  Spirit  made 
An  ofFring  in  the  sinner's  stead  : 
Our  everlasting  Priest  art  thou. 
And  plead'st  thy  death  for  siimers  now  ; 

2  Thy  off'ring  still  continues  new  ; 
Thy  vesture  keeps  its  bloody  hue; 
Thou  stand'st  the  ever-slaughtered  Lamb ; 
Thy  priesthood  still  remains  the  same: 
Thy  years,  O  God,  can  never  fail ; 

Thy  goodness  is  unchangeable. 

3  O  that  our  faith  may  never  move, 
But  stand  unshaken  as  thy  love  : 
Sure  evidence  of  tilings  unseen, 
Now  let  it  pass  the  years  between. 
And  view  thee  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
;My  God,  who  dies  for  me,  for  me  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

Taken  from  Hymns  on  the  Lord'' s  Supper^lTih. 
Its  full  title  is:  '■'■The  Lord's  Supper  as  it  is  a  Me- 
morial of  the  Sufferimjs  and.  Death  of  Christ.''^ 
"The  sacramental  hymns  of  Charles  Wesley  ai*  to 
a  large  exteut  ba^ed  on  the  sentiments  recorded  by 
Dr.  I'.ievint  In  his  treatise  on  the  Christian  Sac- 
rament and  Sacrijiee.,  which  is  usually  prefixed  to 
the  hymns.  A  thoughtful  rearlcr  of  both  -will 
icadily  discAivor  the  sentiments  both  of  I>r.  llrevint 
and  Thomas  A  Jvempis,  but  tliese  are  embellished  by 
Charles  Wesley  with  all  the  charm  of  sacred 
poetry."    (Stevenson.) 


125  L.M.     01. 

BE1\)KE  the  throne  my  Saviour  stands, 
^ly  Friend  and  Advocate  appears  : 
My  name  is  graven  on  his  hands, 
And  him  the  Father  always  hears  : 


RESURRECTION  AND  ASCENSION. 


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While  low  at  Jesus'  cross  I  bow, 

He  hears  the  blood  of  sprinkling  now. 

2  This  instant  now  I  may  receive 

The  answer  of  his  powerful  prayer ; 
This  instant  now  by  him  I  live, 

His  prevalence  with  God  declare ; 
And  soon  my  spirit,  in  his  hands, 
Shall  stand  where  my  Forerunner  stands. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Sho}-t  Scripture  JIym;is.    Title:  ^'■Priest- 
hood  of   Christ.'^     Based  on    lleb.   ix.  24:    '•  For 
Clirist  is  not  entered  into  the  holy  places  made  with 
hands,  which  are  the  iigures  of  the  true;   but  into 
heaven  itself,  now  to  aiipear  in  the  presence  of  God 
for  us."    The  first  stanza  is  omitted: 
1  Entered  the  holy  place  above, 
Covered  Avith  meritorious  scars, 
The  tokens  of  his  dying  love 

Our  great  High  Priest  in  glory  bears: 
He  pleads  his  jiassion  on  the  tree, 
He  shows  himself  to  God  for  me. 


126 


H 


AIL,  the  day  that  sees  Him  rise, 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes ! 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Reascends  his  native  heaven. 


2  There  the  pompous  triumph  waits  : 
"  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates ; 
AVide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in  ! " 

3  Circled  round  with  angel  powers. 
Their  triumphant  Lord  and  ours, 
Conqu'ror  over  death  and  sin — 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in ! 

4  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

5  See,  he  lifts  his  hands  above ! 
See,  he  shows  the  prints  of  love ! 
Hark,  his  graoious  lips  bestow 
Blessings  on  his  church  below  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  first  jSve  of  ten  stanzas  in  the  author's  "  Hymn 
for  Ascension  Day^"  first  jjublibhed  in  TTymns  and 
Sacred  PoetrirS,  17o9. 


127  7s 

' '  n HRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day," 
\J    Sons  of  men  and  angels  say ! 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumi)hs  high! 
Sing,  ye  heavens !  thou  earth,  reply  I 

2  Ivove's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won: 
Lo  !  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 

Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King! 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save, 
Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ? 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
Foll'wing  our  exalted  Head  : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  gi'ave,  the  skies ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

These  are  tlie  first  five  of  eleven  stanzas  bclong- 
ingto  the  aullior's  ^'•Hymn  for  Easter  Day'-  pub- 
lished in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1730.  The 
original  of  the  last  two  hues  of  the  fourth  verse  is: 

"  Dying  once  he  all  doth  save: 
"Where  thy  victory,  O  grave?" 

(Compare  the  third  stanza  with  the  fourth  stanza 
of  No.  115.) 


128 


EARTH,  rejoice,  our  Lord  is  King! 
Sons  of  men,  his  praises  sing; 
Sing  ye  in  triumphant  strains, 
Jesus  our  Messiah  reigns ! 

2  Angels  and  archangels  join, 
All  triumphantly  combine ; 
All  in  Jesus'  praise  agree, 
Cai-rying  on  his  victor^'. 

3  Though  the  sons  of  night  blaspheme, 
More  there  are  with  us  than  them  : 
God  with  us,  we  cannot  fear  ; 

Fear,  ye  fiends,  for  Chiist  is  here ! 


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MEDIATION  OF   CHRIST. 


4  L<:> !  to  faith'?!  enlightened  sight 
All  the  mountain  flames  with  light: 
Hell  i^J  nigh,  but  God  is  nigher, 
Circling  us  with  hosts  of  fire. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  JTi/mns  0}id  Sacred  Poems,  1740.     Title; 
•To  be  Sung  in  a  Tutnult."'    Thcoriyinal  hnsfour- 

tCCU  btUUZilS. 


120  8^,'^.    D. 

HA  I L,  thou  once  despised  Jesus ! 
Hail,  thou  lialilean  King! 
Thou  didst  sutler  to  release  us ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor ; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid ; 
By  Almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven. 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory. 

There  forever  to  abide! 
All  the  heaveidy  host*  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side: 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  i)leading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  i)repare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding. 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Woi-ship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing. 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceii.'^ing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give : 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Hclj)  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits  ; 

Helj)  to  chant  Immanuel's  j^raise. 

John  JiftkeireU. 

This  hymn  aiiiiearcd  in  M'>7  in  a  collection  of 
ITjimns  arldrrssrd  to  (he  Holy,  Jfoly,  Jfoli/  Triune 
(lodyin  the  person  of  Jesus  Christ, our  ^tedi^^lnr 
and  Adroeafp.  It  is  nlsofonntl  in  M;n-tin  MaMnn's 
Collection^   1700,  and    in    Topljuly'h    J'sabns    and 


HymnSy  177G.  It  appeared  in  the  Metho<list  c(»l- 
lection  in  1797,  but  wasoniitted  from  the  same  Nvhen 
revised  in  180S,  for  reasons  not  now  known.  (.The 
author  was  then  living,  and  felt  the  omission.)  It 
was  restoietl  to  the  Weslcyan  collection  in  18:10. 
Madan's  version  difl'ers  somewhat  from  that  of 
Toplady.and  lx»tli  from  the  original.  As  here  found 
it  hears  the  maiks  of  both  .Madan's  ami  To|>lady*s 
alterations.  A  lifth  irtanza  is  given  in  the  Einvorth 
Singers: 

5  Soon  we  shall  with  those  in  glory 

llis  transcendent  grace  relate; 
Gladly  sing  the  amazing  story 

Of  his  dying  love  so  gi'eat; 
la  that  blessetl  contemplation 

We  forevermore  shall  dwell, 
Crowned  witli  bliss  and  consolation 

Such  as  none  l)clow  can  tell. 
An  incident  related  in  connection  with  this  hymn 
is  worthy  of  mention:  A  devoted  Christian  woman, 
as  she  lay  upon  her  invalid  couch,  softly  chautetl 
ti»e  words  of  this  hymn : 

"Jesus,  haillcnthronerl  in  glory, 
There  foievcr  to  abide."' 
She  paused,  and  asked  of  a  coujpanion  sitting  by, 
who  was  the  author  of  this  beautiful  hymn,  which 
had  been  a  source  of  consolation  to  her  through 
many  weary  days  and  nights.  On  being  told  the 
author,she  replied,  "  Bakewell  I  liakewell !  Surely 
it  may  be  the  same  that  wrote  a  letter  which  I  have 
rea<l  in  an  old  number  of  the  Methodist  Magazine, 
about  Christian  brotherly  love.  Take  it  down  from 
the  shelf  yonder  and  read  it." 

The  letter  (dated  ISld)  Avas  produced  and  rea<l. 
It  was  a  treatise  on  brotherly  love  not  unworthy 
even  of  "that  disciple  whom  Jesus  loved."  It 
closed  with  the  prayer:  "^lay  ttod  ()f  His  iniinite 
goodness  grant  that  we  and  all  serious  Christians 
of  every  denomination  may  labor  for  a  ])erfect 
union  of  lo\e,  ami  to  have  our  iiearts  knit  together 
with  the  bond  of  peace;  that  following  after  those 
essential  truths  in  which  we  all  agree,  we  may  all 
have  the  same  scriptural  experience  and  hereafter 
attain  one  and  the  same  kingdom  of  glory."  "•*(> 
liow  that  seems  to  agree  with  the  feeling  which  his 
hymn  gives  me  I  "  saiil  the  invalid.  It  was  almost 
the  dying  i)rayer  of  this  venerable  "father  in 
Israel,"  who  was  now  ninety-two  years  of  age. 
Only  two  years  later,  crownetl  w  ilh  the  benedic- 
tion of  a  long  and  u.seful  life,  he  fell  on  sleeit  ami 
went  to 

"  Hail  the  Lord,  enthroned  m  glory. 
There  forever  lt)abiile." 


l.W 


w 


c.  :\r. 

HAT  grace,  0  I>jrd,  an<l  beauty  slione 
Around  thy  steps  below  ! 
What  ])atient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thv  life  and  death  of  woe  ! 


PRAISE  TO  CHRIST. 


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2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung  ; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murm'ring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

Thy  friends  unfoithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  O  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee, 

Like  thee,  O  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye 

In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union.  Lord,  with  thee. 

Edivard  Denny. 

'•'■The  Forgiving  One^'  is  the  author's  title  for 
this  hymn,  which  is  based  on  Ps,  xlv.  2:  "Grace  is 
l)oured  into  thy  lips."  Jt  first  appeared  in  the  au- 
thor's Miscellaneous  Hymns^  1839. 


131  C.  M. 

THE  head  that  once  was  crowned  with 
thorns 
Is  crowned  with  glory  now ; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 

Is  his  by  sovereign  right ; 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright ; 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below. 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love. 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross,  Avith  all  its  shame, 

"With  all  its  grace,  is  given  ; 
Their  name,  an  everlasting  name — 
Their  joy,  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above  ; 
Their  profit  and  then-  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 


G  To  them  the  cross  is  life  and  health, 
Though  shame  and  death  U)  him  ; 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealtli, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 

Thomas  Kelly. 
This  hymn  is  based  on  Ileb.  ii.  10:  "•Perfect 
through  sufl'ering."  It  was  first  i)»ibli^lipd  in  tlie 
author's  Hymns  on  Various  Passages  of  Scripture, 
1820.  Instead  of  the  second  line  of  the  second 
stanza  above  the  author  wrote  "Is  his,  is  fiis  by 
right,"  and  instead  of  the  fourth  line  of  the  same 
stanza  "And  heaven's  eterual  light."  In  the  first 
line  of  the  sixth  stanza  he  wrote  "The  cross  he 
bore  is  life  and  health." 


132  c.Ji. 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small. 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

AVe  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song. 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Edward  Perronet. 
This  hymn,  which  has  been  called  "  the  most  in- 
s])iriug  and  tviuiuphaut  in  the  English  language," 
was  written  in  1779,  and  published  anonymously  in 
the  Gospel  Magazine  the  following  year.  It  ap- 
peared also  in  a  volume  published  in  178.'),  titled 
Occasional  Ve^rses,  Moral  and  Sacred.,  Published 
for  the  Instruction  and  Amusement  of  the  Candid- 
ly Serious  and  Eeligious,  which,  though  anony- 
mous, was  known  to  be  by  Perronet.  This  is  the 
only  hymn  by  the  author  contained  in  the  Hymn 
r>ook;  but  one  needs  to  write  only  one  such  hymn 
as  this  to  gain  an  enviable  immortality  in  the 
Christian  (  hnrch.  The  author  in  writing  this 
hymn  "builded  wiser  than  he  knew."    The  won- 


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ileiful  i)Oitul;uity  of  tliis  liynin  is  doubtless  at- 
tiibiitable  in  part  to  the  beauty  and  i>o\vcr  of  the 
tune,  "Coronation,''  which,  iiuleed,  is  inseparable 
from  the  hymn.  The  last  stanza  yiven  above  was 
not  written  by  Perronet,  but  was  a»l<lcd  by  some 
unknown  hand;  it  has,  however,  been  a  part  of  the 
hymn  as  used  in  the  Church  for  nearly  a  hundred 
years.  The  original  hymn  contained  eight  stan- 
zas, and  has  snfl'ered  so  many  cliauges  that  we 
pi-eseut  It  here  as  originally  Avritten  : 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesu's  name! 

Let  angels  i)rostratc  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

To  crown  him  Lord  of  all! 

Let  high-born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre, 

And,  as  they  tune  it:,  fall 
Before  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all! 

Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 

Wlio  fixed  this  floating  ball; 
Now  iiad  tlie  Strength  of  Lsrael's  might, 

Anil  crown  him  J^oril  of  all ! 

Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  your  Gotl, 

Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Kxtol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 

Anil  crown  him  Lord  of  all! 

Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 

Ye  ransomed  of  tlie  fall, 
Ilail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all! 

Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  Daviil'sline, 

AVhom  David  Lord  did  call, 
The  (iod  incarnate,  man  divine. 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all! 

Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
do,  spread  your  troi)hics  at  his  feet, 

And  crown  him  Loixl  of  all. 

Let  every  tribe  and  every  tongue 

That  bound  creation's  call, 
Now  shout  in  universal  song, 

The  crowned  Lord  of  all. 

Some  of  the  alterations  found  in  the  hymn  as  now 
sung  arc  improvements,  and  some  are  not. 

An  Iniddent  in  the  experience  of  Kev.  E.  P.  Scott, 
a  missionaiy  in  India,  illustrates  the  power  of  this 
hymn  and  tune  over  even  the  worst  an<l  most  dan- 
gerous of  heathen  tribes,  lie  had  gone,  against  the 
remonstrances  of  bis  friends,  to  take  tlie  gospel  to 
one  of  the  inland  tribes  noto<l  for  llieir  murderous 
))roclivities.  Ileliad  no  sooner  arrived  than  he  was 
met  by  a  dozen  pointerl  spears,  and  inntant  death 
Kcemcr!  inevitable.  While  they  ))auHe<l  a  UKmient 
he  drew  out  his  violin  (with  which  he  always  ac- 
companied his  sacred  songs),  and,  closing  his  eyes, 
began  playing  and  hinging  this  hymn.    When  he 


had  finished  he  opened  his  eyes  to  witness,  as  be 
thought,  his  own  death  at  the  point  of  their  spears; 
but  to  his  joy  he  founil  that  the  spears  had  fallen 
and  the  murderers  were  all  in  tears.  This  song 
had  saved  him  from  death,  aiul  opened  an  effectual 
door  for  iJieaching  the  gospel  to  them.  He  re- 
mained with  them  many  years,  doing  a  great  work 
for  them  and  other  surrounding  tribes,  and  finally 
died  among  them,  beloved  and  venerated  of  the 
whole  tribe.    He  often  relateil  this  incident. 

Some  fifty  years  ago  a  Wesleyan  local  preacher, 
named  William  Dawson,  was  i)reaching  on  one 
occasion  in  London,  on  the  Kingship  of  Christ. 
Though  an  eccentric  and  unlettered  man,  he  had 
a  vivid  imagination  and  great  power  to  sway  an 
audience.  On  this  occasion,  in  setting  forth  the 
Kingly  oflice  of  Christ,  he  undertook  to  ilraw  a 
picture  of  his  coronation  among  the  saints  and 
angels  in  heaven.  The  great  procession  of  patri- 
archs and  prophets,  apostles  and  martj'vs,  saints 
and  angels  had  been  ma<le  to  move  grandly  on 
and  gather  into  the  heavenly  temple  to  witness 
the  magnificent  spectacle.  Just  at  the  point  of 
iiitensest  interest  and  excitement  the  preacher 
suddenly  i)aused  and  began  singing  with  start- 
ling effect: 

''All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 
Let  angels  pi-ostrate  fall; 

Bring  forth  tlie  royal  diadem. 
Ami  crown  him  Lord  of  all !  " 

The  effect,  it  is  said,  was  overwhelming  beyond 
description.  The  audience  sprang  to  their  feet 
and  sang  the.  hymn  with  a  feeling  and  power 
which  seemed  to  swell  higher  and  higher  with 
every  verse.  Coronation  seemed  never  to  have 
been  sung  with  such  volume  and  such  feeling  be- 
fore. 

A  pious  man  was  ilying.  Just  before  he  sank 
away  he  turned  to  his  tlaughter,  who  was  bending 
most  lovingly  over  his  bed,  and  said,  "  Bring— ."' 
More  he  couUl  not  say,  for  tlie  power  of  utterance 
failed  him.  His  child  looked  Avilh  earnest  gaze 
in  his  face  and  said:  "What  shall  I  bring,  my 
father?"  "Bring—,"  he  gasped,  and  again  his 
voice  failed  him.  His  child  was  in  an  agony  of  de- 
sire to  know  her  dying  father's  last  re(|uest,  an<l 
she  said:  "  Dear,  inecious  fatlier,  do  try  to  tell  me 
what  you  want.  I  will  do  any  thing  you  wisli  me 
to  do."  The  dying  man  rallied  all  his  strength 
and  finally  murmured: 

"  Bring— forth— the  royal  diadem. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all." 
Anil   with  these  words  lie  fell  back  and  spoke  no 
more. 

The  (lying  words  of  IVrronet  were  worthy  of  liie 
author  f)f  this  matchless  hymn: 

"Clory  to  Ciod  in  the  height  of  His<1ivinjty  ! 

(;i(»i  y  to  (Jod  in  the  deptii  of  Ills  humanity  ! 

(llory  to  (Jod  in  his  all-sufficiency! 

Into  His  hands  I  commend  my  spirit!" 


PRAISE  TO  CHRIST. 


Gl 


133  c.  M. 

How  <z:reat  the  ^vi^^doln,  power,  and  grace, 
Which  ill  redemption  i?hinc  ! 
The  heavenly  hos^t  with  joy  confess 
The  work  is  all  divine. 

2  Before  his  feet  they  cast  their  crowns, 

Those  crowns  which  Jesus  gave ; 
And,  with  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 
Proclaim  his  power  to  save. 

3  They  tell  the  triumphs  of  his  cross, 

The  suff 'rings  which  he  bore, 
How  low  he  stooped,  how  high  he  rose. 
And  rose  to  stoop  no  more. 

4  O  let  them  still  their  voices  raise, 

And  still  their  songs  renew ; 
Salvation  well  deserves  the  praise 
Of  men  and  angels  too ! 

Benjamin  Becldome. 
This  magnificent  hymn  on  the  '■''Wonders  of  Re- 
clemplion "  is  ])eihai)3  the  finest  of  Beddome's 
hymns.  It  is  hascrl  on  Heb.  i.  G:  "Again  when  he 
hringetli  in  the  first-begotten  into  the  wovUl,  he 
sailh,  And  let  all  the  angels  of  God  woi-ship  him." 
The  author  wrote  in  verse  one  '■'■Angels  and  men 
with  joy  confess;"  in  verse  two,  '■^Beneath  his 
feet." 


134  H.  M. 

REJOICE!  the  Lord  is  King! 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns. 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains. 

He  took  his  seat  above : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 


4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  submit. 
And  bow  to  his  command, 

And  fall  beneath  his  feet : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ; 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home : 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice ; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice! 

Charles  Wesley. 
First  published  in  Moral  and  Sacred  Poems,  1744, 
and  was  revised  and  reprinted  in  Resurrection 
Hymns,  1740.  It  is  based  on  Phil.  iv.  4:  '••  Rejoice 
in  the  Lord  always:  and  again  I  say.  Rejoice."  In 
the  refrain  (fifth  line)  the  author  wrote  ''heart" 
instead  of  "hearts." 


135  p.  M. 

ZION,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling, 
The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his 
birth ! 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 
He  stoops  to  redeem   thee,  he   reigns 
upon  earth. 

Chorus. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King! 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh  ;  from  nation  to  nation, 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth 
echo  round : 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation, 
His   people    with    joy   everlasting    are 
crowned ! 

Chorus. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing ; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King ! 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bring- 

ing, 
And  sweet  let  the  gladsome   hosanna 

arise ; 
Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing; 
One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth 

and  the  skies. 


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Sliout  the  glad  tiding;?,  cxultingly  s^ing 


Uli 


Jerusideiii  triaiuphs,  Me^jt^iuh  is  K 

M'tlliuhi  Augustus  MuhUnbcrcj. 

The  first  appearuucc  of  this  hymn  in  any  Church 
colk'(  tion  was  in  182t),  when  it  wa.s  athnitted  into 
an  appendix  to  the  American  Episcojjal  Prai/er 
Book,  by  the  hymn  commillee  of  live,  of  which  the 
author  was  one. 


130  8s,  7s,  4. 

LOOK,  ye  paints,  the  sight  is  glorious : 
.See  the  Man  of  sorrows  now; 
Fioni  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow  : 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  him  ; 

Rich  the  troi)hies  Jesus  brings ; 
In  the  seat  of  jwwer  enthrone  him, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings : 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 

iMocking  thus  the  Saviour's  (;laim  ; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  aroun<l  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name: 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 
Sjiread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 

4  Hark,  those  bursts  of  acclamation  ! 

Ilark,  those  loud  triumpliant  chords  ! 
Jesus  tiikes  the  highest  station  : 
O  what  joy  the  sight  affords ! 

Crown  him,  crown  liim, 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 

Thomas  Kelly. 

Taken  from  thii-d  edition  of  tlie  author's  ITrjmns 
on  Various  Passatfcs  of  Scripture,  ISOO.  Tt  is 
based  on  Rev.  m.  1.j:  "•And  lie  thall  reign  forever 
and  ever." 


137  8s,  7s.     D. 

HAKK,  ten  thousand  liarps  and  voices 
Sound  the  nott^  of  i)raise  above! 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  Go<l  of  love : 
See,  h(*  sits  on  yonder  tlironc; 
Jeaua  rules  the  world  alone. 


2  Jesus,  hail !  wdiose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  wortli ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth; 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  O  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away; 
Then  witli  golden  harps  we'll  sing, 
"  Gloi-y,  glory  to  our  King !  " 
Ilalielujal^  hallelujah. 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 

I'homas  Kelly. 
This  first  aiii)eaicd  in  tlie  second  edition  of  the 
author's  Hymns,  1S0(). 


138    _  L.M. 

AAVAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  : 
His  loving-kindness,  O  iiow  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall. 
Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate: 
His  loving-kindness,  0  how  great! 

3  Though  nuinerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose. 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along: 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong! 

4  AVhen  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud. 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood  : 

His  loving-kindness,  0  how  good  I 

Samuel  Medley. 

Tills  liyinn  was  i)rol)ahly  written  about  1787.  In 
a  (•oi)y  before  us  there  are  nine  stan/.as,  ami  these 
do  not  include  the  fourth  of  the  above  stanzas.  In 
verse  one  the  author  wrote  "•//»  Joyful  lays,"'  and 
instead  of  "(>  liow  free,"  "}?reat,"  etc.,  in  the 
fourth  lines  be  wrote  "  7S  so  free,"  "jjreat,"  etc. 
In  verse  two  he  wrote  " //».  the  fall"  and  ^'■And 
saved  me,"  etc.  In  verse  three  the  original  is: 
'■'^Throufjh  mighty  hosls  (»f  cruel  foes. 
Where  eartli  and  boll  my  way  opi)()se." 

This  is  a  deservedly  ])())mlar  hymn.  Tlie  tune 
eallerl  "  T.ovinjr-Kindness "  is  especially  adapted 
to  the  words. 


PEAISE  TO  CH1118T. 


g;^ 


139  ^-  i^  M- 

0  COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
0  cuuld  1  sound  the  glories  forth, 
AVhich  in  my  Saviour  shine  ! 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine  ; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness. 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  T  shall  see  his  face ; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend. 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

Saymiel  Medley. 

This  hymn  first  appearerl  in  17S9,  in  the  third  edi- 
tion of  the  author's  JTymim.  The  oiiginal  bears 
the  title  '•  Christ  Our  King^"'  and  lias  eight  stanzas 
— tlie  above  being  tlie  second,  fjftli,  sixth,  and 
eighth.  It  was  never  verj-  nnich  sung  nntil  Dr. 
Hastings  wrote  the  tune  "-Ariel,"  when  it  took  new 
life,  and  is  now  perhaps  the  most  popular  of  all 
:Medley'shrmns— especially  in  America.  Inverse 
foui.  line  two,  the  author  Avrote  "When  i/e,  dear 
Lord,"  etc.,  and  in  line  four  "there"  instead  of 
"  then." 


140  8s,  7s.     D. 

MIGHTY  God,  while  angels  bless  thee, 
May  a  mortal  lisp  thy  name  ? 
Lord  of  men  as  well  as  angels. 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days. 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise. 


2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature — 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought — 
For  created  works  of  i)ower, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought; 
For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain, 
AVing-s  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow, — 

Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

:>  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  through  brightness  all  along! 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression  : 

Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song? 
Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 

Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie  ? 
Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence  ! 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

4  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 
Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise. 
From  the  highest  throne  in  glory. 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe. 
All  to  ransom  guilty  captives- 
Flow,  my  praise,  forever  flow ! 

Robert  Robinson. 
This  hymn  is  by  the  same  author,  and  in  the  same 
meter,  as  "  Come.,  thoa  Fount  of  every  blessing.'^ 
Either  one  would  justly  entitle  the  author  to  im- 
mortality as  a  hymn-writer;  they  have  no  supe- 
riors in  the  Hymn  Book.  This  hymn  is  fidl  of 
beauty,  majesty,  and  grandeur.  It  is  titled  a 
"■"■C/n-iatmas  Ilyniu.,''  and  is  said  to  ha\  e  been  wi-it- 
ten  for  a  little  boy  named  Benjamin  Williams,  who 
sat  on  the  author's  knee  while  he  -wrote  it  ofl'  raj)- 
idly,  giving  it  to  him  as  soon  as  it  was  linishcd. 
The  autlior  Avrote  the  second  line:  "May  an  iu/cuit 
lisp  thy  name?"  Williams  afterwards  became  a 
deacon  in  the  Baptist  Church.  The  oiiginal  has 
nine  single  stanzas,  all  ending  with  a  Hallelujah 
chorus.  The  last  stanza  is  omitted  above : 
(.i«%  return,  immortal  Saviour! 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne; 
Thence  return,  and  reign  foiever; 
r>e  the  Kingdom  all  thine  own. 

Hallelujah! 
Hallelujah!  Hallelujah!  Amen! 


141  H.  M. 

LET  eaith  and  heaven  agree, 
Angels  and  men  be  joined, 
To  celebrate  with  me 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


The  Siiviour  of  mankind; 
T'  adore  the  all-atoning  Liuiib, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name. 

2  Jesus  I  transporting  sound  ! 

The  joy  of  eartli  and  heaven  : 
No  other  help  is  found, 

No  other  name  is  given, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have ; 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 

3  0  unexampled  love ! 

0  all-redeeming  grace ! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 

To  save  a  fallen  race ! 
What  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done  ? 

4  0  for  a  trumpet  voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call ! 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 

In  Him  who  died  for  all ! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucified ; 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  died. 

Charles  Wesley. 

This  is  one  of  Charles  Wesley's  finest  hj^mns.  It 
is  part  of  a  poem  of  ten  stanzas,  from  Hymns  on 
Oo(Vs  Everlasting  Love,  1741.  The  hymn  is  made 
up  of  the  first  two,  the  seventh,  and  ninth  stanzas. 
Charles  Wesley,  observes  C.  S.  Nntter,  was  never 
weary  of  insisting  upon  the  truth  of  the  two  last 
lines  of  this  hymn.  He  had  a  most  intense  aversion 
to  the  o])i)()site  doctrine  of  unconditional  election. 
In  anoliiei-  liymn, published  in  the  above  hook,  he 
exclaims:  "Take  back  my  interest  in  Thy  blood, 
unless  it  streamed  for  all  the  race."  In  holy  au- 
dacity, this  reminds  us  of  the  prayer  of  Moses  for 
Israel:  "Now,  if  thou  wilt  forgive  their  sin— ;  and 
if  not,  blot  me,  I  pray  thee,  out  of  thy  hook."  The 
author  wrote  "freely"  instead  of  "swiftly"  in 
verse  three,  line  three. 


142  c  M 

BEHOLD  where  in  a  mortiil  form 
Ai)pears  each  grace  divine! 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
AVith  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  s])r(  ad  tlie  rays  of  heavenly  light, 
To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 


3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 

A  friend  and  servant  found  : 
He  wiushed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears, 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn. 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  : 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  : 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

5  In  the  last  hours  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  s^id, 
"Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done!" 

6  Be  Christ  our  Pattern  and  our  Guide  I 

His  image  may  we  bear! 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps. 
His  joy  and  glory  share! 

William  Enfield. 
This  hymn  was  written  in  1771.     The  first  line  of 
the  original  is:  '' Uehohl, -where,  in  (lie  Friend  of 
man.^'    The  /ifth  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 
5  To  God  he  left  his  righteous  cause. 
And  still  his  task  pnrsueil; 
With  humble  i)rayer,  and  holy  faith, 
His  fainting  strength  renewed. 


143  c.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
Witli  angels  round  the  throne; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus :  " 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  hearts  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give. 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sit'^  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Wafts. 

'■'■Christ  Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  Gofl,  worshipped  hi/ 
all  the  Creation''  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  In  the 
author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Sonffs,  1707.  It 
was  written  to  be  sung  at  the  close  of  a  sermon  on 
Ucv.  V.  11-13:  "And  I  beheld,  aud  1  heard  the  voice 


PRAISE  TO  CHRIST. 


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of  many  angels  about  the  throne,  and  the  beasts, 
and  the  eUleis:  and  the  nnuibei"  ol"  them  was  ten 
thousand  times  ten  thousanil,  and  tliousands  of 
tliousands;  saying  witli  a  loud  voice,  Worthy  is 
the  Lamb  that  was  slain  to  receive  power,  and 
riches,  and  wisdom,  and  strength,  and  honor,  and 
glory,  and  blessing.  And  every  creature  which  is 
in  heaven,  and  on  the  earth,  and  under  the  earth, 
and  such  as  are  in  the  sea,  and  all  that  are  in  them, 
heard  I  saying,  Blessing,and  honor,  and  glory,  and 
power,  be  nnto  him  that  sitteth  ui)on  the  throne, 
and  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever  and  ever." 

Watts  wrote/*' lips"  instead  of  "hearts"  in  the 
third  line  of  the  second  stanza.  The  fourth  stanza 
of  the  original  has  been  omitted: 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 
And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas. 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high. 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 


144  c.  M. 

MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
When  T  begin  thy  praise, 
AVhere  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore : 
Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake !  awake  I  my  tuneful  powers  : 

With  this  delightful  song 

I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 

Nor  think  the  season  long. 

Isaac  Watts. 

'■'•Christy  our  Strength  and  Rightcous7iess,'^  is  the 
title  of  this  magnificent  hymn  in  the  author's 
Psabns  of  David,  1719.  It  is  based  on  Ps.  Ixxi.  U, 
15:  "But  I  will  hope  continually,  and  will  yet 
praise  thee  more  and  more.  'My  mouth  shall  shoAV 
foith  thy  righteousness  and  salvation  all  the  day: 
for  I  know  not  the  numbers  thereof." 

Three  stanzas  of  the  original  are  here  omitted. 
The  last  two  lines  of  verse  two  were,  as  written  by 
Watts : 

"And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more." 
In  the  last  line  of  verse  three  he  wrote  "w?/  Fa- 
ther God  "  instead  of  "  the  Lord  my  God." 
5 


145  c.  M. 

JESUS,  these  eyes  have  never  seen 
That  radiant  form  of  tliine ; 
The  veil  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Thy  blessed  face  and  mine. 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not. 

Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me  ; 
And  earth  has  ne'er  so  dear  a  spot 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3  Like  some  bright  dream  that  comes  un- 

sought 
When  slumbers  o'er  me  roll, 
Thine  image  ever  fills  my  thought, 
And  charms  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Yet  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone, 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord,  and  will. 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

5  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal. 

And  still  this  thro))bing  heart, 

The  rending  veil  shall  thee  reveal, 

All-glorious  as  thou  art. 

Ray  Palmer. 

'■'■  Unseen— Not  Unknown''''  is  the  title  of  this 
hymn  as  it  first  appeared  in  the  Sabbath  Hymn 
Book,  1858.  It  is  based  on  1  Pet.  i.  8:  "  Whom  hav- 
ing uot  seen,  ye  love." 

During  the  last  three  or  four  days  of  his  life  Dr. 
Palmer  lay  most  of  the  time  apparently  uncon- 
scious. When  told  by  his  son  that  the  end  was 
near,  he  answered  "Thank  God!"  in  a  louder 
tone  of  voice  than  he  had  employed  for  some  time. 
Occasionally  he  Avould  be  heard  to  repeat  to  him- 
self a  hymn  of  faith  and  praise,  now  one  of  Charles 
\Vcsley's,  and  now  one  of  his  own.  The  last  words 
he  was  heard  to  utter  were  spoken  not  long  before 
his  death.  His  lips  were  seen  to  move,  and  listen- 
ing ears  caught  a  few  syllables,  inarticulately 
spoken,  of  the  last  verse  of  this  hymn: 

"When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal. 

And  still  this  throbbing  heart. 
The  rending  veil  shall  thee  reveal, 
All-glorious  as  thou  art." 
The  woi'ds  "  The  rending  veil  shall  thee  reveal" 
were  distinctly  made  out.    So  he  passed  away  with 
his  own  words  of  faith,  written  in  life,  now  rati- 
fied and  sealed  in  death. 

This  hymn  is  Avorthy  of  the  author  of  "  My  faith 
looks  up  to  thee."  The  few  hymns  by  Ray  Palmer 
which  are  found  in  the  present  collection  are 
among  the  choicest  of  the  new  hymns  added  br  tlie 
Committee  of  Revision. 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


146  c  M 

0  JESUS,  Liglit  of  all  below, 
Thou  Fount  of  living  fire, 
Surpa-^i^ing  all  tlie  joys  we  know, 
And  all  we  can  desire ! 

2  When  once  thou  visite^^t  the  lieart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine, 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart, 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  O  Jesus,  Saviour,  hear  the  sighs 

AVhich  unto  thee  we  send  ; 

To  thee  our  inmost  spirit  cries, 

To  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 

4  Abide  with  us,  and  let  thy  light 

Shine,  Lord,  on  every  heart; 
Disi)el  the  darkness  of  our  niglit, 
And  joy  to  all  impart. 

5  O  Jesus,  King  of  earth  and  heaven, 

Our  Life  and  Joy  !  to  thee 
Be  honor,  thanks,  and  blessing  given 
Through  all  eternity ! 
llrrnurd  of  Clairvaux.    Tr.  by  Edivard  Caswall. 

Tills  is  a  i»ait  of  CaswalTs  translation,  in  fifty 
>lanza.sof  IJernai(l".s  hymn  beginning:  Jesu  dulcis 
iiionoria.  (Sec  note  under  liynin  No.  lo2).  The 
ar<l<n-  antl  tenilerness  of  St.  Bernard's  passionate 
love  for  Christ  has  never  been  surpassed  m  relig- 
iv)us  i)oesy. 


147  c.  M. 

BHIIOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
Amidst  his  Father's  throne! 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name. 
And  songs  l)efore  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 
The  Church  adore  around. 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet. 
And  harps  of  sweetest  sound. 

:i  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints. 
And  these  the  hymns  they  raise: 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  (•omi)laints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  Now  to  the  Liiml)  that  once;  was  slain 
Be  endless  blessings  paid  : 
Solvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thv  heatl. 


5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 
Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free. 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  i)riests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

Isaac  Watts. 

This  hymn  is  esiiecially  interesting  as  being  the 
fiist  Dr.  Watts  ever  wrote.  It  was  written  when 
he  was  eighteen  years  of  age.  He  was  heard  to 
complain  of  the  want  of  taste  in  the  hymns  then 
generally  used  in  the  churches.  He  was  requested 
to  produce  something  better.  lie 'immediately 
wrote  the  above  "song  before  unknown."  The 
next  Sabbath  it  was  given  out  in  the  usual  manner 
by  the  clerk  in  the  Independent  Church,  at  South- 
anii)ton,  where  he  was  accustomed  to  worship, 
his  father  being  a  deacon  in  it.  It  greatly  i)leasetl 
the  worshipers.  Encouraged  by  its  favorable  re- 
cci)lion,  he  i)roceeded  to  write  other  ''songs  before 
unknown,"  until  he  became  by  universal  consent 
the  first  hymnologist  of  the  Christian  Church— a 
distinction  which  he  retained  until  Charles  Wesley 
came,  and  even  then  he  did  not  so  much  lose  it  as 
share  it  with  the  author  of  '■^Wrestlhig  Jacob  ^'  and 
"Jcs'ws,  Lover  of  my  Soul.''' 

The  above  hymn  is  based  on  Kcv.  v.  6-10:  "And 
I  beheld,  and,  lo,  in  the  midst  of  the  throne  and  of 
the  fourbeasts,  and  in  the  midst  of  the  elders,  stood 
a  Lamb  as  it  had  been  slain,  having  seven  horns 
and  seven  eyes,  which  are  the  seven  Spirits  of  God 
sent  forth  into  all  the  earth.  And  he  came  and 
took  the  book  out  of  the  I'ight  hand  of  him  that  sat 
upon  the  throne.  And  when  he  had  taken  the 
book,  the  four  beasts  and  four  and  twenty  ciders 
fell  down  before  the  Lamb,  having  every  one  of 
them  hari)s,  and  golden  vials  full  of  odors,  which 
are  the  prayers  of  saints.  And  they  sung  a  new 
song,  saying.  Thou  art  worthy  to  fake  the  book, 
and  to  open  the  seals  thereof:  iov  thou  wast  slain, 
and  hast  redeemed  us  to  Coil  by  thy  blood  out  of 
every  kindred,  and  tongue,  and  people,  and  na- 
tion; and  hast  made  us  unto  owv  God  kings  and 
priests:  and  we  shall  reign  on  the  earth." 

I  Wegive  iierewith,as  a  matlei'of  curiosity,  some 
specimens  of  the  hymns  sung  befoi-e  Ihe  days  of 
Watts,  and  of  which  he  so  Justly  complained.  They 
were  "  deaconeil  ofl'  and  sung  one  line  at  a  time : " 

"  'Tis  like  the  precious  ointment 

Down  Aaron's  beard  did  go; 
Down  Aaron's  beard  it  downward  Avent, 

Ilis  garment  skirts  unto." 

In  l.'>r)2  a  version  of  the  Psalms  known  as  Stern- 
luild  an<l  Hopkins',  was  issue<l,  in  which  the  lOlh 
and  11th  verses  of  the74lh  Psalm  are  |)ut  into  verse. 
T\w.  psalmist  says:  *' O  (iod, how  long  shall  the  ad- 
versary reproach?  Why  withdrawest  thou  thr 
band,  even  thy  right  hand?  pluck  it  out  of  thy  bo- 
.-om."    Tlie  poet  renders  it  for  singing  thus: 


TRAISE  TO  CHRIST. 


07 


"  Why  (lost  withdraw  thy  hiiml  aback, 

And  hide  it  in  thy  lai^pc? 
O  i)luck  it  out,  and  be  not  slack, 

To  give  thy  foes  a  lappe." 

The  Scripture  language,  "The  race  is  not  to  the 
swift,  nor  the  battle  to  the  sti'ong,"  was  thus  ar- 
ranged for  singing,  and,  as  one  says.  "  It  contains 
truth,  whatever  may  be  said  of  its  poetry:" 
"  The  race  is  not  forever  got 
By  him  Avho  fastest  runs: 
Nor  the  battle  by  those  people 
Who  shoot  the  longest  guns." 

Of  the  following  specimen.  Dr.  Belcher  says: 
'•Though  our  readers  may  smile  at  it,  their  fathers 
vlid  not:" 

"  Ye  monsters  of  the  bubbling  deep. 

Your  Maker's  praises  spout: 
Up  from  the  sands,  ye  codlings,  peep. 
And  wag  your  tails  about."] 


148  S,7.    D. 

LORD,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 
For  the  bhss  thy  love  bestows ; 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows  : 
Help,  0  God,  my  weak  endeavor ; 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise  ; 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  my  soul  be  warmed  to  praise. 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

Wretched  wanderer,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away : 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 

3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express ; 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling, 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless  : 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise ; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 
Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

Francis  Scott  Key. 
From  the  author's  Poemss  1857.     This  beautiful 
hymn  is  by  the  author  of   ^'•The  Star  -  Spangled 
Banner.'''' 


149  7s. 

OAV  begin  the  heavenly  theme; 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 
Ye  who  his  salvation  j)rove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


F 


2  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

3  AVelcome  all  by  sin  oppressed, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest: 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

4  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring ; 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string; 
JNIortals,  join  the  host  above. 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

John  Langjord. 
The  glories  of  '•'•  Redeeming  Love'"  arevcry  beau- 
tifully sung  in  this  short  hymn,  the  only  one  in  the 
Hymn  Book  by  the  author— and  perhaps  the  only 
one  ever  written  by  him.  If  a  poet  is  to  sing  but 
one  song  in  the  Church,  what  better  theme  for  that 
song  than  ^  Redeeming  Love."  This  hymn  was  at- 
tributed to  David  Denham  in  the  former  edition  of 
the  Hymn  Book.  It  is  sometimes  accredited  l<> 
Martin  Madan:  but  the  preponderance  of  evidence 
seems  to  be  in  favor  of  Langford.  The  sccoml 
stanza  is  omitted: 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move. 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 


150  H.  M. 

SHALL  hymns  of  gratd"ul  love 
Through  heaven's  high  arches  ringj 
And  all  the  hosts  above 

Their  songs  of  triumph  sing ; 
And  shall  not  we  take  up  the  strain, 
And  send  the  echo  back  ag-ain  ? 

2  Shall  they  adore  the  Lord, 

Who  bought  them  with  his  blcKxl, 
And  all  the  love  record 

That  led  them  home  to  God  ; 
And  shall  not  we  take  up  the  strain. 
And  send  the  echo  back  atrain  ? 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


3  O  spread  the  joyful  sound, 
The  SaviourV  love  proelaim, 
And  publish  all  around 

Salvation  through  his  name; 
Till  all  the  world  t;ike  up  the  strain, 
And  send  the  echo  back  again. 

James  J.  Ciimiuins. 
This  liynin  is  taken  from  the  author's  Ilymyis, 
Meditations,  and  other  Poems,  lS4i).    It  "  takes  up  a 
»»liain  "  fouiul  in  uo  other  hymu,  auil  heuce  tills  a 
useful  place. 


151  C  M 

MY  God !  I  love  thee,  not  because 
I  hope  for  heaven  thereby  ; 
Nor  yet  because,  if  I  love  not, 
I  must  forever  die ; 

2  Not  for  the  sake  of  gaining  aught. 

Not  seeking  a  reward, 
But  as  thyself  hast  loved  me, 
0  ever-loving  Lord. 

3  Thou,  0  my  Saviour,  thou  didst  me 

Upon  the  cross  embrace, 
For  me  didst  bear  the  nails  and  spear 
And  manifold  disgrace, 

4  And  griefs  and  torments  numberless. 

And  sweat  of  agony. 
E'en  death  itself— and  all  for  me, 
Who  was  thine  enemy. 

5  Then  why,  since  thou  first  lovedst  me. 

Should  I  not  love  thee  well, 
E'en  though  I  had  not  heaven  to  win 
Or  to  escape  from  hell? 

G  So  will  I  love  thee,  dearest  I^ord, 
And  in  thy  praise  will  sing, 
Becxiusc  thou  art  my  Saviour  God, 

And  my  eternal  King. 
Fran c i s  Xa  vier.    T r .  I » y  Ed wa rd  Ca stvall. 

This  hymn  fills  a  needed  place  in  our  Hymn 
lk><>k.  '^'^  Loving  Christ  because  he  first  loved  us"' 
Is  its  theme.  The  rewards  of  heaven  and  the  feai- 
ol  hell  are  holh  nu)tives  that  may  i)ron)pt  men  to 
seek  the  salvation  ol  their  .souls.  Hut  to  love 
Christ  because  he  first  loved  us  and  because  of  hi> 
huflerlnj^s  for  us  is  a  higher  and  nobler  motive  by 
which  to  be  influenced  than  the  hope  of  reward  or 
ll«e  fear  of  punishment;  and  this  hymn  is  well 
adapted  to  express  the  feelinj^s  of  those  who,  in  be- 
coming Christians,  arc  so  strongly  movetl  by  the 


contemplation  of  Christ's  love  and  suflerings  foi-  us 
that  they  are  not  conscious  of  being  influenced  at 
all  by  either  of  the  other  motives  named.  The  first 
verse  of  the  original  is: 

O  Dens,  ego  amo  TV, 
Nee  amo  Te,  ut  salves  nir, 
Ant  quid  not  amanles  Te, 
Aelernopunis  igne. 
In  the  above  hymn  the  translation  of  Dr.  Caswall 
has  been  altered  in  several  particulars,  he  being 
more  faithful  to  the  Latin   original.     In   the   first 
stanza,  third  and  fourth  lines,  he  wrote: 

"Nor  yet  because  who  love  thee  not 
Must  die  eternally." 
The  second  stanza  here  is  the  fifth  in  his  transla- 
tion.   "Jesus  "is  changed  to  "Saviour"  lu  verse 
three.    Verse  five  is  much  altered: 

"  Then  why,  O  blessed  Jesus  Christ, 

Shouhl  I  not  love  thee  well? 
Not  for  the  sake  of  winning  heaven, 
Nor  of  escaping  hell." 
The  third  line  of  last  stanza  is  also  changed: 
"Solely  because  thou  art  mv  God." 


152  c.  M. 

JESUS,  the  very  thought  of  thee 
With  sweetness  fills  the  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame. 

Nor  can  the  memory  find 
A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
O  Saviour  of  mankind  ! 

3  0  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

O  Joy  of  all  the  meek. 
To  those  who  ask,  how  kind  thou  art ! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek  ! 

4  But  what  to  those  who  find  ?     Ah,  this 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show : 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is, 
None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

5  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou. 

As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be ; 
In  thee  be  all  our  glory  now. 
And  through  eternity. 
Bernard  of  Clair vaux.    Tr.  by  Edward  Caswall. 

This  is  a  translation  of  a  part  of  Bernard's  hymn 
beginning  ".7r.v»  dnlcis  memnria,"''  of  which  the 
title  is,  ^■'•Thy  Name  is  as  Ointment  Poured  Forth." 
It  has  been  ju-onounced  an  "almost  unapjiroach- 
ably  fine  translation."     Caswall's  rendering  first 


LOVE  TO  CHRIST. 


69 


appeai-ecl  in  the  Lyra  Catholica,  iu  1S49,  in  fifty 
.stanzas.  "It  is  in  this  liyuni,"  says  Dufliekl,  au- 
thor of  English  //j//>i»s,  "  that  the  great  theologian 
and  scholar,  and  jireacher  of  crusades,  has  set  the 
key  for  modern  hynuiology.  No  one  can  fail  to  rec- 
ognize how  its  spirit  has  gone  into  the  German 
and  English  lyrics."  '-Some  hymns,"  says  (ieorge 
John  Stevenson,  "have  so  much  divine  insidration 
in  them  that  the  world  will  not  let  them  die.  This 
liymn  has  been  like  a  charm  in  the  Church  for 
eight  hundred  years,  and  its  music  is  as  fresh  as 
ever."  In  verse  three  the  translator  wrote  '■'•fair'' 
instead  of  "ask,"  and  in  verse  four,  ^'■lovers''  in- 
stead of  "  loved  ones."  The  ardent  language  of 
the  fourth  verse  finds  a  parallel  in  the  following 
remarkable  lines,  written  in  1779,  by  a  partially 
insane  man  living  at  Cirencester: 

Could  we  with  ink  the  ocean  fill. 

Were  the  whole  earth  of  parchment  made, 
AVere  every  single  stick  a  fiuill. 

Were  every  man  a  scribe  by  trade; 
To  write  the  love  of  God  alone, 

Would  drain  the  ocean  dry; 
Nor  Avould  the  scroll  contain  the  whole. 

Though  stretched  from  sky  to  sky. 


153  c.  M. 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Dear  Name,  the  rock  on  which  I  build. 

My  shield  and  hiding  place ; 
My  never-failing  treasury,  filled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace ! 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Fiiend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

6  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death ! 

JoJin  Xcuton. 


From  the  Olney  Hymns^  1779.  Title:  "  The 
JVame  of  Jt'sus."  Based  on  .Soug  of  .Solomon,  i.  .J: 
"Thy  name  is  as  ointment  poured  forth."  One 
stanza,  the  fourth  of  the  original,  omitted: 

4  By  thee  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 
Altliough  with  sin  defiled; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  1  am  owned  a  child. 


154  c.  M. 

MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
L^pon  tke  Saviour's  brow  ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowne<^, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

3  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet. 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

4  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  Divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

Samuel  Stennett. 

From  liippon's  Selection^  1787,  where  it  is  titled: 
'"'Chief  Among  Ten  Thousand;  or,  the  Excellences 
of  Christ."  Based  on  Cant.  v.  10-16.  The  follow- 
ing five  omitted  stanzas  make  an  excellent  hymn 
in  themselves: 

1  To  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  every  tongue 

Its  noblest  tribute  bring: 
"When  he's  the  subject  of  the  song, 
AVho  can  refuse  to  sing? 

2  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  on  his  glories  dwell; 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 
4  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare. 
Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 
G  His  hand  a  thousand  blessings  pours 
Upon  my  guilty  head ; 
His  presence  gilds  my  darkest  hours, 
And  guards  my  sleeping  bed. 
7  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath. 
And  all  the  joys  I  have: 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death. 
He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHKIST. 


155  C.  M. 

PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  dinners  lay, 
AVithout  one  cheering  l:>eani  of  hope, 
Or    spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  lieli)less  grief; 
lie  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love!) 
He  rah  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  ha.ste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  thi.s  love  let  rocks  and  hilLs 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak  ! 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys. 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes. 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told  ! 

usnac  Watts. 
"■Praise  (olhf  Redeemer'''  is  the  titlcof  tlusliymii 
in  Llie  author's //.vm»sonfZ  Spiritual  Souc/s,  1707, 
M'hcre  it  first  appeared.  '•  I  lK)))e,"  says  the  author, 
"the  readei- will  for-ive  the  neglectof  rhymes  in' 
the  first  and  third  lines  of  the  stanzas."  "This 
:)iy.mn,"  observes  a  thoughtful  critic,  "is  pufiieient 
to  piovc  that  such  rliynie  is  not  necessary  to  the 
loftiest  poetical  composition.  TJicre  are  very  few 
Jinesof  sacred  ])oetry  so  sublime  as  the  la8t  part  of 
tijis  hymn."    Three  stanzas  are  omitted  above: 

4  lie  spoiled  thepoM-ers  of  darkness  thus, 

And  brake  our  iron  cliains; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  cajjtlve  sonis 
From  everlasting  pains. 

5  In  vain  tlie  baflled  piince  of  hell 

Iliscuised  projects  tries; 
We  that  were  doomed  his  endless  slaves 
Are  raised  above  the  skies. 

7  Yes,  we  will  praise  thee,  dearest  Lord, 
Our  souls  are  ail  on  flame; 
Ilosanna  lound  the  spacious  eartli 
To  tliine  adorod  name! 


r.  M. 


150 

JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  m 
'Tis  music  to  my  ear  ; 


amo. 


2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  tru-st  ; 

Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys. 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wi.-h. 
In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 

Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart. 
And  slieds  its  fragrance  there; 

The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  ril  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 
With  my  last,  lab'ring  breath  ; 

Then  si)eechless  clasp  thee  in  mine  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 

Philip  Doddridye. 
This  is  based  on  1  Pet.  ii.  7,  "Unto  vou  therefore 
winch  believe  he  is  preciims,"  and  was  written  in 
]"..-.  to  ije  sung  after  a  sermon  on  tills  text.  Speak- 
ing of  tiie  aiK)ve  and  other  liymns  bv  Dr.  Dod- 
dridge, a  writer  in  tiie  Xorth  British  Review  says: 
"  If  amber  is  tiie  gum  of  fossil  trees,  fetched  up 
and  floated  off  by  tlie  ocean,  iiymns  like  these  are  a 
spiritual  amber.  Most  of  the  sermons  to  whicli 
they  originally  pertained  have  disapjieared  for- 
ever; but  at  once  beautiful  and  buoyant,  tliese 
sacred  strains  are  destined  to  carry  Uie  devoirt 
emotions  of  Doddridge  to  every  sliore  where  iiis 
Master  is  loved  anil  wiiere  liis  mother-tongue  is 
spoken." 

An  old  minister,  quite  feelile  in  mind  from  long 
illness,  was  <iuickly  aroused  wiien  some  assertions 
were  made  regarding  tlic  divinity  of  Ciirist  and 
liJs  inferiority  to  God.  "Stufl"!  poison!"  lie  ex- 
claimed, "Oh,  let  it  not  come  into  your  minds!" 
and  quote*!  with  vigor  and  empliasis  tiiis  hvniu  of 
Dr.  Doddridge.  He  dwelt  esjiecially  upon  tlie 
words, 

"  Yes,  tiiou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust," 

and  ilien  relapsed  into  that  state  of  quiescent  in- 
<liflerence  from  wiiich  nothing  iiut  the  name  and 
fame  of  Christ  had  jiower  to  awaken  him. 


L.  ivr. 


Fain  would  T  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 


157 

TEST'S,  thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts, 
*y     Thou  Fomit  of  life,  thou  Light  of  r.ien, 
From  tlie  best  lilies  that  earth  imparts, 
We  turn  unfdled  to  thee  again. 


LOVE  TO  CHRIST. 


71 


2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood  ; 

Thou  !?avei;t  those  that  on  thee  call ; 
To  tliem  that  seek  thee,  thou  art  good  ; 
To  them  that  tind  thee,  all  in  all. 

3  We  taste  thee,  0  thou  Living  Bread, 

And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still ; 
AVe  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountiiin-Head, 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 

"Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast ; 
Glad  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest  when  our  foith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  0  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay  ; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright  ; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away, 

Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  hght. 
Bernard  of  Clairvaux.  Tr.  by  Ray  Palmer. 
This  is  a  translation  of  selected  stanzas  of  the 
same  original  as  that  of  Nos.  UG  and  152  i.^\7csh, 
(liilcis  memoria^').  It  was  first  published  in  the 
Sabbath  Hynm-Book'\\\  1S58,  und:'r  the  title,  ^'-De- 
light in  Christ."  This  happy  rendering  of  the  fa- 
mous Latin  hymn  has  justly  attained  great  popu- 
larity, not  only  in  America,  but  in  England  also, 
(bee  note  to  hymn  No.  152.) 


158  L-:^i-  Gi. 

THOU  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  Love  divine, 
]\Iy  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine ; 
And  lo !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
I  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is. 

And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above ; 
Comfort  it  brings,  and  pow* er,  and  jieace, 

And  joy,  and  everlasting  love : 
To  me,  with  thy  great  name,  are  given 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  ail  thou  art ; 

My  rest  in  toil ;  my  ease  in  pain  ; 
The  med'cine  of  my  broken  heart ; 

In  war,  my  peace ;  in  loss,  my  gain  ; 
IMy  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown  ; 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown ; — 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply  ; 

In  w^eakness,  my  almighty  power; 


In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty  ; 

My  light  in  Satan's  darkest  liour; 
Li  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable: 
]My  life  in  death — my  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  ITymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.  Title: 
'•'•Hymns  for  Believers.  For  the  Morninu.'  The 
real  theme  evidently  is  "Chiist  our  All  in  all." 
The  author  wiote  in  the  last  line  "  My  heaven  in 
hell  "  instead  of  '•'•  my  all  in  all."  "  The  ijoet's  idea 
in  this  hymn  is  to  exalt  Christ,  and  he  selects  vari- 
ous circumstances  in  life  which  he  gives  in  striking 
antithesis  to  set  this  forth.  Chiist  is  the  Chris- 
tian's rest  in  toil,  his  ease  in  pain,  his  peace  in  war, 
his  gdin  in  loss,  his  liberty  in  bondage,  and  last  of 
all  comes  tliis  marvelous  climax— his  heaven  in  hell  I 
This,  of  course.cannot  be  taken  as  it  is  literally  ex- 
pressed: it  is  a  i)oet's  license  with  language  which 
requires  to  be  leccived  in  a  careful  and  modilied 
symbolical  sense."  (Stevenson.;  While  the  change 
made  in  the  text  removes  an  expression  liable  to  be 
misunderstood,  it  destroys  the  climax  of  the  hymn. 

A  gentleman  of  large  wealth,  who  was  noted  for 
his  spirituality,  was  asked  by  a  friend  how  he  was 
enabled  to  preserve  such  a  frame  of  min<l  in  the 
midst  of  great  and  multitudinous  business  trans- 
actions. He  replied,  "By  making  Christ  my  all 
in  all."  After  a  time  he  sustained  heavy  financial 
losses  in  a  commercial  crisis.  Avhen  his  friend  again 
asked  him  how  he  was  enabled  to  maintain  not 
only  his  seienity  of  mintl  but  even  cheerfulness 
and  buoyancy  of  spirit.  He  replied,  ''By  finding 
my  all  in  Christ." 


159  s.  M. 

REDEE]VLER  of  mankind, 
Who  on  thy  name  rely, 
A  constant  intercoui^e  we  find 
Opened  'twixt  earth  and  sky. 

2  ^lercy,  and  grace,  and  peace. 

Descend  through  thee  alone ; 
And  thou  dost  all  our  services 
Present  b'efore  the  throne. 

3  On  us  thy  Father's  love 

Is  for  thy  sake  bestowed  : 

Thou  art  our  Advocate  above, 

Thou  art  our  way  to  God  : 

4  Our  way  to  God  we  trace. 

And  through  thy  name  forgiven. 
From  step  to  step,  from  grace  to  grace 
On  thee  we  climb  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


These  ni-e  the  last  four  of  sixteen  stanzas  on 
-'■Jacob's  Laclder,"*  the  Iii>t  beginning,  "  Whatdolli 
the  ladder ujeanV  "  From  iihurl  Scripture  IlymHa^ 
17G2. 


160 


y.  M. 


M 


Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Thy  l)eauties  are  divine; 
Tliy  lij^s  Avith  ble.^yings  overflow, 
And  everv  errace  is  thine. 


2  Now  make  thy  glories  known, 

Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword, 
And  ride  in  majesty,  to  spread 
The  conquests  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 

Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey  ; 
AVhile  justice,  meekness,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  0  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  shall  ever  stind  : 
And  tliy  victorious  gospel  i)roved 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God 

Ilath,  without  measure,  shed 
His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 

T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 

Isaac  Wa((s. 
Based  on  Psahii  xlv.  1-7:  "iNIy  heart  is  inditing 
a  good  matter:  I  8i)eak  of  the  tilings  which  I  have 
ina<le  toncliing  tlie  King;  nij*  tongne  is  tlie  pen  of 
:i  ready  writer.  Tliou  art  fairer  tiian  tlie  childien 
of  men:  grace  is  poured  into  tliy  lii)s:  therefore 
God  hath  blessed  thee  for  ever.  Gird  thy  sword 
upon  thy  thigh,  O  most  Mighty,  with  thy  glory  and 
thy  majesty.  And  in  thy  majesty  ride  ])rosper- 
onsly,  because  of  truth  and  meekness  and  right- 
eousness; and  thy  right  hand  shall  leach  thee  terri- 
ble things.  Thine  arrows  are  sharp  in  the  heart 
of  the  King's  enemies;  whereby  the  people  fall 
under  thee.  Thy  throne,  O  God,  is  for  ever  and 
ever;  the  sceptre  of  thy  king'doin  is  a  right  sceptre. 
Thou  lovcst  righteousness,  and  hatest  wickedness: 
therefore  God,  thy  God,  hath  anointed  thee  with 
the  oil  of  gladness  above  thy  fellows."  From  the 
Psdlins  of  Davul^  17]".). 


101 


S.  M. 


G 


HACK  I  'tis  a  charming  sound  ! 

Harmonious  to  my  ear  I 
IT(  aven  with  the  echo  shall  n^sound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  liear. 


2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  thai  grace  display 
AVhich  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
AVhile  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown. 

Through  everlasting  days; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone. 

And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

Philip  Doddridrjt'. 
Thia  hymn  on  *■'■  Salvation  by  grace  ^^  in  from  the 
author's  Jlymns,  1755,  and  is  based  on  Eiihesians 
ii.  5:  "  By  grace  ye  are  saved."  Jt  is  ])erhaps  the 
most  familiar  and  popular  that  Doildridge  ever 
wrote.  1  It  is  exceedingly  difficult  to  read  ihetliird 
and  fourth  lines  of  the  second  stanza  so  as  to  bring 
out  the  meaning  clearly.  The  Committee  of  Re- 
vision si)ont  somo  time  discussing  an 'Mmin-ove- 
ment"  for  the  two  lines,  but  none  could  be  agreed 
upon,and  so  they  reluctantly  left  it  as  Doddridge 
wrote  it.j 


162 


S.  M. 


TO  God,  the  only  wise. 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  j^raises  bring. 

2  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face. 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

3  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

4  To  our  Ixedeemer,  God, 

AVisdom  with  power  belongs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty. 
And  everlasting  songs. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Prepared  for  a  sermon  on  .7u<le  24,  25:  "Now 
unto  him  that  is  able  to  keej)  you  from  falling,  ami 
to  present  you  faultless  before  the  jiresence  of  his 
glory  with  exceeding  joy.  To  the  only  wise  tiod 
our  Saviour,  be  glory  and  majesty,  dominion  and 
power,  both  now  and  ever.    Amen." 


SECOND  COMING  OF  CHIIIST. 


73 


The  secontl  stanza  of  the  originiil  is  omitted: 
2  'Tis  his  ahiiighty  love— 

His  counsel  and  his  care— 
Pieseives  us  safe  from  sin  and  ileatli, 
And  every  hui-tful  snare. 
From  Hymns  and  Sjyirilual  Songs,  1707. 


163  8s,  7fi,  4s. 

LO !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ! 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train ! 

Hallelujah! 
God  appears  on  earth  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 

Eobed  in  dreadful  majesty  : 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him. 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree. 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  Yea,  Amen !  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thy  eternal  throne! 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own ! 

Jah !  Jehovah ! 
Everlasting  God,  come  down  ! 

Charles  Weslei/. 
Taken  from  Hymns  of  Intercession,  1758,  where 
it  bears  the  title,  '"Thy  Kingdom  Comc.'^    This 
grantl  hymn  has  been  called  the  English  Dies  Inc. 
Its  authorship  has  been  ascribed  to  various  men.  j 
Lyra    Caiholiea  gives  it  to  Matthew  Bridges,  a  i 
Roman  Catholic  hymn-writer.     McClintock  and  ! 
Strong  credit  it  to  John  Ccnnick.    But  his  hymn,  I 
"•  Lo  hccometh,  countless  trumpets,"  (17G2,)  is  very  ] 
different  fi'om  this.    Thomas  Jackson  ascribes  it  to  j 
Thomas  Olivers.    The  latter  was  the  author  of  a 
long  hymn  in  the  same  meter,  and  one  of  his  stan- 
zas began  in  the  same  way  as  the  first  line  of  this  j 
hymn.    In  some  collections,  a  hymn  is  found  made 
up  partly  of    this   hymn    and    i)artly  of   that  of 
Olivers. 

It  is  evidently  founded  on  Revelation  i.  7:  "  Be- 
hold he  Cometh  with  clouds;  and  every  eye  shall 
see  him,  and  they  also  which  pierced  him:  wm\  all 
kindreds  of   the  earth  shall  wail  because  of  hnn. 
Even  so.  Amen." 
The  third  stanza  of  the  original  is  here  omitted: 
8  The  dear  token  of  his  passion 
Still  his  dazzling  body  bears; 
Cause  of  endless  exultation 
To  his  ransomed  worshipers: 

AVith  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  these  glorious  scars! 


"No  other  writer  has  produced  so  many  hymns 
as  Charles  Wesle.v.  Their  merit  is  as  varied  as 
possible;  but  it  is  now  an  undisputed  fact  that  the 
awaril  of  the  highest  merit  has  recently  been  given 
to  (  harles  Wesley,  and  in  tiiis  way:  A  minister  of 
the  Established  Church— the  Rev.  J.  King,  one  of 
the  lecturers  for  the  Palestine  Exploration  Fund- 
selected  fifty  of  the  l)est  known  hymnals  in  use  in 
the  Church  of  England.  He  went  through  each 
book,  and  marked  how  often  each  hymn  was  used. 
It  was  a  long  process;  but  when  completed  he 
found  that  two  hymns  of  Charles  Wesley- Mesus, 
Lover  of  my  Soul'  and  'Lol  He  comes  with 
clouds  descending'  — were  found  in  more  books 
than  the  hymns  by  any  other  author.  This  is  the 
more  remarkable  as  the  books  from  which  the  se- 
lection was  made  did  not  include  any  Methodist 
collection,  nor  any  collection  In  use  by  any  congre- 
gation outside  the  Church  of  England.  This  is  a 
test  so  fair  and  so  entirely  above  suspicion  that  it 
must  be  accepted  as  quite  indisputable."  (Steven- 
sou.; 


164  L  M 

NATURE  with  open  volimie  stands 
To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad  ; 
And  every  labor  of  his  hands 

Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man, 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines ; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  0 1  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  God,  the  Saviour,  loved  and  died ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

4  I  would  forever  speak  his  name, 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown ; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Author's  title:   '■'Christ   Crucified,  the   ^yisdom 
and  Poicer  o/  God.'*    From  Hymns  and  Spiritual 
Songs,  1707.    Two  inferior  stanzas  are  omitted: 

3  Ileie  his  whole  name  appears  complete; 

>»'or  wit  can  guess,  nor  wisdom  prove 
AVhich  of  the  letters  best  is  writ. 
The  power,  the  wisdom, or  the  love. 

4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart. 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join, 
Piercing  his  Son  with  shari)est  smart. 
To  make  the  i)urchasea  pleasure  mine. 


7^ 


MEDIATION  OF  CHRIST. 


1G5 


L.  M. 


OF  Him  ^Yho  did  ^^alvation  bring 
1  could  forever  think  and  sing : 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve  ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  V)ut  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given  ! 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  lieaven  : 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blushed  in  blood  ; 
He  elosed  his  eyes  to  show  us  Go<l : 
Let  all  the  woild  foil  down  and  know 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  Tis  thee  I  love  ;  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ; 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  : 

Ah !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 

Ah  !  who  that  loves  can  love  enougli  ? 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux.    Tr.  by  A .  W.  Boehm. 

This  translation  of  the  Latin  of  St.  Bernard  was 
lonj:  accredited  to  Chailes  Wesley,  but  it  has  been 
loiind  in  a  book  of  rra?!.s7a^/0M«  by  Anthony  Wil- 
liclni  Boehm,  tliat  was  published  before  the  time  of 
tlie  Wesleys.  Nothing  more  is  known  of  Boehm  than 
that  he  was  born  in  1(578,  and  died  in  1722.  Another 
stanza  is  found  in  Madan's  Collection^  1760,  which 
is  too  striking  to  omit: 


Eternal  Lord,  almighty  King. 
All  heaven  doth  -with  thy  triumphs  ring! 
Thou  con(iuei'st  all  beneath,  above. 
Devils  with  force,  and  men  with  love. 


166  L  M 

Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  laiow 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  luunble  honors  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'Twas  he  who  cleansed  our  foulest  sins, 

And  washed  us  in  his  richest  blood : 
'Tis  he  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  superior  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed — 
Let  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

Isaac  Watts. 

This  hymn  was  i)reparcd  to  follow  a  sermon  on 
'■'Christ  our  High  Priest  and  King,"  based  on  Itev. 
i.  5,  G:  "Unto  him  that  loved  us  and  washed  us 
from  our  sins  in  his  own  blood,  and  bath  made  us 
kings  and  priests  unto  (iod  and  his  Father;  to  him 
be  glory  and  dominion  for  ever  and  ever.  Amen." 
It  is  from  Ilrjmns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707,  Two 
stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  Behold,  on  flyingclouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move; 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierced  him  once, 
Tlien  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  -world  shall  wail 

"While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  daj-: 

Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 

Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay . 


SECTION  III. 

OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST, 


167  L.M.    6  1. 

CiREATOR,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 
''  The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come,  visit  every  waiting  mind, 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind  : 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  thy  temples  worthy  thee. 

2  0  Source  of  uncreated  heat. 
The  Father's  promised  Paraclete ! 
Thrice  holy  Fount,  immortal  Fire, 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire : 
Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring. 
To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 

3  Plenteous  of  grace,  descend  from  high. 
Rich  in  thy  sevenfold  energy  ! 

Thou  Strength  of  His  almighty  hand, 
Whose  power  does  heaven  and  earth  com- 
mand. 
Refine  and  purge  our  earthly  parts, 
And  stami)  thine  image  on  our  liearts. 
Rahanus  Alaurus.    Tr.  hy  John  Dryden. 

This  hymn  (Fern,  Creator  Spiriius)  lias  been 
variously  accredited  to  Charlemagne,  to  Ambi-ose  of 
Rlilan,  to  Gregory  the  Great,  anil  to  Rabanus  Maii- 
rus,  Bishop  of  Mayence.  The  latter  is  probably  the 
real  author  according  to  Dr.  Dufiield,  the  latest 
authority  on  the  '•'■Latin  Hymn  Writers  and  their 
Hymns.''''  This  hymn  has  found  a  place  in  the  rit- 
ual of  many  churches,  and  is  used  at  the  corona- 
tion of  kings  and  popes,  and  the  ordination  of 
bishops  and  elders.  The  translation  used  in  our 
ordination  service  for  elders  and  bishojis  is  by  Rev. 
John  Cosin,  D.D.  (1594-1672),  Bishop  of  Durham. 
Dryden's  translation  has  thirty-nine  lines.  The 
following  IS  the  first  verse  of  the  original: 

Fe??i,  Creator  Spiritus^ 
Mentes  tuorum  vtsita, 
Imple  supcrna  gratia 
Quae  ill  crcati  peciora. 


168  L.  M. 

JESUS,  we  on  the  words  depend, 
Spoken  by  thee  while  present  here: 
"The  Father  in  my  name  shall  send 
The  Holy  Ghoat,  the  Comforter." 

2  That  promise  made  to  Adam's  race, 

Now,  Lord,  in  us,  e'en  us  fulfill ; 
And  give  the  Spirit  of  thy  grace 
To  teach  us  all  thy  perfect  will. 

3  That  heavenly  Teacher  of  mankind, 

That  Guide  infallible,  impart. 
To  bring  thy  sayings  to  our  mind, 
And  write  them  on  our  faithful  heart. 

4  That  peace  of  God,  that  peace  of  thine, 

O  might  he  now  to  us  bring  in. 
And  fill  our  souls  with  power  divine. 
And  make  an  end  of  fear  and  sin  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  Hymns  of  Petition  and  Thanksgiving., 
1740.  Based  on  John  xiv.  26,  27:  "But  the  Com- 
forter, Avhich  is  the  Holy  Ghost,  whom  the  Father 
will  send  in  my  name,  he  shall  teach  you  all  things, 
and  bring  all  things  to  your  remembrance,  whatso- 
ever I  have  said  unto  you.  Peace  I  leave  with  you, 
my  peace  1  give  unto  yon;  not  as  the  world  giveth, 
give  1  unto  j'ou.  Let  not  your  heart  be  troubled, 
neither  let  it  be  afraid." 
The  fourth  and  sixth  verses  are  omitted: 
4  He  only  can  the  words  apply 

Through  which  Ave  endless  life  jwssess, 
Antl  deal  to  each  his  legacy. 
His  Lord's  unuttei-able  peace. 

6  The  length  and  breadth  of  love  reveal. 
The  heiglit  and  depth  of  Deity; 
And  all  the  sons  of  glory  seal. 
And  change,  and  make  us  all  like  thee. 
There  are  only  seven  hymns  in   this  section   by 
Charles  Wesley.'  None  of   his  hymns  under  this 
head  are  numbered  among  his  best. 

(75) 


76 


OFFICES   OF   THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


169  L.  M. 

LORD,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 
The  apoi^tolic  promise  given  ; 
We  wait  the  pentecostiil  powers, 
The  Holy  Ghost  sent  down  from  heaven. 

2  Ah  !  leave  us  not  to  mourn  below, 

Or  long  for  thy  return  to  pine ; 

Now,  Lord,  the  Comforter  bestow, 

And  fix  in  us  the  Guest  divine. 

3  Assembled  here  with  one  accord, 

Calmly  we  wait  the  promised  grace, 
Tlie  purchase  of  our  dying  Lord : 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  fill  the  place. 
Charles  Wesley. 
'•'A  Jlymn  for  the  Day  of  Penteeosl  "  is  the  title  of 
this  hymn  iu  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1742.     It 
is  based  on  the  second  chapter  of  Acts.    The  origi- 
nal has  twelve  stanzas,  bcginnintr,  "Rejoice,  re- 
joice, ye  fallen   race."    The   above  are  the  fifth, 
sixth  and  seventh  stanzas. 


170 


8s,  Gs. 


LET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  ?ky ! 
Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  higli. 

According  to  his  word : 
All  hail  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
The  coming  of  the  Holy  Ghost ! 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath. 

New  life  creates  within  ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 

Of  trespasses  and  sin  : 
All  hail  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Tlie  coming  of  the  Holy  Ghost! 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Si)irit  takes, 

And  shows  them  unto  men  ; 
The  fallen  soul  his  temi)le  makes, 

God's  image  stamps  again  : 
All  hail  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
The  coming  of  the  Holy  Ghost  I 

4  Come,  Holy  Si)irit,  from  above. 

With  thy  celestial  lire  ; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love. 

Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire: 
Be  this  our  day  of  Pentecost, 
The  coming  of  the  Holy  Gliost! 

Thomas  Cotter  ill. 


This  hymn,  celebrating  the  day  of  rentccost,  is 
marked  by  a  cheerful  vivacity  found  in  so  many 
of  the  Advent  hymns  antl  Incarnation  odes.  In  some 
of  the  hymnals  the  last  two  lines  of  each  stanza  are 
onulted,  thus  making  it  a  common  meter  hymn; 
but  such  emendations  are  ma«le  at  the  exj^cnse  of 
the  leal  force  and  beauty  of  the  hymn.  It  was 
first  published  in  the  eighth  edition  of  the  author's 
Hymn  Book  ^Sheffield,  1819). 


171  C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 
Let  us  thine  influence  prove ; 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire. 
Fountain  of  light  and  love. 

2  Come,  Holy  Ghost — for,  moved  by  thee, 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke — 
Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key; 
Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

3  Expand  thy  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night ; 
On  our  disorder'd  spirits  move. 
And  let  there  now  be  light 

4  God,  through  himself,  we  then  shall  know. 

If  thou  within  us  shine ; 
And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 
The  depths  of  love  divine. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns   and   Saered  Poems.,  1740.    Title: 
'■'■Before  Beading  tlie  Scriptures.''^     In  verse  three, 
line  one,  the  author  wi-ote  "  i)rolific "  instead  of 
"•celestial."  

172  c.  M. 

SPIRIT  Divine,  attend  our  prayer. 
And  make  our  hearts  thy  home ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power ; 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come ! 

2  Come  as  the  light:  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe; 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  i)iu'ge  our  hearts,^ 

Like  sacrificial  flame ; 
Let  our  wholi'  soul  an  ofl{^ring  be 
To  our  Kede(>mer's  name. 

4  Come  as  tlie  wind,  witli  rushing  sound, 

With  pentecostil  grace ; 
And  make  the  great  salvation  known 
Wide  as  the  human  race. 


OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


77 


5  Come  as  the  dove,  and  spread  thy  wings, 
The  wings  of  peaceful  love ; 
And  let  thy  Church  on  earth  hecome 
Blest  as  thy  Church  above. 

Andrew  Reed. 
FiX)m  the  author's  collection  of  Hymns  published 
in  1841.    Title:  '-'■For  the  Opening  of  a  Church— A 
Prayer  to  the  Spirit.'"    The  fourth  ami  seventh 
stanzas  lue  omitted: 

4  Come  as  the  dew,  and  sweetly  bless 
Tliis  consecrated  hour; 
May  barrenness  rejoice  to  own 
Thy  fertilizing-  power. 

7  Spirit  Divine,  attend  our  prayers, 
Make  a  lost  world  thy  home; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  powers: 
O  come,  Great  Spirit,  come! 
In  verse  one  the  author  wrote  "prayers"  and 
"  powers;  "  "  this  house  "  instead  of  "  our  hearts," 
antl  for  the  last  line  "  O  come,  Great  Spirit,  come." 
In  verse  two,"  emptiness  "  instead  of  "  sinfulness." 
In  third  and  fourth  lines  of  verse  four  he  wrote 
"That  all  of  woman  born  may  see 
The  glory  of  thy  face." 
Verses  four  and  five  are  here  transposed.    It  will  be 
seen  that  the  author  here  makes  the  various  Script- 
ure symbols  of  the  Spirit  the  themes  of  the  succes- 
sive stanzas  of  this  bymn — light,  fire,  wind,  dew, 
dove. 


hymn,  like  most  of  tiic  others  written  by  Cowper, 
was  the  outgi-owth  of  an  actual  experience.  He 
dated  his  conversion  in  .July,  1704,  when  in  tlie  St. 
Alban's  asylum,  his  (!yes  one  day  fell  upon  Hom. 
iii.  2.'):  "  Being  justilied  freely  by  his  grace,"  etc., 
the  Spirit  breatlu'd  upon  the  word  and  brought  its 
saving  truth  sensil)ly  to  his  sight.  "  In  a  moment," 
says  he,  "  T  believed  and  I  received  the  gospel." 
Tlie  omitted  stanza  is: 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  ])ursue 
The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above." 


173  c.  M. 

THE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 
And  brings  the  truth  to  sight; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page^ 

Majestic  like  the  sun ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display. 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

William  Cowper. 

''The  Sight  and  Glory  of  the  Word''  is  the  title 
of  this  hymn  in  the  Olney  Collection.,  1779,  where  it 
has  five  stanzas,  the  fifth  being  omitted  here.   This 


174  s.  M. 

SPIRIT  of  faith,  come  down, 
Reveal  the  things  of  God  ; 
And  make  to  us  the  Godhead  known, 
And  witness  with  the  blood. 

2  'Tis  thine  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  give  us  eyes  to  see. 
Who  did  for  every  sinner  die, 
Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

3  No  man  can  truly  say 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
Unless  thou  take  the  veil  away. 
And  breathe  the  living  word. 

4  Then,  only  then,  we  feel 

Our  interest  in  his  blood. 
And  cry,  with  joy  unspeakable, 
"  Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God ! " 

5  0  that  the  world  might  know 

The  all-atoning  Lamb ! 
Spirit  of  faith,  descend,  and  show 
The  virtue  of  his  name. 
G  The  grace  which  all  may  find, 
The  saving  power,  impart ; 
And  testify  to  all  mankind, 
And  speak  in  every  heart. 

7  Inspire  the  living  faith. 

Which  whosoe'er  receives. 
The  witness  in  himself  he  hath, 
And  consciously  believes ; — 

8  The  faith  that  conquers  all, 

And  doth  the  mountain  move, 
And  saves  Avhoe'er  on  Jesus  call, 
And  perfects  them  in  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
YvorcvHynms  of  Petition  and  Thanksgiving,  1746. 
The  third  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 


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OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


I  know  my  Saviour  lives, 

He  lives,  M'ho  died  for  me, 
My  inmost  soul  His  voice  receives 

Wliolianjrs  on  yonder  tree: 
Set  forth  before  my  eyes 

Even  now  1  see  him  bleed. 
And  hear  liis  mortal  groans  and  cries, 

While  suffering  in  my  steatl. 


175  T^-  P-  M. 

/  10MK,  Holy  (.;host,  all-(iuk-k'ning  fire, 
\J  Come,  and  my  hallowed  heart  inspire, 
Sprinkled  with  the  atoning  blood  : 
Now  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal ; 
Tiiy  mighty  working  let  me  feel. 
And  know  that  I  am  born  of  God. 

2  Humble,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 
O  may  I,  as  a  little  child, 

My  lowly  Master's  steps  pursue ! 
Be  anger  to  my  soul  unknown ; 
Hate,  envy,  jealousy,  be  gone : 

In  love  create  thou  all  things  new. 

3  Let  earth  no  more  my  heart  divid(> ; 
With  Christ  may  I  be  crucified  ; 

To  thee  with  my  whole  heart  aspire : 
Dead  to  the  world  and  all  its  toys. 
Its  idle  pomp,  and  fading  joys, 

lie  thou  alone  my  one  desire ! 

4  My  will  l)e  swallowed  up  in  thee! 
Light  in  thy  light  still  may  I  see, 

Beholding  thee  with  open  face: 
Called  the  full  power  of  faith  to  i)rove 
Let  all  my  hallowed  heart  be  love, 
And  all  my  spotless  life  be  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  '■'■Hyinn   to    Ciod  (he    Sanctifier "  is  from 
Jfymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  1740,  where  it  has  eight 
stanzas,  the  above  being  the  first,  fouith,  fifth,  and 
seventh. 


176 


S.  >L 


riO^Os  Holy  Si)irit,  come, 
\J    AVith  energy  divine. 
And  on  this  ]>oor,  benighted  soul. 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  C)  melt  this  frozen  heart; 
This  stubborn  will  subdue ; 
Kach  evil  ))assion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew  ! 


3  The  profit  will  be  mine, 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise ; 
And  unto  thee  will  I  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

Benjamin  Bcddouti . 
Taken  from  tlie  anther's  posthumous  Hymns, 
181S,  where  it  bears  the  title  -'Invoeation.''  Only 
one  verbal  change:  in  verse  three  for '■'And  unto 
thee"  the  author  wrote  " Cheerful  to  thee."  One 
stanza  is  omitted: 

2  From  the  celestial  hills 

Light,  life,  and  joy  dispense; 
And  may  I  daily,  hourly,  feel 
Thy  quiclicning  intluence. 


177 


s.  :nl 


OCO^IE,  and  dwell  in  me, 
Spirit  of  power  within ! 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear,  and  sin. 

2  This  inward,  dire  disease, 

Spirit  of  health,  remove, 
Spirit  of  finished  holiness, 
Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

3  Hasten  the  joyful  day 

Which  shall  my  sins  consume, 
AVhen  old  things  shall  be  done  away, 
And  all  things  new  become. 

4  I  want  the  M'itness,  Lord, 

That  all  I  do  is  right, 
According  to  thy  will  and  word, 
AVell  pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

5  I  a>sk  no  higher  state ; 

Indulge  me  but  in  this ; 
And  soon  or  later  then  translate 
To  my  eternal  bliss. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:  '•'■Seeking  for  Full  Redemption.^^  Yrom 
Short  Hymns  on  Seleet  Passages  of  the  Holy 
Sej-iptures^  17(52.  The  first  two  stanzas  are  founded 
on  2  Cor.  iii.  17:  "AVliere  the  Spirit  of  the  Ix)rd  is, 
(here  is  liberty."  The  third  stanza  is  based  upon 
2  Coi".  V.  17:  "Old  things  are  ])assed  away;  behold, 
all  things  are  become  new."  The  text  of  the  last 
two  stanzas  is  Heb.  xi.  .'>:  "  iJefore  his  translation 
lie  had  tliis  testimony,  that  he  i)leascd  Clod." 

In  verse  two,  line  one,  tlie  author  wi-ote:  "T"'*^ 
i'eetio/st/i'.s  disease."  The  fourth  sfcimza  isomitted: 
4  The  original  offense 
Out  of  my  soul  erase. 
Enter  thyself,  ancl  «lrive  it  hence. 
And  take  up  all  the  place. 


OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


79 


Rev.  William  Inglis  was  a  pious  and  useful  Wes- 
leyaii  local  preacher.  One  of  his  valued  admoni- 
tions was:  "  When  the  workl  assaults  you,  watch 
aud  pray;  when  the  flesh,  flee  and  i)ray;  when  the 
tlevil,  light  and  pray.*'  The  last  public  service 
that  he  conducted  was  a  seven  o'clock  morning 
prayer-meeting.  •  lie  gave  out  this  hymn  and  read 
with  special  emphasis  and  imiiressiveness  the 
fourth  and  fifth  stanzas.  Tluit  evening,  in  return- 
ing to  the  same  chapel,  he  suddenly  fell  to  the 
ground  and  life  Avas  extinct.  They  recalled  then 
how  solemnly  he  had  read  at  the  close  of  the  morn- 
ing prayer-meeting: 

"And  soon  or  later  then  translate 
To  mv  eternal  bliss."' 


ways  substituted  some  other  word  for  it  In  tlie 
hymns  that  he  e«lited.  He  thought  it  was  "using 
too  much  familiarity  with  the  great  Lord  of  heaven 
and  earth."  • 


179 


C.  M. 


178  c.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
AVith  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  oui-s. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys ; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys ! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  And  shall  we  then  forever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

AVith  all  thy  quick'ning  powei-s  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  oui-s. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Title:  '•'■Breathinc)  after  the  Hnhj  Spirit;  or^ Fer- 
vency of  Devotion  Desired."'     From  Ili/mns  and 
Spiritual  Songs,  1707.    The  third  line  of  the  sec- 
ond stanza  has  been  changed.    AVatts  wrote: 
"■  Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go.''^ 
Watts  also  began  the  fourth  stanza: 

'''Dear  Lord,  and  shall  we  ever  live." 
These  changes,  Dr.  Nutter  thinks,  were  probably 
matle  by  John  Wesley,  who  published  this  hymn, 
with  others,  in  his  Collection  of  Psabns  and  Hyjuns, 
in  173S  and  1741.  With  regard  to  the  word  ^^dear," 
John  Wesley  was  very  particular.  He  never  used 
it  himself  in  reference  to  the  Saviour,  and  he  al- 


CELESTIAL  Dove,  come  from  above, 
And  guide  me  in  thy  ways  ; 
My  heart  prepare  for  solemn  prayer, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Open  mine  eyes,  and  make  me  wise, 
^ly  int'rest  to  discern  ; 
From  even,'  sin,  without,  within, 
Incline  my  heart  to  turn. 

.'>  Fly  to  my  aid,  when  I'm  afraid. 
Or  plunged  in  deep  distress ; 
;My  foes  subdue,  and  bring  me  through 
This  howling  wilderness. 

Benjamin  Bcddome. 

This  short  but  beautiful  hymn  of  invocation  is 
one  of  a  comparatively  small  number  in  the  Hymn 
Book  which  has  a  double  rhyme  in  the  first  antl 
third  lines.    From  the  author's  Hymns,  ISlH. 


180  L.  M. 

1T\THER,  if  justly  still  we  claim 
-     To  us  and  ours  the  promise  made. 
To  us  be  graciously  the  same. 

And  crown  with  living  fire  our  head. 

2  Our  claim  admit,  and  from  above 

Of  holiness  the  Spirit  shower. 
Of  wise  discernment,  humble  love, 
And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  power. 

3  The  Spirit  of  convincing  speech. 

Of  power  demonstrative,  impart, 
Such  as  may  every  conscience  reach, 
And  sound  the  unoelieving  heart, — 

4  The  Spirit  of  refining  fire. 

Searching  the  inmost  of  the  mind, 
To  purge  all  fierce  and  foul  desire, 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind. 

5  The  Spirit  breathe  of  inward  life, 

AVhich  in  our  hearts  tliy  laws  may  write, 
Then  grief  expires,  and  pain,  and  strife; 
'Tis  nature  all, — and  all  delight. 

Henry  More. 
"This  and  the  following  number  form  part  of  a 
hymn  written  by  Dr.  Henry  Moie  (1614-1G87)  an<l 


80 


OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


aUored  by  John  Wesley.  The  first  five  stanzas  of 
ilie  oiijrinal  arc  oniitteil;  the  llist  line  reads  thus: 
"  When  Christ  had  left  his  llesh  below." 
*'  This  fine  Pentecostal  hymn  lias  formed  the  theme 
of  i\  most  interesting  jjaper,  in  a  recent  issue  of  the 
Wrslci/an  Jfagazi ne,  iiom  the  pen  of  lU'v.G.  Os- 
lK)rn,  D.I).,  in  which  the  reader  is  ])resented  with 
parts  of  tlie  ori^rinal  V)y  Dr.  IMore,  and  the  altered 
vci*sion  by  .John  Wesley  (see  note  under  next 
hymn),  exiiibitini?  the  masterly  hand  of  Wesley 
and  how  the  fullness  of  the  gospel  salvation  shines 
out  in  Wesley's  rendering  even  more  brightly  than 
the  genius  of  the  poet."    (George  John  Stevenson.) 


181  L.  M. 

0\  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower, 
The  earth  in  riszhteousness  renew  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  and  hell's  o'erpoM'er, 
And  to  thy  sceptre  all  subdue. 

2  Like  mighty  winds  or  torrents  fierce, 

Let  it  opposers  all  o'errun  ; 
And  every  law  of  sin  reverse, 
That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 

3  Yea,  let  it.  Lord,  in  every  place 

Its  richest  energy  declare ; 
While  lovely  tempers,  fruits  of  grace, 
The  kingdom  of  thy  Christ  prepare. 

4  Grant  this,  O  holy  God  and  true  ! 

The  ancient  seers  thou  didst  inspire ; 
To  us  perform  the  promise  due ; 

Descend,  and  crown  us  now  with  fire. 
JTcnry  More. 
See  note  to  i)receding  hymn,  of  which  this  is  the 
concluding  part.    We  here    give   the  original  of 
these  stanzas,  that  the  reader  may  see  just  what 
changes  were  made  by  Wesley: 

"On  all  the  earth  thy  .Si)irit  pour, 

In  righteousness  it  to  renew : 
That  .Satan's  kingdom  't  may  o'erpower, 
And  to  Christ's  sceptre  may  subdue. 

*'  Like  mighty  wind  oi*  torrent  fierce, 
Let  it  withstanders  all  o'errun, 

And  every  wicked  law  reverse. 
That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 

*'  Let  peace  and  joy  in  each  place  Pi)ring, 
And  righteousness,  theSpii-it's  fruits. 

With  meekness,  friendship  and  each  thing 
That  with  the  Christian  spiiit suits. 

"Grant  this,  O  holy  Ood  and  true. 
Who  the  ancient  i)roi)hets  did  insjjiro 

Haste  to  ])erform  thy  ])romiso  due. 
As  all  thv  servants  thee  desire."  ^ 


Fi-om  this  specimen  we  may  safely  conclude  that 
but  for  John  Wesley  the  name  of  Henry  Moi-e 
would  hardly  have  been  preserved  among  the 
hymn-writers  of  the  Church. 


182  Cs,  4s. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  in  love, 
Shed  on  us  from  above 
Thine  own  bright  ray! 
Divinely  good  thou  art; 
Thy  sacred  gifts  impart 
To  gladden  each  sad  heart : 
0  come  to-day ! 

2  Come,  tenderest  Friend,  and  best, 
Our  most  delightful  Guest, 

AVith  soothing  power: 
Kest,  which  the  weary  know. 
Shade,  'mid  the  noontide  glow, 
Peace,  when  deep  griefs  o'erflow. 

Cheer  us,  this  hour ! 

3  Come,  all  the  faithful  bless ; 
Let  all  who  Christ  confess 

His  praise  employ : 
Give  virtue's  rich  reward; 
Victorious  death  accord. 
And,  with  our  glorious  Lord, 

Eternal  joy ! 

From  the  Latin.    Tr.  by  Hay  Palmer. 

This  is  a  translation  of  the  celebrated  Latin  hymn 
'•'■Ad  Sanctum  /Sjn'riVws  "  beginning,  Veiti^  Sancte 
Spi7-itus.  It  has  been  attributed  to  Kobert  the 
Second,  king  of  France,  but  Dr.  Dufiield  a.'^signs  it 
to  Hermannus  Contractus.  Dean  Stanley,  who  is 
himself  the  author  of  one  of  the  best  of  the  many 
translations  of  this  hymn,  i)ronounces  it  "  the  most 
beaiUiful  of  all  the  Latin  hymns."  The  above  ex- 
cellent translation  first  appeared  in  the  Sahbntb 
Hymn  Book  ( Andovcr,  1858).  Tiie  third  and  fourth 
stanzas  are  omitted : 

3  Come,  Light  serene,  and  still 
Our  inmost  bosoms  fill; 

Dwell  in  each  breast: 
We  know  no  dawn  biit  thine. 
Send  forth  tliy  beams  divine, 
On  our  dark  soids  to  shine, 

And  make  us  blest! 

4  Exalt  our  low  desires; 
E.\tinguish  i)assion's  fires; 

Heal  every  wound: 
Our  stubborn  sjiirits  bend. 
Our  icy  coldness  end. 
Our  devious  stejis  attend. 

While  heavenward  bound. 


OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


81 


The  following  is  the  first  stiuiza  of  the  origiual 

Latin: 

Ve7ii,  Sayicte  Spii-itus^ 

Et  emitie  coelUus 

Lucis  tuae  radium. 

Ve7ii,  ijatcr  pauperum^ 

Yeni^  ilutor  muneruvi^ 

Veni^  lumen  cordium. 


183  c.  M. 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints. 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come ; 

May  thy  blest  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Safely  convey  me  home  ! 

Isaac  Watts. 

From  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  Title: 
*T/ie  Witnessing  and  Sealing  Spirit.^'  Based  on 
Rom.  viii.  14-16:  ''For  as  many  as  are  led  by  the 
Spirit  of  God,  they  are  the  sons  of  God.  For  ye 
have  not  received  the  spirit  of  bondage  again  to 
fear;  but  ye  have  received  the  Spirit  of  adoption, 
whereby  we  cry,  Abba,  Father.  The  Spirit  itself 
beareth  witness  with  onr  spirit,  that  we  are  the 
children  of  God."  Also  Eph.  i.  13,  U:  "In  whom 
ye  also  trusted,  after  that  ye  heard  the  Avord  of 
truth,  the  gospel  of  your  salvation:  in  Avhom  also, 
after  that  ye  believed,  ye  Avere  sealed  Avith  that 
Holy  Spirit  of.  promise,  Avhich  is  the  earnest  of  our 
inheritance  until  the  redemption  of  the  purchased 
possession,  unto  the  i)raise  of  his  glory.'' 

The  author  Avrote,"<S'o?7ie  tokens  "  in  the  last  line 
of  the  first  stanza;  and  the  last  tAVO  lines  of  the  last 
stanza: 

'■'■And  thy  soft  Avings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home." 


184  c.  M. 

SOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high. 
Allow  my  humble  claim  ; 
Nor,  while  a  worm  would  raise  its  head, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 
6 


2  "  My  Father,  God  !  "  how  sweet  the  sound ! 

How  tender  and  how  dear ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  lieart ; 
And  show  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  i)art. 

4  Cheered  by  a  signal  so  divine,' 

Unwav'ring  I  believe ; 
Thou  know'st  I  "Abba,  Father,"  cry ; 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

Original  title:  "yl  Filial  Temper  the  Work  of  the 
Spirit  and  a  Proof  of  Adoption.^^    Based  on  Gal. 
iv.  6:  "And  because  ye  .are  sons,  God  hath  sent 
forth  the  Spirit  of  his  Son  into  your  hearts,  crying, 
Abba,  Father."    The  following  stanza  is  omitted: 
5  On  Avings  of  everlasting  love, 
The  Comforter  is  come; 
All  terrors  at  his  voice  disperse, 
And  endless  pleasures  bloom. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  founded  on  Various 
Texts  in  the  Holy  Scriptures.,  1755. 


185  c.  M. 

GREAT  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power 
All  creatures  live  and  move, 
On  us  thy  benediction  shower ; 
Inspire  our  souls  with  love. 

2  Hail,  Source  of  light !  arise  and  shine  ; 

Darkness  and  doubt  dispel ; 
Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we  are  thine ; 
In  us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 

And  full  redemption  bring ; 
New  tongues  impart  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 

To  all  the  world  beside ; 
Exulting  then  we  feel  and  own 
Our  Saviour  glorified. 

Thomas  Haiveis. 
Original  title:    '■'•Day  of  Pentecost. ^^     In  verse 
three,  line  tAvo,  the  author  Avrote: 

"■Compleal  redemption  bring." 
In  A'erse  four,  line  four: 

"  Our  Jesus  glorified." 
From  the  author's  Carinina  Christo;  or.  Hymns 
to  the  Saviour,  1792. 


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OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


186  8,  7. 

HOLY  GHOST,  dispel  our  sadnesp ; 
Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  joy  and  gladness, 

Breathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thy  light : 
From  the  height  which  knows  no  measure. 

As  a  gracious  shower  descend. 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 
]Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 

2  Author  of  the  new  creation, 

Come  with  unction  and  with  power ; 
Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation  ; 

On  our  souls  thy  graces  shower : 
Hear,  O  hear  our  supplication, 
Blessed  Spirit,  God  of  peace ! 
Rest  upon  this  congregation, 
"With  tlie  fullness  of  thy  grace. 

Paul  GerharcU.    Tr.  by  J.  C.  Jacobi. 

"This  hymn  has  had  a  voniarlial)lc  history.  It 
has  been  drawn  and  quartered  again  anil  again. 
The  German  original  was  written  by  Panl  Gcr- 
hardt,  about  1725.  It  was  translated  in  ten  eight- 
line  stanzas  by  John  Christian  Jacol)i.  In  177G  the 
llev.  Augustus  M.  Toplady  mixde  over  this  transla- 
tion into  a  hymn  of  six  eight-line  stanzas  for  his 
selection  of  hymns.  Tlie  editors  of  the  1S49  edition 
of  the  Methodist  Episcopal  Hymn  Hook  trans- 
posed and  altered  Toplady's  version;  and  tiie  ed- 
itors of  the  i)resent  Hymnal  made  still  further 
changes.  If  it  is  not  tlie  finest  hymn  now  extant 
it  cannot  be  for  lack  of  attention."     (C.  S.  Nutter.) 

The  above  hymn  was  taken  from  the  ITymnal  of 
the  Methodist  Episcopal  CJiurcJi;  and  hence  Dr. 
Nutter's  note  is  quoted  here. 


187 


HOLY  GHOST,  with  light  divine. 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away. 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control. 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soid. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  witl)  joy  divine. 
Cheer  tljis  saddened  heart  of  mine 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart. 

Heal  my  wounded,  l)leeding  heart. 


4  Holy  Spirit,  all-divine. 
Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mme; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme — and  reign  alone. 

Andrew  Reed. 
In  the  author's  collection,  published  in  1S17,  this 
hymn  is  titled:  '''-Prayer  to  the  Spirits  Theorigi- 
nal  contains  four  double  stanzas,  and  the  above  is 
made  up  of  the  first  half  of  each  stanza  without 
change. 


188  s.  M. 

LORD  God,  the  Holy  Ghost, 
In  this  accepted  hour, 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power! 

2  We  meet  with  one  accord 

In  our  appointed  place, 
And  wait  the  i)romise  of  our  Lord, 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

3  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 

Ul)on  the  waves  beneath, 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind, 
One  soul,  one  feeling,  breathe. 

4  The  young,  the  old,  inspire 

With  wisdom  from  above ; 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  love. 

5  Spirit  of  light,  explore. 

And  chase  our  gloom  away, 
AVith  lustre  shining  more  and  more 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

6  Spirit  of  truth,  be  thou 

In  life  and  death  our  guide ; 
O  Spirit  of  adoption,  noio 
]\Iay  we  be  sanctified  ! 

Jamrs  Montgomery. 
This   hymn   on   '■^TJie  Descent  of  the  Spirif'  is 
based  on  Actsii.  1-4,  "And  when  the  day  of  Pente- 
cost was  fully  come,"  etc.    From   the    Christian 
Psalmist,  lS2r,. 


189  c.  M. 

COME,  Holy  (Jhost,  my  sotd  iiisi)ire; 
Tliis  one  great  gift  imi)art — 
Wliat  most  T  need,  and  most  desire, 
A  liunible,holy  heart. 


OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


83 


2  Bear  witness  I  am  born  again, 

My  many  sins  forgiven  ; 
Xor  let  a  gloomy  doubt  remain 
To  cloud  my  hope  of  heaven. 

3  More  of  myself  grant  I  may  know, 

From  sin's  deceit  be  free ; 
In  all  the  Christian  graces  grow, 
And  live  alone  to  thee. 

AsaJiel  Xcttlcton. 

From  the  author's  Village  Hi/mns,  1824.  It 
WiUild  he  diflicult  to  find  a  hymn  that  presents 
more  hiiefl\'  and  clearly  the  desire  of  a  devout 
heart  for  humility,  holiness,  tlie  witness  of  the 
Spirit,  and  groMth  in  grace,  than  this. 


190  7s     D. 

HOLY  SPIEIT,  faithful  Guide, 
Ever  near  the  Christian's  side. 
Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand. 
Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land  ; 
AVeary  souls  fore'er  rejoice, 
"While  they  hear  that  sweetest  voice, 
Whisp'ring  softly,  "  AVanderer,  come  ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home." 

2  Ever  present,  truest  Friend, 
Ever  near  thine  aid  to  lend. 
Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear. 
Groping  on  in  darkness  drear. 
"When  the  storms  are  raging  sore, 
Hearts  grow  faint,  and  hopes  give  o'er — 
Whisper  softly,  "  "\Vanderer,  come ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home." 

3  When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease, 
"Waiting  still  for  sweet  release, 
Xothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Trusting  that  our  names  are  there ; 
"Wading  deep  the  dismal  flood. 
Pleading  naught  but  Jesus'  blood, — 
'\Miisper  softly,  "  Wanderer,  come ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home." 

Marcus  Morris  Wells. 

This  first  appeared  in  1858.  In  verse  three  the 
author  wrote  ''wondering  if"  instead  of  "trust- 
ing that."  The  author  wrote  a  tune  for  these 
words.  It  seems  to  be  based  on  Ps.  xxxii.  8:  "I 
will  instruct  thee  and  teach  thee  in  the  way  which 
thou  Shalt  go.    I  will  guide  thee  with  mine  eye." 


191 


L.  M. 


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SPIRIT  of  the  living  God, 
In  all  the  fullness  of  thy  grace. 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race  ! 


2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  : 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
AVhene'er  the  joyful  sound  is  lieard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength,  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath  ! 

4  Baptize  the  nations  !  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify. 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

5  God  from  eternity  hath  willed 

All  flesh  shall  his  salvation  see : 
So  be  the  Father's  love  fulfilled, 
The  Saviour's  suff" 'rings  crowned  tlirough 
thee!  .         ,. 

James  Montgomery. 

Author's  title:  '•'The  Spirit  Accompanying  the 
Word  of  God."  Cue  stanza,  the  foiirth  of  the 
original,  is  omitted: 

4  O  Spirit  of  the  Lord!  prepare 

All  the  round  earth  her  God  to  meet: 
Breathe  Thou  abroad  like  morning  ajr, 
Till  hearts  of  stone  begin  to  beat. 
From  Christian  Psalmist,  1825. 


192  L.  M. 

STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay  ! 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 
Xor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steeled  my  stubborn  heart. 

And  still  shook  ofi"  my  guilty  fears ; 
And  vexed  and  urged  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellions  years  ; 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved ; 


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OFFICES  OF  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 


4  Yet  O!  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High-Priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 
T'  exclude  me  from  thy  i^eople's  rest. 

5  This  only  Avoe  I  deprecate; 

Tliis  only  plague  I  pray  remove; 
Nor  leiive  me  in  my  lost  estate  ; 
Nor  curse  me  with  this  want  of  love. 
Charles  Wesley. 
'•''  Penitential  Hymn  "  is  the  title  of  \.\\\sin  Hymns 
and  iSac7-ed  Poems,  1749.     In   the  last  line  of  the 
secouil  stnuzn  the  author  wrote: 


"For/or/^  loug  rebellious  years." 

The  author  was  forty-two  years  old  when  he 
published  the  volume  that  contaius  this  hymu. 
There  are  two  additional  stanzas: 

G  If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 

From  now,  O  Lord,  rclie\e  my  woes. 
Into  Thy  rest  of  love  receive, 
And  bless  me  with  the  calm  repose. 

7  Fi-om  now  my  weaiy  soul  release. 
Upraise  me  by  Thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  into  Thy  perfect  peace. 
And  bring  mc  to  the  promised  land. 


SECTIOX  IV. 

INSTITUTIONS  OF  CHRISTIANITY. 

1.  THE  CHURCH. 


193  H.  M. 

ONE  sole  baptismal  sign, 
One  Lord  below,  above. 
One  faith,  one  hope  divine, 

One  only  watch-word,  love : 
From  diff 'rent  temples  though  it  rise. 
One  song  ascendeth  to  the  skies. 

2  Our  Sacrifice  is  one ; 

Our  Priest  before  the  throne, 
The  slain,  the  risen  Son, 

Redeemer,  Lord  alone : 
Thou  who  didst  raise  him  from  the  dead, 
Unite  thy  people  in  their  Head. 

3  Head  of  thy  Chui'ch  beneath. 

The  catholic,  the  true, 
On  all  her  members  breathe, 

Her  unity  renew : 
Then  shall  thy  perfect  will  be  done, 
AVhen  Christians  love  and  live  as  one. 
George  Robinson. 
This  hymn  lirst  appeared  in  a  volume   eutitlcd 
Original  Hymns,  (London,  ]S43,  edited  by  Rev.  J. 
Leifehild,  D.D.),  under  the   title  '■'•Christiayi  Fel- 
loicstiip.''^     In  verse  one,  line  three,  the  author 
wrote,  "Zion,  one  faith  is-  thine,'^  and  instead  of 
lines  five  and  six  of  the  second  verse, 

"And  sighs  for  contrite  hearts  that  spring 
Our  chief,  our  choicest  offering. " 
In  vei'se  three,  line  fo\ir,  he  Avrote  "•  broken  frame  " 
nistead  of  "  unity."    The  third  and  fourth  stanzas 
.are  omitted : 

3  Oh  why  should  they  who  love 
One  gospel  to  unfold, 
"Who  seek  one  home  above. 

On  earth  be  strange  and  cold? 
Why,  subjects  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
lu  strife  abide,  and  bitteniess? 


i  O  may  that  holy  prayer, 

His  tenderest  and  his  last, 
llis  constant,  latest  care 

E'er  to  his  throne  be  passed, 
No  longer  unfultillcd  remain. 
The  world's  oflense,  his  people's  stain! 


194  s  M 

I  LOVE  thy  kingdom.  Lord, 
The  house  of  thine  abode. 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  bought 
AVith  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  Church,  0  God ! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand, 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  her  sons 

My  voice  or  hands  deny, 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare,  or  her  woe, 
Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  every  grief  o'erflow. 

5  For  her  my  teai-s  shall  fall, 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

Timothy  Dwight. 
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INSTITUTIONS  OF  CHRISTIANITY. 


Tliis  liymn  lir^t  appealed  in  the  author's  edition 
ol  WaUs's  J^ahns  (1800)  luuier  tlii?  title,  "'Love  to 
thcCfnirch.^^  It  is  there  entered  as  part  third  to 
I's.  cxxxvii.,  being  based  more  particularly  on  the 
filth  and  sixth  verses,  '*  If  I  forget  thee.  ()  .lerusa- 
lem,  let  my  right  liand  forget  lier  cunning.  If  I  »lo 
iiotremeinl)er  thee,  let  my  tongue  cleave  to  the  roof 
of  my  moutli;  if  1  prefer  not  Jerusalem  above  my 
chief  joy."    Two  stanzas  ai-e  omitted : 

7  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine. 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Tliy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

8  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last. 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  jtrightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 


lo; 


8p,  7s,  4?. 

ZION  stands  with  hills  surroniKled, 
Zion,  kept  by  power  divine : 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine : 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove ; 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thoe  ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight: 

God  is  with  thee, 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

Thomas  KcUij. 
From  the  ai\t\\ov''s  Ifymns  on  Various  Passages 
of  ficriptiire,  1S04.     It  is  based  on  I's.  cxxv.  2:  "As 
the  mountains  are  round  about  Jerusalem,  so  the 
Lord  is  round  about  his  peoi)le   from   henceforth 
even  forever."    Two  stanzas  arc  omitted : 
8  Zion's  friend  in  nothing  alters, 
Thougli  all  others  may  and  do: 
His  is  love  that  never  falters, 
Always  to  its  object  true. 

Happy  Zion! 
Crowned  with  mercies  ever  new. 

4  If  thy  fJod  should  show  displeasure, 
'Tis  to  save,  and  not  destroy: 
If  he  punish,  'tis  in  measure; 


'Tis  to  rid  thee  of  alloy. 

Be  thou  patient: 
Soon  thy  grief  shall  turn  to  joy. 


196  c  M 

THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
And  my  salvation  too ; 
God  is  my  strength ;  nor  will  I  fear 
AVhat  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires — 

0  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love. 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide: 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Title:  '■'■The  Church  is  our  Dcli(jht  and  SaMij." 
Based  on  Ps.  xxvii.  1-G:  "-TheLoid  ismylightand 
my  salvation;  Avhom  shall  I  fear?  the  Lord  is  the 
strength  of  my  life;  of  whom  shall  I  be  afraid? 
"When  the  wicked,  even  mine  enemies  and  my  foes, 
came  upon  nie  to  eat  up  my  lle^h,  they  stumbled 
and  fell.  Though  a  host  should  encamp  against 
me,  my  heart  shall  not  fear:  though  war  should 
rise  against  me,  in  this  will  I  he  conlident.  One 
thing  have  I  desired  of  the  Lord,  that  will  I  seek 
after;  that  I  may  dwell  in  the  house  of  the  Lord 
all  the  days  of  my  life,  to  behold  the  beauty  of  the 
I>ord,  and  to  inquire  in  his  temi)le.  For  in  the 
time  of  trouble  he  shall  hide  me  in  his  i)avilion: 
in  the  secret  of  his  tabernacle  shall  he  hide  me: 
he  shall  set  me  up  upon  a  rock.  And  now  shall 
my  head  be  lifted  uj)  above  mine  enemies  roun<l 
about  me:  therefore  will  I  offer  in  his  tabernacle 
sacrilices  of  joy;  I  will  sing,  yea,  I  ^\  ill  sing  praises 
unto  the  Lord." 

It  is  from  the  author's  metrical  version  of  the 
Psalms  of  David,  1719.    One  stanza  is  omitteil: 
5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high, 
Above  my  foes  around; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
"NVilhin  thy  temple  soiuul. 


107  c.  M. 

OW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, 

In  Zion  Ictus  all  aii]>ear. 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  I " 


H' 


THE  CHURCH. 


87 


2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ! 

The  Church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints ; 

And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints. 
We  tremble,  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

AVhile  life  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell. 

There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Title:  '■'•Going  to  Church.'"  It  is  based  on  the 
hundred  and  tAventj'-second  Psahn :  "  I  Avas  glad 
wlien  they  said  unto  me,  Let  us  go  into  the  house 
of  the  Loi'd.  Our  feet  shall  stand  Avithiu  thy  gates, 
()  Jerusalem.  Jerusalem  is  builded  as  a  city  that 
is  compact  together:  whither  the  tribes  go  u]),  the 
tribes  of  the  Lord,  unto  the  testimony  of  Israel,  to 
give  thanks  unto  the  name  of  the  Lord.  For  there 
are  set  thrones  of  judgment,  the  thrones  of  the 
house  of  David.  Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem  : 
they  shall  prosper  that  love  thee.  Peace  be  Avithin 
thy  Avails,  and  i)rosperity  Avithin  thy  i)alaces.  For 
my  brethren  and  com])anions'  sakes,  I  Avill  now 
say.  Peace  be  Avithiu  thee.  Because  of  the  house 
of  the  Lord  our  God  I  will  seek  thy  good." 
From  the  author's  PsaZ?ns  of  David.,  1719. 


198  c.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know 
The  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up. 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope  ; 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 


3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defense, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives : 

Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns. 

Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

Isaac  Watts. 

'■'•A  Blessed  Gospel''  is  the  author's  title  to  this 
hymn,  which  is  based  on  Ps.lxxxix.  15-18:'*  Blessed 
is  the  people  that  know  the  joyful  sound:  lhe> 
shall  walk,  O  Lord  in  the  light  of  thy  countenance. 
In  thy  name  sliall  they  rejoice  all  the  day:  and  in 
thy  righteousness  shall  they  be  exalted.  For  thou 
art  the  glory  of  their  strength:  and  in  thy  favor 
our  horn  shall  be  exalted.  For  the  Lord  is  our  de- 
fence; and  the  Holy  One  of  Israel  is  our  King.'' 

From  the  Psalms  of  David.,  1719. 


199  L  M 

GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hui-led 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there — 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world — 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar — 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide  ; 
Willie  every  nation,  every  shore, 
Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through. 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word. 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 
Isaac  Watts. 

Author's  title:  "TVjc  Church's  Safety  and  Tri- 
umph among  National  Desolations."  First  puli- 
lished  in  1719  in  the  author's  Psalms  of  David.  It 
is  based  on  the  first  live  vei'ses  of  the  forty-sixth 
Psalm:  "God  is  our  refuge  and  sti'ength,  a  very 
present  help  in  trouble.  Therefore  will  not  avc 
fear,  though  the  earth  be  removed,  and  though  the 
mountains  be  carried  into  the  midst  of  the  sea: 
though  the  Avaters  thereof  roar  and  be  troubled, 
though  the  mountains  shake  Avith  the  SAvellinu- 
thereof.  Theie  is  a  river,  the  streams  Avhereof 
shall  make  glad  the  city  of  God,  the  holy  place  of 
the  tabernacles  of  the  Most  High.    God  is  in  the 


INSTITUTIONS  OF  CHRISTIANITY. 


midst  of  her;    she  t-hall  not  be  nioveil:   Go<l  shall 
help  her,  and  tliat  right  early." 
The  second  line  of  the  fifth  stan/.a  Watts  wrote: 

'"That  all  our  raging  fear  controls.'' 
This  was  one  of    Dr.   Dwight's  impi-ovenients. 
One  stanza  is  omitted: 
6  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Seciii-e  against  a  threat'ning  hour; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move. 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  aruieil  with  jjower. 


200  L-  M. 

THE  praise  of  Zioii  Avaits  for  thee, 
My  God  ;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house ; 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  O  thou  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 

To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray, 
All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  grateful  isles  of  e\ery  sea. 

3  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shalt  choose, 

And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee — 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house, 
To  taste  thy  love  divinely  free. 

4  Soon  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 

To  Zion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord : 

The  rising  and  the  setting  sun 

Shall  see  the  Saviour's  name  adored. 

Isaac  Watts. 

Based  on  I's.  Ixv.  1-.'):  "Praise  waiteth  for  thee, 
O  (Jod,  in  Zion:  and  unto  thee  thall  the  vow  l»c 
|)erfoi-med.  O  thou  that  hearost  i)rayer,  unto  thee 
shall  all  lleshconie.  Iniciuitiesprevail  against uie: 
as  for  our  transgressions,  thou  shalt  inirgo  them 
away.  Blessed  is  the  man  whom  thouchoosest  and 
c;iusest  to  ajjproach  unto  thee,  that  he  may  dwell 
in  thy  courts:  we  shall  be  satisfied  with  the  good- 
ness of  thj-  house,  even  of  thy  holy  temple.  By 
terrible  things  in  .riglileonsness  wilt  thou  answer 
us,  O  God  of  our  salvation;  who  art  the  conlldence 
of  all  tlic  ends  of  the  earth,  and  of  them  that  arc 
afar  o(T  upon  the  sea." 

'■'Public  Prayer  and  Praise^^  is  the  title  of  this 
hymn  in  the  author's  Psalms  of  David,  1710.  The 
third,  lifth,  and  sixth  stanzas  of  the  original  are 
omitted. 

201  i-M. 

GUKAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sing.-ii 
Th(^  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs : 
To  spend  oiui  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thous;ind  days  of  mirth. 


2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
AVithin  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day  : 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  l3estow. 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too: 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

Jsuuc  Walls. 

The  author's  title  to  this  hymn,  Avhich  is  found  in 
his  Psalms  of  David.  1719,  in'-'Oodand  His  Church; 
or,  Grace  and  Glory.''  It  is  based  on  the  last  pare 
of  the  eighty-fourth  Psalm:  "  O  Lord  God  of  hosts, 
hear  my  prayer:  give  car,  O  God  of  .lacob.  Selah. 
Behold,  O  God  our  shield,  and  look  uj)on  the  face 
of  thine  anointed.  For  a  day  in  thy  courts  isbetter 
than  a  thousand.  I  liad  rather  be  a  door-keeper 
in  the  house  of  my  God,  than  to  dwell  in  the  tents 
of  wickeilncss.  For  the  Lord  God  is  a  sun  and 
shield:  the  Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory:  no  good 
thing  will  he  withhold  from  them  that  walk  \^^- 
rightly,  O  Lord  of  hosts,  blessed  is  the  man  that 
trustcth  in  thee." 
The  fifth  stanza  is  omitted: 

5  O  God  our  King,  whose  sovcicign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  de\  lis  at  tliy  presence  llee. 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee  I 


202  L.M. 

GOD,  in  his  earthly  temple,  lays  J 

Foundations  for  his  heavenly  ]>raise;        1 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well ; 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell, 

2  His  mercy  visits  every  house 

That  jniy  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 
But  makes  a  more  dclightfid  stay 
AVhere  churches  meet  to  j)raiseand  pray, 

3  AVhen  God  makes  up  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honor  to  apj^ear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourished  there, 

Isaac  Walls. 
Title:  ^'Thc  Church  the  Birthplace  of  the  Saints: 
or,  Jews    and    Gentiles    I'niled  in  the  Chnslian 
Church.^'    It   i8   based   on    the    eighty  -  eeventh 


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Ptalni:  "His  foundation  i^s  in  the  holy  uiountaiiis. 
The  Loid  lovelli  the  gates  of  Zion  more  than  all 
Uie  (hvellings  of  Jacob.    Gloiions  things  are  spoken 

of  thee,  O  city  of  tiocl Vuilof  Ziou  it  fhall 

be  said,  This  and  that  man  was  born  in  liei-:  and 
the  Highest  hiinself  shall  establish  her.  The  Lord 
shall  count,  when  he  writeth  up  the  people,  that 
this  man  was  born  there.  Selah.  As  well  the 
singers  as  the  i)layerson  instruments  shall  be  there: 
all  my  springs  are  in  thee." 

From  the  Psahwi  of  David^  1710.  Two  inferior 
stanzas,  the  third  and  fourth  of  the  original,  are 
omitted. 


203  !-•  M- 

HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
0  Lord  of  hosts, thy  dwellings  are ! 
AVith  strong  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  Blest  are  the  saints  that  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  tlieir  work  is  praise  and  love. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
AVithin  the  temple  of  thy  grace: 
Here  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are' the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  their  way  to  Zion's  gate : 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  ro?.d 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length, 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear. 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 

'■'■The  Pleasures  of  Public  Woi^sJiip^^  is  the  au- 
thor's title  to  this  hymn.  It  is  based  on  the  first 
seven  verses  of  the  eighty-fourth  Psalm:  "How 
amiable  are  thy  tabernacles,  O  Lord  of  hosts!  ;>Iy 
soul  longeth,  yea,  even  fainteth  for  the  courts  of 
the  Lord;  my  heart  and  my  flesh  crieth  out  for  the 
living  God.  Yea,  the  sparrow  hath  founcl  an 
house,  and  the  swallow  a  nest  for  herself,  where 
she  may  lay  her  young,  even  thine  altars,  O  Lord 
of  liost^,  my  King,  and  my  God.  Blessed  are  they 
that  dwell  in  thy  house:  they  will  be  still  praising 
thee.  Blessed  is  the  man  whose  strength  is  in  thee ; 
in  who-e  heart  are  the  ways  of  them.  .  .  . 
They  go  from  strength  to  strength:  every  one  of 
tliem  in  Zion  appeareth  before  God.'' 

Two  inferior  stanzas  are  omitted.  From  the 
Psalms  0/  Davids  1719. 


204  7s,  Gs.    1). 

(^  REAT  is  our  redeeming  Lord, 
J    In  i30wer,  and  truth,  and  grace ; 
Him,  by  highest  heaven  adored. 

His  Church  on  earth  doth  praise : 
In  the  city  of  our  God, 

In  his  holy  mount  below. 
Publish,  spread  his  name  abroad, 
And  all  his  greatness  show. 

2  Sion's  God  is  all  our  own, 
AVho  on  his  love  rely  ; 
AVe  his  pard'nino;  love  have  known. 

And  live  to  Christ,  and  die : 
To  the  New  Jerusalem 

He  our  faithful  guide  shall  be  ; 
Him  we  claim,  and  rest  in  him, 
Tkrough  all  eternity. 

Charles  Weslei/. 

This  is  one  of  the  author's  Select  Psabns.  It  was 
first  .published  in  the  Arminian  Magazine  in  1797. 
The  original  contains  ten  double  stanzas.  Jt  is 
based  on  the  forty-eighth  Psalm.  The  above 
stanzas  are  the  first  and  last  of  the  hymn  and  are 
based  on  the  first  and  last  verses  of  the  Psalm: 
"Great  is  the  Lord  and  greatly  to  be  praised  in  the 
city  of  our  God,  in  the  mountain  of  his  holiness. 
.  .  .  For  this  God  is  our  God  forever  and  ever: 
he  will  be  our  guide  even  unto  death." 


205  s.  M- 

FAR  as  th)''  name  is  known 
The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell , 
Compass  and  view  the  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well — 

3  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows — 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

4  How  decent  and  how  Avise ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 


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5  Tlie  GckI  we  worship  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  l)elow, 
And  oui-s  above  the  sky. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'The  Beauty  of  the  Church;  or.  Gospel  Worshijy 
and  Order,'^  is  tlic  author's  title  to  this  hymn, 
winch  IS  based  on  Ps.  xlviii.  10-14:  "According  to 
tliy  name,  O  God,  so  is  thy  praise  nnto  the  ends  of 
tlieeartli:  thy  right  hand  is  full  of  righteousness. 
Let  mount  Zion  rejoice,  let  the  daughters  of  Judah 
l)e  glad,  because  of  thy  judgments.  Walk  about 
Zi(»n.  anil  go  round  about  her:  tell  the  towers 
thereof.  Mark  ye  well  her  bulwarks,  consider  her 
l»alaces;  that  ye  may  tell  it  to  the  generation  fol- 
lowing. For  this  God  is  our  God  forever  and  ever: 
he  will  be  our  guide  even  nnto  death." 

From   the  Psalms  of  David,  1719.    The  second 
stanza  is  omitted: 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 
On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thv  will. 


206  Ssc^Ts.    D. 

n  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
vJ    Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  })e  broken, 

Formed  tliee  for  his  own  abode: 
On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
AVith  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See !  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love. 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove: 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  a.ssauge? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitiition  hov'ring. 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  api)ear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring — 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near: 
Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  (lod  ; 
He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken. 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

jiih/i  yi'>ito7i. 

This  hymn   on'-^yAon;    or,  the   Cilij   of  (.'<><l,'^  is 


based  on  Ps.  Ixxxvii.  3:    "Glorious    things    aix* 
spoken  of   thee,  O  city  of   Go<l."    The  last  fuui 
lines  have  been  altered.    The  author  wrote: 
"Tims  deriving  from  their  banner, 
Light  by  night  and  shade  by  day; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna. 
Which  he  gives  them  when  thi'y  p.-ay." 
There  are  two  additional  stanzas: 

4  Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

Washed  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  I 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God; 
'Tie  his  love  his  people  raises 

Over  self  to  reign  as  kings; 
And  as  priest?,  his  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-oflfring  brings. 

5  Saviour,  if  of  Zion's  city 

I  through  grace  a  member  am; 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  tliy  name: 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  ])leasui-e, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure. 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 
From  the  Olney  Hymns,  1779. 


207  L.  M. 

0  MIGHT  my  lot  be  cast  with  these, 
The  least  of  Jesus'  witnesses : 
0  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet 
To  Mash  his  dear  disciples'  feet ! 

2  This  only  thing  do  I  require: 

Thou  know'st  'tis  all  my  heart's  desire. 

Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 

The  servant  of  thy  Church  to  live ; — 

3  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
And  wait  upon  thy  saints  below; 
Enjoy  the  grace  to  angels  given. 
And  serve  the  royal  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Lord,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
And  ask  according  to  thy  will, 
Confirm  the  prayer,  the  seal  impart. 
And  speak  the  answer  to  my  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 

These  me  f<nir  of  ihirly  stanzas  contained  in  a 
liymn  on  '•77/r  J'rimitivc  Church.'^  The  hymn  be- 
gins, "Happy  the  souls  that  lirst believed."  Itllrst 
appeared  in  1711,  at  the  end  of  Joiin  Wesley's  "Ap- 
peal to  Men  of  Ueason  and  Iteligion,'' and  also  sei»- 
aiately  as  a  half-penny  leaflet. 

IJev.  .loM'ph  I'.cnson  records  the  fart  that  this 
livmn    \\  as    a    siiccial    favorite   with    Uev.    John 


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01 


Fletcher,  the  saintl.v  \  icai-  of  Matleley,  who  was 
ju  the  habit  of  speiidiug  some  time  after  dinner 
tlaiiy  in  devotional  services,  and  he  oftencst  on 
these  occasions  selected  verses  from  this  hymn. 
He  was  particularly  fond  of  the  couplet: 

"  O  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet 
To  wash  his  dear  disciples'  feet." 
He  has  been  known  to  read  this  hymn  till  teai's  of 
joy  and  gratitude  streamed  down  his  face  that  he 
had  been  permitted  as  one  of  "■  the  least  of  Jesus' 
witnesses  "  to 

"  Enjoy  the  grace  to  angels  given. 
And  serve  the  roval  heirs  of  heaven." 


208  s.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Conqu'ror,  reign?, 
In  glorious  strength  array'd, 
His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 
And  bids  the  earth  be  glad ! 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  rejoice 

In  Jesns'  mighty  love  : 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
To  Him  who  rules  above. 

3  Extol  his  kingly  power ; 

Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 
Who  died,  and  lives  to  die  no  more. 
High  on  his  Father's  throne. 

4  Our  Advocate  with  God, 

He  undertakes  our  cause, 
And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  vict'ry  of  his  cross. 

5  That  bloody  banner  see, 

And,  in  your  Captain's  sight, 
Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith  with  me. 
My  fellow-soldiers,  fight. 

6  In  mighty  phalanx  joined, 

To  battle  all  proceed ; 
Armed  with  tli'  unconquerable  mind 
Which  was  in  Christ  your  Head. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  one  of  a  number  of  ^'- Hymns  for  Believ- 
ers^'' from  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  1749,  where 
it  has  sixteen  double  stanzas,  of  which  the  above 
arc  the  first  three.  Xo.  211  is  a  continuation  of 
this  hymn.  


209.     ^        s.  M. 

ARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry ! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound ! 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh, 
The  powers  of  hell  surround. 


2  Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arms  and  heart.s  j)rei)aiv ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand  ! 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war  1 

3  See,  on  the  mountain  top. 

The  standard  of  your  God  ! 
In  Jesus'  name  I  lift  it  uj), 
All  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood. 

4  His  standard-bearer,  I 

To  all  the  nations  call : 
Let  all  to  Jesus'  cross  draw  nigh; 
He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 

5  Go  up  with  Christ,  your  Head ; 

Your  Captain's  footsteps  see ; 
Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 
To  certain  victory. 

6  All  power  to  Him  is  given  : 

He  ever  reigns  the  same  : 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 
Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1749.  It  is  one 
of  several  pieces  that  the  author  entitled  '■'■Hymns 
for  the  Watch-night.^^  It  contains  twelve  double 
stanzas:  these  ai-e  the  first,  second,  and  fouilh. 
The  next  hymn  is  a  continuation  of  this. 


H 


210  s  M 

ANGELS  your  march  oppose, 
AVho  still  in  strength  excel,  , 

Your  secret,  sworn,  et^ernal  foes, 
Countless,  invisible : 

2  From  thrones  of  glory  driven. 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurled, 
They  throng  the  air,  and  darken  heaven, 
And  rule  this  lower  world. 

3  But  shall  believei-s  fear? 

But  shall  believei-s  fly? 
Or  see  the  bloody  cross  appear, 
And  all  their  powere  defy  ? 

4  By  all  hell's  host  withstood, 

We  all  hell's  host  o'erthrow  ; 
And,  conqu'ring  them  through  Jesus'  blood. 
We  on  to  conquer  go. 

5  Our  Captain  leads  us  on  ; 

He  beckons  from  the  skies. 

And  reaches  out  a  starry  crown, 

And  bids  us  take  the  prize : 


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G  "  Be  faithful  unto  death ; 
Piirtiike  uiy  victory ; 
And  thou  shalt  wear  this  glorious  wreath, 
And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me." 

Charles  Weslei/. 
This  is  a  continuation  of  the  preceding  hymn. 


211  s  Ji 

URGE  on  your  rapid  course, 
Ye  blood-besprinkled  bands ; 
The  heavenly  kingdom  suffers  force; 
'Tis  seized  by  violent  hands. 

2  See  there  the  starry  crown 

That  glitters  through  the  skies ! 
Satan,  the  world,  and  sin,  tread  down, 
And  take  the  glorious  prize ! 

3  Through  much  distress  and  pain, 

Through  many  a  conflict  here, 
Through  blood,  ye  must  the  entrance  gain ; 
Yet  0,  disdain  to  fear. 

4  "  Courage  ! "  your  Captain  cries, 

Wlio  all  your  toil  foreknew, 
"  Toil  ye  shall  have ;  yet  all  despise : 
I  have  o'ercome  for  you." 

5  The  world  cannot  withstand 

Its  ancient  Conqueror : 
The  world  must  sink  ]:)eneath  the  hand 

AVliich  arms  us  for  the  war. 
0  This  is  the  victory — 

Before  our  faith  they  fall ; 

Jesus  hath  died  for  you  and  me ; 

Believe,  and  conquer  all !  ^,     ,     „,   , 

'  ^  Char  Irs  J\esley. 

This  is  a  continuation  of  lij-nin  No.  20S,  of  which 

8CC  note.  

212  11 

DAUGHTER   of   Zion,   awake    from    thy 
sadness ! 
Awake!  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee 
no  more ! 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of 
gladness. 
Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 
2  Strong  were   thy  foes,  but   the  arm    that 
subdued  them, 
And  scatter'd  their  legions,  was  mightier 
far; 


They  fled  like  chalf  from  the  scourge  that 
pursued  them ; 
How  vain  were  their  steeds  and  their 
chariots  of  war ! 

3  Daughter   of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath 
saved  thee, 
Extoll'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel 
should  be : 
Shout!    for  the  foe  is  destroy'd  that  en- 
slaved thee ; 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion 

i*  free 
■  Author  unknotvn. 

This  hymn  seems  to  have  appeared  for  the  first 
time  in  Fitzgerald's  Collection.,  1830.  It  is  an  ex- 
ultant song  of  triumph  based  upon  certain  passages 
of  Isaiah.  It  has  been  attributed  to  Dr.  Hastings, 
but  without  authority.  It  is  evidently  of  Amer- 
ican origin. 


213  L.  M. 

A  KM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake ! 
-t\.  Thine  own  immortal  strength  put  on  ! 
AVith  terror  clothed,  hell's  kingdom  shake. 
And  cast  thy  foes  with  fury  down. 

2  As  in  the  ancient  days,  appear ; 

The  sacred  annals  speak  thy  fame; 
Be  now  omnipotently  near. 
To  endless  ages  still  the  same. 

3  By  death  and  hell  pursued  in  vain. 

To  thee  the  ransomed  seed  shall  come ; 
Shouting,  their  heavenly  Sion  gain. 
And    i)ass   through    death    triumphant 
home. 

4  The  pain  of  life  shall  then  be  o'er. 

The  anguish  and  distracting  care  ; 
There  sighing  grief  shall  weej)  no  more. 
And  sin  shall  never  enter  there. 

5  Where  ])ure,  essential  joy  is  found, 

The  Lord's  redeemed  their  heads  shall 
raise. 
With  everlasting  <j;ladness  crowned, 

And  filled  with  love,  and  lost  in  ])raise. 
Charles  Wesley. 

In  the  first  edition  of  JTiimns  and  Sacred  Poems., 
1739,  this  Avas  the  last  liymn  in  the  book.  In  this 
edition  tlic  tliirti  line  of  verse  one  had  '■'•the  na- 
tions'^ insteatl   of  '■'■heirs    kingdom,''   \v\\\c\\    ap- 


THE  MINISTRY. 


93 


pcared  lirst  in  the  edition  of  1780.  The  original 
li\  nin  contains  ten  stanzas,  anrl  is  based  on  Isaiah 
1 1.9-11:  "Awake,  awake,  i)nt  on  sticngtli,  ()  arm  of 
ihc  Lord;  awake,  as  in  the  ancient  days,  in  the 
generations  of  old.  Art  thou  not  it  that  iiath  cut 
Kahab,  and  wounded  the  dragon?  Art  tliou  not  it 
wliich  liath  dried  the  sea,  the  waters  of  the  great 
deep;  that  hatli  made  tlie  depths  of  the  sea  a  way 
lor  the  ransomed  to  pass  over?  Therefore  the  re- 
deemed of  the  Lord  shall  return,  and  come  with 
singing  unto  Zion;  and  everlasting  joy  shall  be 
upon  their  head:  they  shall  obtain  gladness  and 
joy;  and  sorrow  and  mourning  shall  flee  away." 

In  her  last  illness  IMrs.  IJenson,  the  wife  of  the 
noted  commentator,  and  one  of  the  saintly  women 
of  early  INfe'thodism,  suffered  much  and  long,  but 
her  joy  and  peace  -with  God  were  unbroken.  A 
short  while  before  she  died  she  asked  her  daugh- 
ter to  come  to  her  bedside  and  read  to  her  the  last 
three  verses  of  this  hymn,  beginning,  "By  death 
and  hell  pursued  in  vain."  When  the  daugliter 
had  finished  the  reading,  she  exclaimed:  "  O,  what 
a  blessed  hymn !  Let  me  hear  it  again."  She  then 
gave  them  instructions  to  bury  her  behind  City 
Koad  Chapel,  and  bidding  her  husband  and  chil- 
dren good -by, she 
"Shouting,  her  heavenly  Zion  gained. 
And  passed  through  death  triumphant  home." 
Some  time  after  this  Mr.  Benson  was  spending  a 
social  evening  with  Rev.  Jabez  Bunting,  when,  ac- 
cording to  Mv.  Bunting's  testimony,  he  made  the 
occasion  memorable,  and  delighted  all  present  by 
reciting,  in  a  most  impressive  and  feeling  manner, 
these  same  three  verses  that  had  cheered  his  wife 
in  her  <lying  hours. 

Tyerman,  in  his  life  of  Fletcher,  records  an  in- 
stance in  the  early  history  of  Methodism  when  this 
song  was  sung  with  great  power  and  effectiveness 
by  an  audience  of  ten  thousand,  who  had  been  at- 
tracted to  a  meeting  at  Everton  at  which  Fletcher, 
Berridge,  Madan,  Venn,  and  Lady  Huntingdon 
were  present.  At  the  close  of  a  three  days'  meet- 
ing, which  was  one  of  great  spiritual  power,  the 


immense   audience  joined    in  singing  "with   the 
spirit  aiulthe  understanding," 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 
Thine  own  immortal  strenglii  i)ut  on  ! 

With  terror  clothed,  hell's  kingdom  shake. 
And  cast  thy  foes  with  fury  down! 
"  It  was  one  of  Charles  Wesley's  earliest  composi- 
tions," says  the  historian,  "but  never  before  had 
so  many  persons  unitedly  sent  ui)  their  prayers  to 
heaven  in  these  wor<ls.'' 


214  L.  M. 

AWAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake ! 
No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down  ; 
The  garment  of  salvation  take, 

Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy  sight, 

And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes ; 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light, 
The  great  Deliv'rer  calls,  Arise ! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair  ; 

Zion,  assert  thy  liberty  ; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace, 

Be  purged  from  ever}'  sinful  stain. 
Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  his  hallowed  name  in  vain. 

5  The  Lord  shall  in  your  front  appear, 

And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on  ; 
His  glory  shall  bring  up  the  rear, 
And  perfect  what  his  grace  begun. 

C?iarlcs  Wesley. 
This  is  from  a  long  hymn  of  thirty-two  stanzas 
in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  17-12.    It  is  basetl  on 
the  fifty-second  chapter  of  Isaiah. 


2.  THE  MINISTRY. 


215 


L.  M. 


a 


GO  preach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Lord  ; 
"Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  re- 
ceive; 
He  shall  be  saved  who  trusts  my  word ; 
He  shall  be  damn'd  who  won't  believe. 

2  "  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known  ; 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 


3  "  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands  ; 

I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end : 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands  ; 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

4  He  spake — and  light  shone  round  his  head  ; 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  lie  rode ; 
They  to  the  furtliest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

Isaac  Watts. 

From  the  author's  Uymns  and  Spiritual  Songs, 
1707,  Avherc  it  is  entitled:  •'7'/»e  Apostles'  Commis- 


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INSTITUTIONS  OF  CHRISTIANITY. 


sion;  o»-,  The  Gospel  attemled  by  Miracles."  It  is 
founded  upon  Mark  xvi.  15,  10:  "And  lie  said  unto 
them,  Go  ye  into  all  the  world,  and  preach  tiie  gos- 
l>el  to  every  creature,  lie  that  believeth  and  is 
baptized  .sliall  be  saved;  but  he  that  believeth  not 
.shall  be  damned/'  Also  upon  Matt,  xxviii.  19,  20: 
"Cio  ye  therefore,  and  teach  all  nations,  baptizing 
them  in  the  name  of  the  Father,  and  of  the  Son, 
and  of  the  Holy  Ghost:  teaching  them  to  observe 
all  things  whatsoever  I  have  commanded  you :  and, 
lo,  I  am  with  you  alway,  even  unto  the  end  of  the 
world." 

The  original  has"  that"  instead  of  "who"  in  the 
third  and  fouith  lines  of  the  first  verse.  The  third 
stanza  is  omitted: 

3  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 
Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name, 

Nor  let  my  projjhets  be  afraid 
Though  Greeks  reproach  and  Jews  blaspheme 


216  L-  M. 

CiO:\rFORT,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 
^    Comfort  the  people  of  your  Lord  ; 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 
And  cheer  them  by  the  gospel  word. 

2  Hark  !  in  the  wilderness  a  cry, 

A  voice  that  loudly  calls,  Prepare! 
Prepare  your  hearts,  for  God  is  nigh. 
And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there. 

3  The  Lord  your  God  shall  quickly  come  : 

Sinners,  repent,  the  call  obey ; 
Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room  ; 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  his  way. 

4  The  Lord  shall  clear  his  way  through  all ; 

AVhate'er  obstructs,  obstructs  in  vain  : 
Tlie  vale  shall  rise,  the  mountain  fall. 
Crooked  be  straight,  and  ruggM  plain. 

5  Tlie  glory  of  the  Lord  displayed 

Slmll  all  inankind  together  view; 
And  what  his  mouth  in  trutli  hath  said, 

ITis  own  almighty  hand  sliall  do. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  JTymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1742.  The 
original  hymn  contained  forty-flve  stanzas,  being 
a  jiaraphrase  on  the  foitieth  chai)ter  of  Isaiah,  the 
above  hymn  being  based  on  the  first  five  verses: 
"Comfort  ye,  comfort  ye  my  i)coi)le,  saith  your 
(Jod.  Siieak  ye  comfortably  to  Jerusalem,  an<l  cry 
unto  her,  that  hei-  warfare  is  accomplislied,  tliat 
lier  ini(!uity  is  pardoned:  for  she  hath  icceived  of 
the  Lord's  liand  double  for  all  her  sins.  Tlie  voice 
fif  him  that  crieth  in  the  Avilderness,  Prepare  ye 
llie  way  of  the  I^ord,  make  straight  in  the  desert  a 
highway  for  our  God.    Kvcry  valley  shall  be  ex- 


alted, and  every  mountain  and  hill  shall  be  made 
low:  and  the  crooked  shall  be  made  straight,  and 
the  rough  places  plain:  and  the  glory  of  the  Lord 
shall  be  revealed,  and  all  flesh  shall  see  it  together: 
for  the  mouth  of  the  Lord  hath  spoken  it." 

In  the  second  line  of  the  last  stanza  "shall"  ami 
"together"  have  been  transposed. 


217  s.  M. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
Thy  needy  servants'  cry; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait. 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view ; 
The  harvest  truly.  Lord,  is  great, 
The  laborers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  Church  abroad. 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  O  let  them  spread  thy  name, 

Their  mission  fully  prove ; 

Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 

Thine  all-redeeming  lovel 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Jlymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742.    Title :  ".1 
Prayer  for  Laborers.''^    Two  stanzas  are  omitted: 
4  Give  the  pure  gosi)el  woid, 
The  word  of  general  grace; 
Thee  let  them  ])reach,  the  common  Lord, 
Savioiu-  of  human  race. 

G  On  all  mankind  forgiven 
Knijiowcr  tliein  still  to  call, 
And  tell  each  creature  under  heaven 
That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 


218  P.  M. 

HOAV  beauteous  are  their  feet 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
AVho  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  1 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are' 
"Zion,  beholil  thy  Saviour  King; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here !  " 

3  How  happy  are  our  cars 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
"Which  kings  and  prophets  Avaited  for, 
And  sought,  l)ut  never  found! 


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4  How  blessed  are  our  eves 

That  i«ee  this  heavenly  Hght! 
Propliets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Isaac  Watts. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs^ 
1707.  Title:  "T/ie  Blessedness  of  Gospel  Times; 
oi\  The  Revelation  of  Christ  to  Jews  and  Gentiles."' 
The  lirst  two  and  the  last  two  stanzas  of  this  fa- 
vorite hymn  are  written  upon  Isa.  Hi.  7-10:  "  How 
beautiful  upon  the  mountains  are  the  feet  of  him 
that  bringeth  good  tidings,  that  publisheth  peace: 
that  bringeth  good  tidings  of  good,  that  publishelli 
salvation;  that  saith  iinto  Zion,  Thy  God  reigneth. 
Thy  watchmen  shall  lift  up  the  voice;  with  the 
vo'ee  together  shall  they  sing:  for  they  shall  see 
eye  to  eye,  when  the  Lord  shall  bring  again  Zion. 
Break  forth  into  joy,  sing  together,  ye  Avaste  places 
of  Jerusalem:  for  the  Lord  hath  comforted  his  peo- 
ple, he  hath  redeemed  Jerusalem.  The  Lord  hath 
made  bare  his  holy  arm  in  the  eyes  of  all  the  na- 
tions; and  all  the  ends  of  the  earth  shall  see  the 
salvation  of  our  God."  The  third  and  fourth  stan- 
zas are  founded  upon  ^Lntt.  xiii.  IG,  17:  "But 
blessed  are  your  eyes,  for  they  see:  and  your  ears, 
for  they  hear.  For  verily  I  say  Tinto  you.  That 
many  prophets  and  righteous  men  have  desired  to 
see  those  things  which  ye  see,  and  have  not  seen 
them;  and  to  hear  those  things  which  ye  hear,  and 
have  not  heard  them."' 


219  c.  M. 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  take  tli'  alarm  they  give  ; 
Xow  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  Avhat  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego ; 
For  souls  which  must  forever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  vv'oe. 


4  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  ])reach, 
Their  own  Redeemer  see, 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
This  hymn  on  '■'■Watching  for  Souls  in  vieivof  the 
Great  Account  "  was  prepared  for  the  ordination 
of  a  minister,  and  is  based  on  Ileb.  xiii.  17:  '■'•Obey 
them  that  have  the  rule  over  you,  and  submit  your- 
selves; for  they  watch  for  your  souls,  as  they  tliat 
must  give  account,  that  they  may  do  it  witii  joy, 
and  not  with  grief."  The  fourth  stanza  is  omitted: 
4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste 
Th'  account  to  render  there: 
Andshouldst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults. 
Lord,  how  should  we  api)ear? 
From  the  author's  Hymns.,  London,  1755. 


220  c.  M. 

JESUS,  the  name  high  over  all, 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky  1 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear. 

The  name  to  sinners  given ! 
It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear ; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Jesus  the  pris'ners'  fetters  breaks, 

And  bruises  Satan's  head  ; 
Power  into  strengthless  souls  it  speaks, 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace  ! 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
AVould  all  mankind  embrace  ! 

5  His  only  righteousness  I  show. 

His  saving  truth  proclaim  : 
'Tis  all  my  business  here  below 
To  cry,  "  Behold  the  Lamb  ! " 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  may  but  gasp  his  name  ; 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
"  Behold,  behold  the  Lamb ! " 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'■After  Preaching  in  a  Church''^  is  the  title  of 
this  magnificent  hymn  in  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poems,  1719.  It  is  one  of  Charles  Wesley's  best. 
It  is  culled  from  a  hymn  of  twenty-two  stanzas. 
The  first  line  of  the  original  is,  "■  Jesu,  accept  the 
grateful  song." 


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INSTITUTIONS  OF  CHRISTIANITY. 


'•The  facts  which  suggested  the  composition  of 
this  hymn  are  recorded  by  Charles  Wesley  in  his 
Journal  under  date  of  August  Olh,  1744.  Having 
been  preaching  in  the  small  cluurh  at  Laneast,  in 
Cornwall,  ami  con.lemning  the  drunken  revels  of 
the  people,  whilst  urging  them  to  '  repent  and  be 
converted,'  one  in  the  congregation  contradicted 
and  blasphemed.  Charles  Wesley  asked,  •  Who  is 
he  that  pleads  for  the  devil?'  The  revilcr  stood 
boldlv  forward,  the  preacher  fearlessly  exposed 
his  inuiuitv,  and  showed  the  whole  congregation 
their  state  by  nature.  Mr.  Wesley's  withering  ex- 
l)osures  drove  the  man  in  disgrace  out  of  the 
chui-ch.  These  circumstances  are  believed  to  have 
suggested  the  writing  of  the  hymn."    (Stevenson.) 

Few  hymns  have  been  more  quoted  hy  Methodist 
ministers  in  their  dying  hours  than  this,  especially 
the  last  stanza.  lUit  no  more  impressive  incident 
of  its  use  in  the  dying  hour  is  recorded  than  that  of 
a  little  girl,  seven  years  old,  who  had  learned  to 
sing  it  and  to  love  it,  at  a  Methodist  Sunday-school 
in  South  London,  of  which  she  was  a  member.  By 
a  most  distressing  accident  she  was  severely  burnt 
and  had  to  be  taken  to  the  hospital.  On  the  last 
night  of  her  Kfe  nothing  was  heard  in  the  quiet 
ward  where  she  lay  but  the  tick  and  strike  of  the 
clock.  Suddenly  there  arose  from  her  couch  a 
voice  from  the  little  sufferer,  who  began  sweetly  to 

°'        Jesus!  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 
The  name  to  sinners  given; 
It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear, 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 
The  silence  reigned  again,  and  only  tbe  ticking 
Df  the  clock  was  heard,  when  the  melodious  voice 
was  again  heard: 

Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  may  but  gasp  His  name; 
rreacii  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
Behold!  behold  the  Lamb! 
Soon  after  she  had  finished,  the  nurse  hastened  to 
her  bedside,  but  the  voice  was  silent— angels  had 
borne  the  hapi)y  Sunday-school  girl  to  the  Saviour 
whom  she  loved. . 

221  L.  M. 

DRAW  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near  ! 
Uh  with  thy  flamin?:  eye  behold  ; 
Still  in  thy  church  vouchsafe  t'  appear, 
And  let  our  candlestick  be  gold. 

2  Still  hold  the  stars  in  thy  right  hand, 

And  let  them  in  thy  lustre  glow, 
Th(;  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  Church  below. 

3  Make  good  their  apostolic  boast, 

Their  liigh  commission  let  them  prove, 
Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Chost, 

And  fill'd  with  faith,  and  hope, and  love, 


4  Their  hearts  from  things  of  earth  remove ; 
Sprinkle  them.  Lord,  from  sin  and  fear  ; 
Fix  their  atiections  all  above, 
And  lay  up  all  their  treai:ures  there. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,,  1742,  where  it 
bears  the  title,  "'A  Prayer  for  the  Bishops:' 
Charles  Wesley  was  a  High-churchman,  and  be- 
lieved in  "apostolic  succession"  and  the  "divine 
right  of  Episcopacy,"  as  the  first  of  the  two  fol- 
lowing omitted  stanzas  will  show: 

4  The  worthy  successors  of  those 

Who  first  adorned  the  sacred  line. 

Bold  let  them  stand  before  their  foes, 

And  dare  assert  their  right  divine. 

6  Give  them  an  ear  to  hear  thy  word: 
Thou  speakest  to  the  churches  now: 
And  let  all  tongues  confess  their  Lord, 
And  let  all  knees  to  Jesus  bow. 
Tn   tbe  third  line  of  the  first  stanza  the   author 
wrote,  "Still  in  ihy  falling  church  appear." 


222  L-  ^i- 

HICJTI  on  his  everlastmg  throne, 
The  King  of  saints  his  work  surveys ; 
Marks  the  dear  souls  he  calls  his  own. 
And  smiles  on  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  rests  well  pleased  their  toils  to  see ; 
Beneath  his  easy  yoke  they  move  ; 
With  all  their  heart  and  strength  agree 
In  the  sweet  labor  of  his  love. 

S  See,  where  the  servants  of  their  God, 
A  busy  multitude,  appear : 
For  Jesus  day  and  night  employed. 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear. 

4  The  love  of  Christ  their  hearts  constrains, 

And  strengthens  their  unwearic^d  hands  ; 
Tliey  spend  their  sweat,  and   blood,  and 
pains. 
To  cultivate  ImmanueVs  lands. 

5  O  multiply  thy  sower's  seed, 

And  fruit  we  every  hour  shall  bear: 
Throughout  the  world  thy  gospel  spread, 
Thine  everlasting  tntth  declare  ! 
A.  O.  Spangcnbenj.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
The  (Jerman  original  of  this  hymn  contains  thir- 
teen double  stanzas,  and  was  written  in  1734  and 
l.iesented  bv  the  author  to  Count  Zinzendorf  on  the 
occasion  of  "his  thirty-fourth  birthday.    John  Wes- 


THE  MINISTRY. 


ley's  translatiou  was  lirst  published  in  Hymns  and 
tiacred  Poems,  1742.  The  above  is  the  Ihst  and 
third  double  stanzas  and  the  lirst  half  of  the  thir- 
teenth. '"God's  Husbandry  ^^  is  the  title  of  the 
original  hymn. 


223  c.  M. 

HOW  rich  thy  hounty,  King  of  kings  ! 
Thy  favors,  1k)w  divine  I 
The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  brings, 
How  splendidly  they  shine ! 

2  Gold  is  but  dross,  and  gems  but  toys, 

Should  gold  and  gems  compare  ; 
How  mean,  when  set  against  those  joys 
Thy  poorest  servants  share ! 

3  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace 

Are  lodged  in  urns  of  clay  ; 
And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 
Th'  immortal  gifts  convey. 

4  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth. 

Yet  grace  the  vict'ry  gives  ; 
Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth, 
Yet  still  thy  gospel  lives. 

5  Such  wonders  power  divine  effects ; 

Such  trophies  God  can  raise  ; 
His  hand,  from  crumbling  dust,  erects 
His  monuments  of  praise. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
This  magnificent  hymn  is  not  fonnd  in  any  other 
Church  collection.  It  is  one  of  Doddridge's  best. 
It  is  based  on  2  Cor.  iv.  7:  "  But  Ave  have  this  treas- 
ure in  earthen  vessels,  that  the  excellency  of  the 
power  maybe  of  God,  and  not  of  ns."  From  the 
author's  Hymns,  1755,  -where  it  is  titled,  "T/ie 
Gospel  Treasure  in  Earthen  Vessels.^^ 


224  L.  M. 

SHALL  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man, 
The  Spirit's  course  in  me  restrain  ? 
Or,  undismay'd  in  deed  and  word. 
Be  a  true  witness  for  my  Lord  ? 

2  Awed  by  a  mortal's  frown,  shall  I 
Conceal  the  word  of  God  most  high? 
How  then  before  thee  shall  I  dare 
To  stand,  or  how  thine  anger  bear? 

3  Shall  I,  to  soothe  th'  unholy  throng, 
Soften  thy  truth,  and  smooth  my  tongue,    I 

7 


To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys,  or  flee 
The  cross  endured,  my  Lord,  by  thee? 

4  What  then  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread, 
Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid? 
A  man  !  an  heir  of  death  !  a  slave 

To  sin !  a  bubble  on  the  wave ! 

5  Yea,  let  men  rage,  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shad'wing  wings  around  my  head : 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  tender  love 

Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 
John  Joseph  Winkler.    Tr.  by  Joh7i  Wesley. 

The  German  original  was  first  published  in  1703, 
and  was  translated  by  John  Wesley  during  his 
residence  in  Georgia  as  a  missionary.  It  appeare<l 
first  in  Psalms  and  Hymns,  issued  by  the  Wesleys 
in  1738,  and  is  also  added  to  their  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poems,  1739.  Title,  "-Boldness  in  the  Gos- 
pel.'' This  valuable  lyric  is  one  of  the  standard 
hymns  of  Germany.  John  Wesley  endured  severe 
persecution  whilst  in  America  for  his  stern  fitlelity 
in  reproving  sin,  and  in  the  language  of  this  hymn 
he  found  comfort  and  encouragement.  The  next 
hymn  is  the  continuation  and  conclusion  of  this. 


225  ^  L.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  my  inmost  tlioughts  descry : 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise  ? 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wand'ring  souls  of  men  ; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save,       * 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name, 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame  : 
All  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  jjain  ; 
Only  thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

4  My  life,  my  blood,  I  here  present. 
If  for  thy  truth  they  may  be  spent : 
Fulfill  thy  sovereign  counsel,  Lord  ! 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  adored  ! 

5  Give  me  thy  strength,  0  God  of  power  ; 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar. 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be : 

'Tis  fixed  ;  I  can  do  all  through  thee. 
John  Joseph  Winkler.    Tr.  by  Jo/in  Wesley. 
(See  note  to  the  ]u-eceding  hymn,  of  which  this 
is  the  concluding  part.) 


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226  ^-  ^^• 

\Y  1-:  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 
\\    Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head  ; 
Come  a.s  a  servant,-so  He  came— 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  st^^ad. 

2  Come  a?  a  shepherd  ;— guard  and  keep 
Tiiis  foUi  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin  ; 
Nourish  the  hunbs,  and  feed  the  sheep. 
The  wounded  lu^al,  the  lost  bring  in. 

S  Come  as  a  watchman  ;— take  thy  stiind 
Upon  the  tower  amidst  the  sky, 
And  when  the  sword  comes  on  the  land, 
Call  us  to  fight,  or  warn  to  fly. 

4  Come  as  an  angel ;— hence  to  guide 

A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way, 
That,  softlv  walking  at  thy  side, 
We  fail  not,  faint  not,  turn  nor  stray. 

5  Come  as  a  teacher— sent  from  God, 

Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare ; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
AVhile  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 
James  Montgomery. 

This  is  the  onlv  hymn  in  the  Hymn  Book  de- 
siKne.1  to  convey  the  sentiment  of  welcome  by  a 
congtegation  for  a  new  pastor.  The  Metho.l.st 
itineracy  furnishes  frequent  occasions  for  the  use 
of  such  a  hymn. 


One  only  thing  resolved  to  know. 
And  square  our  useful  lives  below 
Bv  reason  and  by  grace. 

Charles  Wesley. 

^^For  a  Family  of  Believers''  from  JTymus  for 
(he  use  of  Families,  ITCT.  The  following  three 
omitted  stanzas  are  quite  as  good  as  the  three  re- 
tained: 

4  Not  in  the  tomhs  Ave  i»ine  to  dwell, 
Not  in  the  dark  monastic    ell, 

By  vows  and  grates  confined; 
Freely  to  all  ourselves  we  give. 
Constrained  by  Jesus'  T  ve  to  live 

The  servants  of  mankind. 

5  Now,  Jesus,  now  thy  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will! 
Peep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace. 
Build  up  thy  rising  Church,  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

G  O  let  our  faith  and  love  abound! 
O  let  our  lives  to  all  around 
With  purest  lustre  shine: 
That  all  aroun  I  our  works  may  see, 
And  give  the  glory.  Lord,  to  thee, 
The  heavenly  Light  Divine! 
This  was  headed  in  the  former  edition  of  the 
Hymn  Book,  ''Opening  Conference:'    And  not  m 
America  alone  is  it  so  used.    "  It  has  been  used  on 
tens  of  thousands  of  occasions,"  says  Mr.  Steven- 
son, of  London,  ''  in  asking  for  divine  guidance,  in 
private,  social,  and  public  services,  esi)ecially  at 
the  opening  of  all  deliberative  assemblies  for  pro- 
moting the  spread  of  the  work  of  God." 


227  c.  r.  ^r. 

EXCEl^  the  I^rd  conduct  the  i)lan, 
The  best-concerted  schemes  are  vain. 
And  never  can  succeed  : 
AVe    spend    our    wretched    strength    for 

naught ; 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  be  wrought. 
They  shall  be  blest  indeed. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  didst  thyself  inspire 
Our  souls  with  this  intense  desire 

Tliy  goodness  to  proclaim  ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  inUMid, 
O  let  our  deeds  begin  and  end 

Complete  in  Jesus' name! 

3  In  Jesus'  name  beheld  we  meet, 
Far  from  an  evil  worM  retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways; 


A^ 


228  s.  M. 

XD  are  we  yet  alive, 

\nd  see  each  other's  face? 

(dory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give 

For  his  redeeming  grace ! 

2  Preserved  by  power  divine 
To  full  salvation  here. 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  his  sight  appear. 

n  AVhat  troubles  have  we  seen. 

What  conflicts  have  we  passed. 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Since  we  assembled  last! 

4  But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

llath  brought  us  by  his  love  ; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  alTord, 
And  hides  our  life  above. 


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5  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 
Of  his  redeeming  power, 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 
Till  we  can  sin  no  more. 

G  Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 
Till  we  the  crown  ol)tain ; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 
So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  hymn  is  pre-eniinentl.v  the  Conference  hymn 
of  3Ietho(hsin.  It  is  sung-  ac  the  opening  of  Meth- 
odist Conferences  the  world  over,  and  has  been  so 
used  for  a  hundred  years.  All  branches  of  Meth- 
odism alike  \ise  it  for  this  purpose.  It  is  one  of  the 
author's  Hymns  for  Christian  Friends.  It  is  found 
in  the  3749  edition  of  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems. 
In  verse  one,  line  four,  the  author  wrote  "al- 
mighty" instead  of  "redeeming;''  and  iu  verse 
tlnee,  line  two,  he  Avrote,  "  "What  mighty  conflicts 
l)assed,"  and  in  line  one,  fourth  verse,  "yet"  for 
"  but."  The  last  stanza  is  omitted : 
Jesus,  to  thee  we  bow, 

And  for  thy  coming  wait, 
Give  us  for  good  some  token  now 

In  our  impei-fect  state; 
A])ply  the  hallowing  word. 

Tell  each  Avho  looks  for  thee. 
Thou  Shalt  be  perfect  as  thy  Lord, 
Thou  Shalt  be  all  like  me. 


odist  Episcopal  Church.  It  is  taken  from  the  UV.i 
edition  of  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  and  Ijcais 
the  title,  '■'■For  a  Minister  going  forth  to  Preach." 
Tlje  only  cliange  in  llie  above  hymn  is  of  thenin^Ml- 
lar  to  tlie  plural  '■'■these  messengers"  for  "this 
messenger,"  and  so  uniforndy  throughout  the 
hymn. 


229  L.  M. 

TESUS,  the  Truth  and  Power  divine, 
O   Send  forth  these  messengers  of  thine ; 
Their  hands  confirm,  their  hearts  inspire, 
And  touch  their  lips  with  hallowed  fire. 

?.  Be  thou  their  mouth  and  wisdom,  Lord  ; 
Thou,  by  the  hammer  of  thy  word. 
The  rocky  hearts  in  2:>ieces  break, 
And  bid  the  sons  of  thunder  sj^teak. 

:'.  To  those  who  would  their  Lord  embrace, 
Give  them  to  preach  the  Avord  of  grace ; 
Sweetly  their  yielding  bosoms  move. 
And  melt  them  with  the  fire  of  love. 

4  Let  all  with  thankful  hearts  confess 
Thy  welcome  messengers  of  peace ; 
Thy  power  in  their  report  be  found, 
And  let  thy  feet  behind  them  sound. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  hymn  is  often  simg  before  receiving  ap- 
l)ointments    at  Conference.     It    is    not    found    in 
either  the  Wesleyan  collection  or  that  of  the  Meth- 


230  H.  M. 

JESUS,  accept  the  praise 
That  to  thy  name  belongs ! 
Matter  of  all  our  lays, 

Subject  of  all  our  songs, 
Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  name. 

2  In  flesh  we  part  awhile. 

But  still  in  spirit  joined, 
T'  embrace  the  happy  toil 

Thou  hast  to  each  assigned  ; 
And  wdiile  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
AVe  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

3  0  let  us  then  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways, 
And,  armed  with  patience,  run 

With  joy  th'  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

4  There  we  shall  meet  again, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain. 

And  parting,  are  no  more : 
We  shall  with  all  our  brethren  rise, 
And  greet  thee  in  the  flaming  skies. 

5  Then  let  us  wait  the  sound 

That  shall  our  souls  release. 
And  labor  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  spotless  peace ; 
In  perfect  holiness  renewed. 
Adorned  with  Christ,  and  meet  for  God ! 
Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  the  Methodist  hymn   foreclosing  Con- 
ference."    It  is   from  Redemption  Hymns.   1747, 
and  is  entitled,  '■'■At  the  Parting  of  Friends.""    The 
fifth,  sixth,  and  seventh  stanzas  of  the  original  are 
omitted: 

5  O  happy,  happy  day. 

That  calls  thy  exiles  home! 

The  heavens  shall  pass  away. 

The  earth  receive  itstloom: 

Earth  we  shall  view,  and  heaven  destroyed. 

And  shout  above  the  fiery  void. 


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t)  These  eyes  shall  see  them  fall. 
Mountains,  and  stars,  and  skies  I 
These  eyes  shall  see  them  all 

Out  of  their  ashes  rise  I 
These  lips  His  i)raise  shall  rehearse, 
Whose  nod  restores  the  universe. 

7  According  to  his  word. 

His  oath  to  sinners  given. 
We  look  to  see  restoreil 

The  ruined  earth  and  heaven! 
In  a  new  world  his  truth  to  prove, 
A  world  of  righteousness  and  love. 


we."  Two  inferior  stanzas,  the  fifth  and  t.ixth,  have 
been  omitted. 

5  While  thus  we  walk  with  Christ  in  light, 

Who  shall  our  souls  disjoin? 
Souls  which  Himself  vouclisafes  to  unite 
In  fellowship  Divine. 

6  We  all  are  one  who  Ilim  receive, 

And  each  with  each  agree; 
In  Ilim,  the  One,  the  Truth,  we  live, 
Blest  point  of  unity. 


2.31  c.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love 
That  will  not  let  us  part; 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go ; 
And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread. 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside. 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem. 
But  Jesus  crucified! 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave ; 

To  his  beloved  embrace ; 
Expect  his  fullness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace. 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart. 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part. 

C  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  daj'^ 
Which  shall  our  flesh  restore, 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 

A  nother  hymn  for  "  Closing  Conference."  From 
Hymns  and  Hacred  Poems.,  1742.  Title:  '■'At  Part- 
ing.''^ In  verse  one  "joined"  has  >)oen  changed  to 
"one;"  in  verse  two,  "do  his  work"  to  "  sliow  liis 
praise; "  and  in  verse  three, "  O  let  us"  to  "  O  may 


232  S.M. 

AND  let  our  bodies  part. 
To  ditfrent  climes  repair: 
Inseparably  joined  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

2  0  let  us  still  proceed 

In  Jesus'  work  below ; 
And  foU'wing  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go! 

3  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  lab'rers  lies ; 
And  lo  I  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

4  0  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labors  end ! 

5  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

Our  suff''ring  and  our  pain: 
AVho  meet  on  that  eternal  shore. 
Shall  never  part  again. 

fi  0  happy,  happy  place. 

Where  saints  and  angels  meet! 
There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  Hymns  and  Saered  Poems,  1749,  where  it 
is  tilled,  ''At  Parting.'"  It  is  in  two  jiarts  and  has 
twelve  double  stanzas.  The  above  are  the  llrst  four 
double  stanzas,  with  the  second  half  of  the  first 
an<l  of  the  fourth  omitted.  Tliis  is  perhaps  the 
most  frequently  sung  of  all  the  Wesleyan  hymns 
at  the  closing  of  Conferences. 


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233  L-  M. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Honor  the  means  ordained  by  thee ; 
Make  good  our  apostoHc  boast. 
And  own  thy  glorious  ministry. 

2  Father,  in  these  reveal  thy  Son — 

In  these,  for  whom  we  seek  thy  face. 
The  hidden  mystery  make  known. 
The  inward,  pure,  l^aptizing  grace. 

3  Jesus,  with  us  thou  always  art ; 

Effectual  make  the  sacred  sign, 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart. 
And  bless  the  ordinance  divine. 

4  Eternal  Spirit,  come  from  high, 

Baptizer  of  our  spirits  thou  ! 
The  sacramental  seal  apply. 
And  M'itness  with  the  water  now ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

'■'•At  the  Baptism  of  Adults  "  is  the  author's  title 
of  this  hymn  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749. 
In  verse  one  Wesley  wrote  "  injoined  "  instead  of 
"ordained."  The  second  and  sixth  stanzas  are 
omitted: 

2  We  now  thy  promised  presence  claim; 
Sent  to  disciple  all  mankind- 
Sent  to  baptize  into  thy  name— 
We  now  thy  promised  presence  And. 
6  Oh!  that  the  Souls  baptiz'd  herein 
May  now  thy  Truth  and  INIercy  feel, 
May  rise  and  wash  aAvay  their  Sin — 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  their  Pardon  seal. 


234  L.  M. 

GOD  of  eternal  truth  and  love, 
Thine  own  great  ordinance  approve  ; 
This  child  into  thy  kingdom  take, 
And  give  him  all  thine  image  back. 

2  Father,  if  such  thy  sovereign  will, 
Annex  thy  hall'wing  Spirit's  seal ; 
The  seed  of  endless  life  impart. 
Take  for  thine  own  this  infant's  heart. 

3  Answer  on  him  thy  wisdom's  end  ; 
Whate'er  thou  didst  for  man  intend, 
Unto  this  favored  child  be  given, 
Pardon  and  holiness  and  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley.    (Alt.) 


The  above  hymn  has  been  considerably  altered 
from  the  original.  The  Committee  had  rejected  the 
original  of  this  hymn  entirely  on  account  of  its 
unusual  meter.  But  upon  failing  to  find  any  suit- 
able new  hymns  on  the  sul)ject  of  bai)tism,  and  es- 
pecially infant  baptism,  and  feeling  the  need  of  .a 
few  more  hymns  under  this  head,  they  re-exam- 
ined this,  and,  adopting  the  suggestion  of  tlie  Sen- 
ior Bishop,  so  altered  it  as  to  make  a  long  meter 
out  of  it.  It  is  hoped  that  it  will  prove  more  use- 
ful in  its  present  form  than  it  was  in  the  original: 

1  God  of  eternal  truth  and  love, 

Vouchsafe  the  promised  aid  we  claim, 
Thine  own  gieat  oidinance  approve. 

The  child,  baptized  into  thy  name, 
Partaker  of  thy  nature  make, 
And  give  her  all  thine  image  back. 

2  Father,  if  such  thy  sovereign  will, 

If  Jesus  did  the  right  enjoin. 
Annex  thy  hallowing  Spirit's  seal. 

And  let  the  grace  attend  the  sign; 
The  seed  of  endless  life  impart, 
Seize  for  thine  own  our  infant's  heart. 

3  Answer  on  her  thy  wisdom's  end, 

In  present  and  eternal  good; 
Whate'er  thou  didst  for  man  intend, 

Whate'er  thou  hast  on  man  bestowed. 
Now  unto  this  favored  babe  be  given. 
Pardon*  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 
Two  inferior  stanzas,  the  second  and  the  fifth,  are 
omitted.    It  is  taken  from  the  author's  Hymns  for 
the  use  of  Faynilies.,  17C7,  and  is  titled,  '"At  the 
Baptism  of  a  Child.''^ 


235  H.  M. 

BAPTIZED  into  thy  name, 
Mysterious  One  in  Three, 
Our  souls  and  bodies  claim 

A  sacrifice  to  thee : 
We  only  live  our  faith  to  prove. 
The  faith  which  works  by  humble  love. 

2  O  that  our  light  may  shine, 
And  all  our  lives  express 
The  character  divine, 

The  real  holiness ! 
Then,  then  receive  us  up  t'  adore 
The  Triune  God  for  evermore. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Fiom  Hymns  on  the  Trinity.,  Bristol,  17G7.    The 
original  has  six  stanzas;  the  above  are  the  last  two. 


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H 


236  c.  M. 

()\V  huge  the  promise,  how  divine, 
To  Abrah'm  and  his  seed  ! 
'*  I  am  a  God  to  thee  and  thine. 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  father  given  ; 
He  ti\kes  our  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  O  God,  how  liiithful  are  thy  ways  ! 

Thy  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  thy  grace 
Blots  out  our  children's  name. 

Isaac  Watts. 

'''■Abraham's  Blessing  on  the  Gentiles"'  is  the  au- 
thor's title  of  this  liynin,  which  is  frecinently  sillier 
at  the  l)ai)tisin  of  infants.  From  Jli/nins  and 
Spiritual  Sotjgs,  1707. 


237  c.  M. 

SEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stiind. 
With  all-engaging  charms  : 
Ilark  how  he  emails  the  tender  lambs. 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 
2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 
?.  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

Philip  Doddridiic 


This  hymn,  on  ^'•Christ's  Condescending  Regard 
to  Little  Children.,''  is  fretjuentiy  sung  at  the  Ijap- 
tism  of  infaiils.  It  is  based  on  Mark  x.  14:  "  Sculler 
the  little  children  to  come  unto  me,  and  forbid  ihen\ 
not;  for  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  Goil."  Two 
stanzas  are  omitted : 

Ye  little  flock,  witli  i>leasure  hear; 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face. 
And  lly  with  transport  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

If  orphans  they  are  left  behind. 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust, 
Tliat  caie  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 

While  weeping  o'er  tlieir  tlust. 
From  the  author's  Hymns,  1755. 


238 


C.  M. 


THUS  Lydia  sanctified  her  house, 
When  iihe  received  the  word ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailer  gave 
His  household  to  the  Lord. 

2  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King, 
Thine  ancient  truth  embrace : 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

Isaac  Watts. 

'''•Children  Devoted  to  God.  (For  those  who  prac- 
tise In/ant  Baptism)  "—is  the  heading  of  this  frag- 
ment of  a  hymn  in  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs, 
1707.    The  first  two  stanzas  are  omitted: 

1  Thus  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

"•  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee; 
I'll  l)less  thy  numerous  race,  and  they 
Sliall  be  a  seed  for  me.'' 

2  Abra'in  believed  the  i)romised  grace 

And  gave  his  sons  to  God; 
IJut  water  seals  the  l)lessing  now 
That  once  was  sealed  with  blood. 


4.  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


2:{0  C.  M. 

I'pilE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spread.^ 
X     And  l)lessings  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  alibnh 

2  Pardon  and  |)eace  to  dying  men. 
And  endless  life,  are  given, 


Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

.3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now. 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  api)ear. 


THE  lord's  SUrPEIl. 


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4  All  tiiiiijL,^  are  ready  ;  come  away, 
Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 

Philip  Doddridge, 
Original  title:  ^'- Room  at  the  Gospel  Fcast.^'  Text, 
Luke  XIV.  22:  "^Aiul  the  servj^.nt  said.  Lord,  It   is 
<lone  as  tliou   hast  commanded,  and   yet  there   is 
room."      In  the  fust  stanza  "•dainties"  has  been 
changed  to"  blessings."    Two  stanzas  are  omitted: 
3  Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  strayM 
In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come: 
Come  from  the  hedges  and  highways, 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 
5  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large. 
That  millions  more  may  come; 
Norcoukl  the  wiile  assembling  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 


240  c.  M. 

IF  human  kindness  meets  return, 
And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh ; — 

2  O  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died,  our  fears  to  quell. 
Our  more  than  orphan's  woe ! 

3  AVhile  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
AVhat  love  his  latest  words  displayed, — 
'•  ^leet  and  remember  me  !  " 

4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share ! 
O  mem'ry,  leave  no  other  name 
But  His  recorded  there ! 

Gerard  Thomas  Xoel. 

This  is  from  the  author's  Selection  of  Psalms 
and  Hyynns,  o£  Avhicli  several  editions  were  pub- 
lished (1820-1838),  though  the  hymn  appeared  as 
early  as  1812  at  the  conclusion  of  '•'•Arvendel;  or. 
Sketches  in  TtaJy  and  Switzerland ^  '•'This  do  i}i 
remembrance  of  7»e"  is  the  original  title,  as  Avell 
as  its  Scripture  basis. 


241  c.  M. 

THE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
Shall  stand  for  ever  good : 
He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 


2  To  this  dear  cov'nant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 

AVho  blessed  us  in  his  will, 
And  to  his  testament  of  love 
Made  his  own  blood  the  seal. 

Isaac  Watts. 
From  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.     Au- 
thor's title:  ^'The  2\^eiv  Testament  in  the  Blood  oj 
Christ  is  the  Xew  Covenant  Sealed.^''     The  third 
and  fourth  stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted: 

3  Thy  light,  and  strength,  and  pard'ning  grace. 

And  glory  shall  be  mine; 
3Iy  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers,  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

"Which  Jesus  did  bequefdh; 
'Twas  pui'chased  with  a  dying  gi'oan, 
And  ratified  in  death. 


242  c.  M. 

JESUS,  at  whose  supreme  command 
We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand. 
Thy  vesture  dipped  in  blood. 

2  The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love 

O  let  us  all  receive. 
And  feel  the  quick'ning  Spirit  move, 
And  sensibly  believe ! 

3  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be  ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given. 
And  all  may  live  by  thee. 

4  Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow, 

And  let  us  drink  thy  blood. 
Till  all  our  souls  are  filled  below 
With  all  the  life  of  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  Hymns  on  the  Lord's  Supper^  1745,  where 
it  has  eight  stanzas.  The  above  are  the  fii-st, 
fourth,  seventh,  and  eighth.  This  hytnn  comes  in 
the  class  of  hymns  headed,  "T/ie  Sacrament  as  it 
is  a  Sign  and  Cleans  of  Grace.'"  (See  note  under 
No.  244.) 


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243  c.  M. 

ACCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Ix)rd, 
I  w  ill  remember  thee. 

'2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 
!My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be : 
Tin-  testamentiil  cup  I  take. 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee ! 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

G  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb. 
And  mind  and  mem'ry  flee, 
AVhen  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 

Ja mes  Mo ntgomcry. 
This  hj'mn,  which  is  one  of  the  most  beautiful 
and  appropriate  of  those  designed  for  communion 
services,  is  based  on  I.uke  xxii,  19:  "Tius  do  in  le- 
inenduance  of  me."  "  No  Clinstian,"  says  Xuttcr, 
"can  carefully  read  tins  excellent  hymn  -without 
prollt.  Jt  is  well  calculated  to  stir  the  heart  of  the 
believer."    From  the  Christian  Psalmist,  1825. 


244  L.  M. 

A  TTIIOR  of  our  salvation,  thee, 
l\.   With  lowly,  thankful  hearts,  we  i)raise. 
Author  of  this  great  mystery, 
Figure  and  means  of  saving  grace. 

2  The  sacred,  true,  cnectnal  sign. 

Thy  body  and  thy  l)lo()d  it  shows  ; 
Tlie  glorious  instrument  divine 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  strength  l)est()ws. 

3  Wc  see  the  blood  that  seals  our  peaci' ; 

Thy  jiard'ning  mercy  we  receive; 


The  bread  doth  visibly  express 
The  strength  through  which  our 
live. 


spirits 


4  Our  spirits  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
And  eat  the  bread  so  freely  given. 
Till,  borne  on  eagles'  wings,  we  fly, 
And  ban(iuet  with  our  Lord  in  heaven. 
Charles  Wesley. 

From  Ilymiis  on  the  Lord's  Supper,  1745,  Avhich 
has  1G6  hymns  arranged  under  six  general  topics  as 
follows: 

I.  As  it  is  a  Memorial  of  the  Sufferings  and 
Death  of  Christ,  (27  hymns.) 

II.  As  it  is  a  Sign  and  a  means  of  Grace,  (Go 
hymns.) 

III.  The  Sacrament  a  Pledge  of  Heaven,  (23 
hymns.) 

IV.  The  Holy  Eucharist  as  it  Implies  a  Sacrilice, 
(12  hymns.) 

V.  Concerning  the  Sacrifice  of  our  Persons,  (oO 
hymns.) 

VI.  After  the  Sacrament,  \9  hymns.) 

The  above  hymn  is  the  first  under  the  second  of 
these  heads.  This  arrangement  of  the  hymns  was 
adopted  by  Wesley  to  make  them  conform  to  his 
introduction,  or  preface,  •which  is  a  ti'catise  by  Dr. 
Brevint  on  the  Lord's  Supper.  Dr.  lirevint  was  an 
eminent  French-English  divine,  born  in  England, 
educated  partly  at  the  French  Protestant  Univer- 
sity at  Saumur  and  partly  at  Oxfoi-d ;  became  pastor 
of  a  French  Protestant  congregation  in  Normandy, 
and  later  chaplain  to  Ihe  famous  Marshal  Turenne 
at  Paris;  retuined  to  England  in  llMU,  and  died  as 
Dean  of  Lincoln  in  H)95.  "During  his  residence 
in  I'aris  the  Princesses  of  Turenne  and  Bouillon 
expressed  a  desire  to  see  the  great  subject  of  the 
Holy  Communion  treated  in  a  practical  and  devo- 
tional manner,  rather  than  with  a  view  to  those 
doctrinal  questions  to  which  it  has  given  lise. 
'Jerusalem,'  they  said,  in  language  most  natural 
to  ])ersons  in  their  position,  '  is  so  flanked  about 
with  bastions  that  tlie  temiile  can  hardly  be  seen.' 
Ill  compliance  with  their  wish  this  work  was  writ- 
ten by  way  of  discourse,  meditation,  and  prayer, 
but  'taking  no  notice  of  contending  i)arties,  any 
more  than  if  they  had  never  appeared.'"  This 
devotional  and  .spiritual  treatise  seems  to  have  bad 
much  to  do  with  inspiring  Charles  Wesley's  hymns 
on  the  Lord's  Supper;  and  he  was  so  much  i)leased 
with  It  that  he  printed  it  as  an  introduction  to  Ins 
volume  of  hymns  on  this  subject.  It  has  been  re- 
cently claimed  by  the  Ihtualistic  i)arty  in  the 
Church  of  England  that  many  of  (  harles  Wesley's 
hymns  favor  their  peculiar  doctrincv-oncerningllie 
"Heal  Presence"  in  the  Loid's  Supi)er;  to  whicii 
It  may  be  leplied  that  if  any  of  his  hymns  seem  t(t 
favor  their  intensely  ritualistic  notions,  such  an 
interpretation  of    lueni  is  inconsistent  with  the 


THE  lord's  supper. 


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plain  evangelical  teachings  of  all  the  rest  of  his 
sacramental  liyuans.  But  Rev.  Dr.  Rigg,  an  emi- 
nent Wesleyan  ilivine,  has  undertaken  to  show,  in 
an  article  in  the  London  Quartcrli/  lievieiv  (July, 
1808),  that  the  teaching,  preaching,  and  poetry  of 
l)Oth  John  and  Charles  Wesley  were  ^'thoronghlij 
evangelical  and  si)iritual  "  only  after  17-45,  and 
from  then  on  to  the  end  of  their  lives. 


24, 


C.  M. 


THAT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Did,  almost  with  his  dying  breath, 
This  solemn  feast  ordain. 

2  To  keep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  have  met, 

And  to  remember  thee : 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 
"  For  me,  he  died  for  me  !  " 

3  Thy  suff' ring-s.  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 

To  our  remembrance  brings ; 
We  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine. 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 

4  0  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame 

Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee. 
To  sing,  "  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  ! 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me !  " 

Joseph  Hart. 
From  the  Supplement  of  HarVs  Hymjis,  1762. 
In  verse  one  the  author  wrote  "■  Za^esf  breath  "  in- 
stead of ''^  dying  hreath;  "    and   the  first  line  of 
verse  two,  •■'  To  keep  thy  feast,  Lord,  are  we  met." 


246  s-  M. 

LET  all  who  truly  bear 
The  bleeding  Saviour's  name. 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare. 
And  eat  the  paschal  Lamb. 

2  This  eucharistic  feast 

Our  every  want  supplies. 
And  still  we  by  his  death  are  blest, 
And  share  his  sacrifice. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 

His  suff' rings  to  record. 
E'en  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 
Communion  with  our  Lord ; 

4  As  though  we  every  one 

Beneath  his  cross  had  stood. 


And  seen  him  heave,  and  heard  him  groan. 
And  felt  his  gushing  blood. 

5  AVe  too  with  him  are  dead. 
And  shall  with  him  arise  : 
The  cross  on  which  he  bows  his  head 
Shall  lift  us  to  the  skies. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  on  the  Lord's  Supper^  1745,  being 
the  fourth  hymn  under  the  first  sub-division, 
titled,  "  The  Lord's  Supper  as  it  is  a  Memorial  of 
the  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ.'"  (See  note 
untler  No.  244.)  The  original  is  in  four  double 
stanzas.  The  second  half  of  the  first  and  the  sec- 
ond and  the  first  half  of  the  fourth  are  omitted; 
1  Our  Passover  was  slain 

At  Salem's  hallowed  place, 

Tet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain 

Shall  gain  his  largest  grace. 


2  By  faith  his  flesh  we  eat, 
Who  here  his  passion  show, 
And  God,  out  of  his  holy  seat. 
Shall  all  his  gifts  bestow. 

4  O  God!  't  is  finished  now! 
The  mortal  pang  is  past! 
By  faith  his  head  we  see  him  bow. 
And  hear  him  breathe  his  last. 


247  s.  M. 

JESUS,  we  thus  obey 
Thy  last  and  kindest  word  ; 
Here  in  thine  own  appohited  way 
We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  hast  enjoined, 

Thou  wilt  therein  appear  ; 
We  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  special  presence  here. 

3  Our  hearts  we  open  wide 

To  make  the  Saviour  room  ; 

And  lo !  the  Lamb,  the  Crucified, 

The  sinner's  Friend,  is  come. 

4  His  presence  makes  the  feast ; 

And  now  our  bosoms  feel 
The  glory  not  to  be  expressed. 
The  joy  unspeakable. 

CJiarlcs  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  on  the  Lord's  Supper.,  1745,  where 
it  appears  under  the  second  head  (see  note  under 
hymn  No.  244),  ^'•The  Lord's  Supper  as  it  is  a  Sign 
and  a  Means  of  Grace."  The  above  are  the  first 
two  of  four  double  stanzas.    Omitted: 


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INSTITUTIONS  OF  CHRISTIANITY. 


3  With  pure  celestial  bliss 

He  tioth  oiu-  spirits  cheer; 
His  house  of  banquetiiiir  is  this, 

And  he  liath  brouglit  us  here. 
He  doth  his  sjcrvants  feed 

With  inauiui  ironi  above. 
His  banner  over  us  is  spread, 

His  everliistiug  love. 

4  He  bids  us  drink  and  eat 

Impeiisliable  fooii. 
He  gives  his  llesh  to  be  our  meat, 

And  bids  us  drink  liis  blood. 
"Whate'er  th'  Almijrhty  can 

To  pardon'd  sinners  give. 
The  fullness  of  our  God  made  man, 

We  here  with  Christ  receive. 


248  8s,  7s.    D. 

COME,  thou  everlasting  Spirit, 
Bring  to  every  thankful  mind 
All  the  Saviour's  dying  merit, 

All  his  suff' rings  for  mankind: 
True  recorder  of  his  passion, 
Now  the  living  faith  impart 
Now  reveal  his  great  salvation, 
Preach  his  gospel  to  our  heart. 

2  Come,  thou  witness  of  his  dying ; 

Come,  remembrancer  divine ; 
Let  us  feel  thy  power  api)lying 

Christ  to  every  soul  and  mine  : 
Let  us  groan  thine  inward  groaning, 

I^ok  on  Ilim  we  pierced,  and  grieve, 
All  receive  the  grace  atoning, 

All  the  sprinkled  blood  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  TTymns  on  the  T^onVs  Supper.,  174.'>,  under 
RUl)-di vision  beaded  '■'■The  Lord's  Supper  as  it  is  a 
Memorial  of  the  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ.'''' 
(See  note  under  No.  244.) 


249 


JESUS,  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Magnify  thy  <lying  word, 
In  thine  ordinance  ai)pear. 
Come  and  meet  thy  foU'wers  here. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  hast  enjoined 
Let  us  now  our  Saviour  find  ; 
Drink  tliy  blood  for  sinners  slicd, 
Taste  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 


3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare  ; 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare ; 
Thou  that  hast  for  sinners  died, 
Show  thyself  the  Crucified  I 

4  All  the  power  of  sin  remove ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love ; 
Stamp  us  with  the  stamp  divine ; 
Seal  our  souls  for  ever  thine. 

Charles  Wesley'. 
From  Hymns  on  the  Lord's  Suj^pcr,  1745.  In 
verse  one  "(/('a?-,  redeeming '' has  been  changed  to 
"a/f-redeeming."'  This  hymn  comes  among  those 
heade<l  '■'■The  Lord's  Supj>er  as  it  is  a  Sign  and  a 
Means  of  Grace  J'''  (See  note  under  No.  244.)  "Ai>- 
projiriate  sacramental  hymns,  neither  too  frigid  on 
the  one  hand,  nor  too  seiUimental  on  the  other,  are 
rare  indeed.    This  is  one  of  the  few."    (Nutter.) 


250  7s,  Gs&8s. 

LAINIB  of  God,  whose  dying  love 
We  now  recall  to  mind. 
Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find  : 
Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee. 

And  every  struggling  soul  release ; 
0  remember  Calvary, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

2  By  thine  agonizing  pain. 

And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray ; 
By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 
Take  all  our  sins  away  : 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  trouT^les  cease : 
O  remember  Calvary, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  Jfymnson  the  Lord's  Supper,  174.^>— among 
those  headed  '■^^  The  Lord's  Supper  as  it  is  a  Me- 
morial of  the  Sxtfferings  and  Death  of  Christ.'" 
(See  note  under  No.  244.)  In  the  lirst  verse  "  bleed- 
ing" has  been  changed  to '■'dying,"  and  '•thus"  to 
"  now."  Tiie  ihii'd  and  fourth  double  stanzas  have 
been  omitted: 

3  lA't  thy  blood,  by  fjiilh  ai)iUied, 
Tlie  sinner's  jtardon  seal; 
Speak  us  fively  justinc(l, 

And  all  our  Pirkiu'ss  heal : 
T.y  (liy  )iasslonou  the  (ice, 

T-et  all  our  griefs  an<l  troubles  cease: 
C)  rcniember  Calv.'u-y, 
And  bid  us  ^o  in  peace! 


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107 


4  Never  will  we  hence  depart 

Till  tliou  our  wants  relieve. 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart, 

And  all  thine  iniage  give: 
Still  onr  souls  shall  cry  to  thee 

Till  perfected  in  holiness: 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  i)eace ! 


251  s.  M. 

OWHAT  a  taste  is  this 
Wliich  now  in  Christ  we  know, 
An  earnest  of  our  glorious  bliss, 
Our  heaven  begun  below ! 

2  When  he  the  table  spreads, 

How  royal  is  the  cheer ! 
With  rapture  we  lift  up  our  heads, 
And  own  that  God  is  here. 

3  The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Who  died  to  die  no  more, 
Let  all  the  ransom'd  sons  of  men. 
With  all  his  hosts  adore. 

4  Let  earth  and  heaven  be  joined. 

His  glories  to  display. 
And  hymn  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
In  one  eternal  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  Hymns  on  the  LorcVs  Suppei\  1745— among 
those  to  be  sung  '•'■After  the  Saerament.^^  The  first 
and  third  double  stanzas  are  omitted.  The  origi- 
nal hymn  begins  "All  praise  to  God  above."  (See 
note  under  No.  244.) 


252  7s. 

GLORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
God  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 


Peace  on  earth  to  nian  forgiven, 
Man,  tlie  well-beloved  of  Heaven. 

2  Sovereign  Father,  heavenly  King, 
Thee  we  now  presume  to  sing ; 
Glad  thine  attributes  confess, 
Glorious  all,  and  numberless. 

3  Hail,  l)y  all  thy  works  adored  ! 
Hail,  the  everlasting  Lord  ! 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove, 
Lord  of  power,  and  God  of  love. 

4  Hear ;  for  thou,  0  Christ,  alone, 
Art  with  thy  great  Father  one ; 
One  the  Holy  Ghost  with  thee ; 
One  supreme,  eternal  Three. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  the  first  edition  (1739)  of  Hymns  ajid  Sa- 
cred  Poems.  Title:  '''•Glory  he  to  God  on  High.'''' 
It  is  a  paraphrase  of  the  Gloria  in  Excelsis  in  the 
sacramental  service.  Instead  of  the  seconil  line  of 
verse  four  the  author  wrote:  "With  thy  glorious 
Sire  art  One !  "    Three  verses  are  omitted; 

4  Christ  our  Lord  and  God  we  own, 
Christ  the  Father's  only  Son; 
Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain. 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

5  Low  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow. 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement,  thou! 
Jesus,  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,  O  take  our  sins  away! 

6  Powerful  Advocate  with  God, 
Justify  i;s  by  thy  blood; 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  atonement,  thou! 


5.  THE  SABBATH. 


253  S-  M. 

WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest. 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near. 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  : 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here. 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 


3  One  day  within  the  place 

Which  thou  dost.  Lord,  frequent, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
In  sinful  pleasures  spent. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this. 
And  sit  and  feing  lierself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Isaac  Walls, 


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AiiUioi'8  title:  '^Ttie  Lord's  Day;  or.  Delight  in 
ih-diiunici's."    From  Ilytnns  anil  tSpiritual  Songs, 
J7u7.    Tlic  original  of  the  thinl  stanza  is: 
One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 


254  c.  M. 

A  VITII  joy  we  bail  the  sacred  day, 
I  V    Which  God  has  called  his  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  hoAV  foir! 

As  here  thy  servants  throng 
To  Ijreathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer. 
And  pour  the  grateful  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace !     0  deign  to  dwell 

AVithin  thy  Church  below ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
AVith  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found; 

Let  all  her  sons  unite. 
To  spread  with  holy  zeal  around 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

5  Great  God,  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 

Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own; 
AVith  joy  the  summons  we  obey 

To  worship  at  thy  throne. 

Harriet  Auber. 
Tiasod  on  Ps.  exxii. :  "  I  was  glad  when  they  said 
unto  n»e,  Let  us  go  into  the  house  of  the  Lord.  .  .  . 
Jerusalem  is  builded  as  a  city  that  is  compact  to- 
gether: whither  the  tribes  go  up,  the  tribes  of  the 
Lord,  unto  the  testimony  of  Israel,  to  give  thanks 
unto  the  name  of  tiie  I>ord.  .  .  .  Peace  be  with- 
in tliy  walls,  and  prosperity  within  thy  palaces. 
For  my  brethren  and  companions'  sakes,  I  will 
now  say.  Peace  be  within  thee."  It  is  from  The 
Spirit  of  the  Psalms,  1S20.  In  verse  two,  line  two, 
the  author  wrote,  "  Where,  willing  votaries  throng," 
and  in  line  four  '■'■choral  song;  "  antl  in  verse  four, 
line  three,  '■'■gralr/nl  zeal." 


255  c.  M. 

TIIK  Tvord  of  Sa1)1)ath  let  us  praise, 
In  concert  with  the  blest, 
AVho,  joyful,  in  harmonious  lays 
Kmploy  an  ejidless  rest. 


2  Thus,  Lord,  while  we  remember  tluc, 

We  blest  and  pious  grow  ; 
By  hymns  of  i)raise  we  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  displayed. 
By  God,  th'  eternal  AVord,  than  when 
This  universe  was  made. 

4  He  rises,  who  mankind  has  bought 

AVitli  grief  and  j^ain  extreme : 
'Twas    great   to    speak    the   world    from 
naught ; 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

Samnel  Wesley,  Jr. 
Title:  '■'■On  the  Sabbath  Day.''  It  is  especially 
approi)riate  for  an  Easter  Sabbath.  It  is  in  John 
Wesley's  Collection  of  Psalms  and  Hymns,  1741. 
It  is  in  the  second  edition  of  the  author's  Pocmjj, 
1743  (a  copy  of  which  is  in  the  writer's  possession), 
and  probably  appeai-ed  in  the  first  edition,  173G. 


256  c.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne ! 
This  is  the  day  our  rising  Lord 
Hath  made  and  called  his  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest, 

The  brightest  of  the  seven, 
Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

3  Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 

And  hasten  to  that  day 
AVIien  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 
And  shadows  pass  away. 

4  Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 

Jjci  us  in  hymns  employ  ; 
And  in  our  I^ord  rejoicing,  go 
To  his  eternal  jf)y. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  tlie  author's  Hymns  for  Children,  17G3, 


257  i^.  M. 

ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done  ; 
Another  Sabbat)  i  is  begun: 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hatb  blest. 


THE  SABBATH. 


109 


2  0  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies ; 
And  draw  from  Christ  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows ! 

n  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest. 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  comforts,  pass  away ; 
How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end ! 

Joseph  Stenncit. 

Tlie  original  of  this  lij-mn  contains  fourteen 
stanzas,  of  ^vhich  the  above  are  the  iirst,  tenth, 
eleventh,  and  thirteenth.  The  author  was  pastor 
of  a  Seventh-day  Baptist  Church;  but  there  is 
nothing  in  this  hymn  to  render  it  inapplicable  to 
the  first  day  of  the  -week.  This  hymn,  along  with 
many  others,  is  foimd  in  the  author's  Collected 
Works^  published  in  1782. 


258  L-  M. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light. 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast : 
0  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found. 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound ! 

3  Then  shall  I  share  a  glorious  part 
AVhen  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wish'd  below ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Isaac  Walls, 

'■'■A  Psalm  for  the  Lord's  Day  "  is  the  author's 
title  to  this  beantiful  hymn,  which  is  a  metrical 
version  to  the  first  part  of  the  ninety  -  second 
Psalm.  Date,  1719.  The  following  stanzas  of  the 
original  are  omitted : 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word : 


Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shint 
How  deep  thy  counsels  I  how  divine  I 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high: 
IJke  brutes  they  live,  like  l>rutcs  they  (lie; 
Like  gi-ass  they  fiourisli  till  thy  breath 
Blasts  them  in  everlasting  death. 

6  Sin,  my  worst  enemy  l)efore. 
Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more; 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 


259  rn.  6  1. 

SAFELY  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek. 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  AVhile  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name ; 
Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame : 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  jiraise; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes. 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints, 
INIake  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints  : 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove. 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

John  Ncu-lon. 

The  author's  title  to  this  hymn  is  '■'■Saturdai/ 
Evetiing."  Several  verbal  changeshave  been  made 
to  adapt  it  to  Sabbath  service.  The  second  stanza 
is  omitted: 

2  Mercies  multiplied  each  hour, 

Through  the  week  our  praise  demand; 
Guarded  by  Almighty  power. 

Fed  and  guided  by  his  hand; 
Though  ungrateful  we  have  been, 
Only  made  returns  of  sin. 


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260  H.  M. 

\  I'ELCOME,  delightful  morn, 
y  V    Tliou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; 

I^rd,  make  these  moment^  blest : 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys 
I  soar  to  reach  immortiil  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  with  gnice  ; 
Tliy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  flice: 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quick'ning  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

AVith  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  the  sacred  hours: 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

J.  llayward. 
This  liymn  was  i)ublishccl  in  DobelVs  Collection 
in  1S0«,  Willi  tlic  name  "  llayward  "  attached.  The 
author  is  unknown.  In  1817  a  volume  was  pub- 
lii^hed,  entitled  '■'•Cases  of  Conscience  Answered. 
By  .J.  Pike  and  J.  llayward."  Jt  is  a  mere  con- 
jecture that  the  two  are  the  same. 


261  c.  M. 

rpiIIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 
JL     He  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad. 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead. 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Ilosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  ()  Lord,  descend,  and  biiiig 
Salvation  from  thy  throne! 

J.sddc  Walls. 
Author's  title:  '■'■Jfosanna;  the  Lor(Vs  Day;  or, 
ClirisVs  Resurrection  and  our  Salvation.^*  It  is 
hase<l  on  Ps.  cxviii.  21:  "This  is  the  day  which  the 
Lord  hath  made;  we  will  rejoice  an<l  be  }x\i\(\  in 
it."  From  the  Psahns  of  David,  171!>.  Tlic  last 
two  verses  are  omitted: 


4  Blest  be  the  Ix)rd  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace, 
AVho  comes  in  Ciodiiis  Father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Ilosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  I'eigns 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 


262 


c.  JI. 


M- 


\Y  I  throughout  this  day  of  thine 
Be  in  thy  Spirit,  I^rd : 
Spirit  of  humble  fear  divine. 
That  trembles  at  thy  word  ; 

2  Spirit  of  faith,  my  heart  to  raise, 
And  fix  on  things  above ; 
Spirit  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Scripture  Ilj/inns,  17G2.     It  is  based 
on  Itcv.  i.  10:  "•  I  was  in  the  Spirit  on  the  Lord's 
day."  

263  I-  M. 

17^  A  R  from  my  though t<,  vain  world,  begone ! 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone : 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see ; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  -My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  i)ure  desire  : 
Come,  Jesus  Saviour,  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare ! 
TIow  sweet  thine  entertiunments  are  ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'■The  Enjoyment  of  Christ;  or.  Delight  in  Wor- 
ship,"' is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in  the  autlu»i's 
Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs, 1707.  In  verse  two, 
line  three,  "  my  dear  Jesus"  is  changed  to  "  Jesus 
Saviour."    Three  verses  omitted: 

J?  The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand 
In  nourishing  rows  at  thy  right  VkukI, 
And  in  sweet  murmui's  by  thy  side 
Ulvcrs  of  l)liss  perpetual  glide. 

4  Haste,  then,  but  with  .^  smiling  face, 
And  spread  a  tabic  of  thy  grace, 
Bringdown  a  taste  of  truth  divine. 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine. 


THE  SABBATH. 


Ill 


G  Hail,  jijreat  linnianiiol,  all  tUvinel 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine: 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  one. 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 
This  liynin  is  characterized  by  terms  of  endeai-- 
ment  that  renunil  one  of  llic  iiynins  of  Bernard  of 
Clairvaux. 


264  L  M 

THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above : 
To  that  our  lab'rin.2:  souls  aspire, 
"With  ardent  i:)angs  of  strong  desire. 

2  Xo  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress  { 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  sighs  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
AVhich  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  O  long-expected  day,  begin  ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  Aveary  road. 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 
Philip  Doddridge. 
This  hymn  on  '■'■The  Eternal  Sabbath  "  was  writ- 
ten to  be  sung  at  the  close  of  a  sermon  ])reache<l 
June  2,   173G,  on   Heb.    iv.  9:  "There  remaineth 
therefore  a  rest  to  the  people  of  God."    In  the  sec- 
ond stanza  "  groans  "  has  been  changed  to  "  sighs." 
The  first  stanza  of  the  original  has  beenoniitteil: 
1  Loi-d  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house, 
And  own  as  grateful  sacrifice. 
The  songs  Avhich  from  the  desert  rise. 
From  the  author's  Hymns,  1735. 


265  7s. 

SOFTLY  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God, 
Symbol  of  the  peace  wathin 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

3  Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  joy  and  peace  in  thee, 


Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

xSamticl  Franeix  Smith. 
This  hymn  was  written   in   1832,  and  was  con- 
tributed by  the  author,  along  with  several  others, 
to  the  Psalmist,  i\  IJaptist  collection,  published  iu 
1843.    Two  stanzas  omitted: 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  8prea<ls 
O'er  the  earth  as  «laylight  fades; 
-\11  things  tell  of  calm  repose. 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 
4  Still  the  Si)irit  lingers  near, 
"Where  the  evening  Avoishiper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 


266  _    10.=. 

SAVIOL'R !  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise 
With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn    of 
praise ; 
AVe  stand  to  bless  thee  ere  our  worship 

cease. 
Then,  lowly  kneeling,  wait    thy  word  of 
peace. 

2  Grant  us  thy  peace  upon  our  homeward 

way ; 
AVith  thee  began,  with  thee  shall  end  the 

day ; 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts 

from  shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  thy 

name. 

3  Grant  us    thy  peace.  Lord,  through    the 

coming  night ; 
Turn  thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light ; 
From  harm  and  danger  keep  thy  children 

free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  thee. 

4  Grant  us  thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly 

life, 
Our  balm  in  sorrow,  and  our  stay  in  strife ; 
Then,  when  thy  voice  shall  bid-  our  con- 
flict cease, 
Call  us,  0  Lord,  to  thine  eternal  peace. 

Joh)i  Ellerton. 
This  hymn  Avas  written  in  1S66  for  a  "■  Festival  of 
Parochial  choirs  at  Nantwich,  Cheshire,  England." 
It   is  found   in  the  Appendix   to  Hi/mns  Ancient 
and  Modern,  1868. 


SECTIOX  T. 

THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


B' 


267  n.  M. 

LOW  ye  the  triunpct,  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Tiie  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
lleturn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Hath  full  atonement  made : 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 

Iledemi)tion  through  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell. 
Your  liberty  receive. 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 
Your  heritage  above, 

Receive  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  liome. 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  heavenly  grace ; 

And,  saved  from  earth,  aj)i)ear 

Before  your  Saviour's  face: 
The  year  of  jul)ilcc  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

Charles  M'cslcrj. 

(112) 


Tliis  is  one  of  Cliarlcs  Wesley's  finest  liymns.  It 
is  on  his  favorite  theme— an  unliniited  atonement 
for  sinners,  Avlio  are  nowhere  exhorted  more  ten- 
derlj-  and  earnestly  to  return  than  in  this  hymn. 
"■The  Yccn-  of  Jubilee'^  is  its  title.  It  is  one  of  the 
author's  seven  Hymns  for  yciv-Ycai-'s  Day,  1750. 
strangely  enough,  it  has  been  sometimes  attributed 
to  To^lady,  Avho  was  born  in  1740.  It  is  based  on 
Lev.  XXV.  0-10:  ''Then  shalt  thou  cause  the  trumiiet 
of  the  jubilee  to  sound  on  the  tenth  day  of  the  sev- 
enth month,  in  the  day  of  atonement  shall  ye  make 
the  trumi>et  sound  throughout  all  your  land.  And 
ye  shall  hallow  the  fiftieth  year,  and  proclaim  lib- 
erty throughout  all  tlie  land  xinto  all  the  inhab- 
itants thereof:  it  shall  be  a  jubilee  unto  you;  and 
ye  shall  return  cveiy  man  unto  his  ])ossession,  and 
ve  shall  return  cverv  man  \into  his  familv." 


268  L.  M. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  gospel  word ! 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  my  Lord : 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day ; 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own 
And  kiss  his  late-returning  son : 
lieady  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hand- 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love 

Just  now  your  hardness  to  remove ; 
T'  apply  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
And  wash  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

4  lieady  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate  ; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  (Jhost, 
Are  ready  with  their  shining  host: 
AU  heaven  is  ready  to  resound, 

"  The  dead's  alive !  the  lost  is  found  !  " 
Charles  Wesley. 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


113 


From  Jli/mns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.  It  con- 
tains ten  stanzas,  the  last  live  being  contained  in 
the  next  liynin.  It  is  based  on  Luke  xiv.  17«c 
"  Come;  for  all  things  are  now  ready."  There  are 
allusions  to  the  prodigal  son  in  the  second  aniUifth 
verses.  In  verse  live  the  author  wrote  '■•Is  ready  " 
instead  of  ".4 re  ready.''  '*A  i)resent  salvation  for 
every  penitent  sinner  is  the  poet's  theme,  and  he 
i-epresents  the  whole  three  Persons  in  the  Trinity 
as  waiting  to  welcome  sinners  to  the  Saviour. 
There  is  a  detailed  pathos  and  simplicity  in  the 
hymn,  which  gives  much  beauty  to  the  poetry." 


269  L  M 

COME,  0  ye  sinners,  to  your  Lord, 
In  Christ  to  paradise  restored ; 
His  proffered  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace : 

2  A  pardon  written  with  his  blood, 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense. 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence ; 

3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart ; 
The  tears  that  tell  your  sins  forgiven ; 
The  sighs  that  waft  your  souls  to  heaven ; 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress ; 
Th'  unutterable  tenderness ; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility ; 

The  wonder,  "  Why  such  love  to  me  ?  " 

5  Th'  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  grace. 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face  ; 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move. 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Continuation  of   the  ])receding  hymn.     In  the 
first  line  "'  then  "  lias  been  changed  to  "  O." 


270  L.  M. 

COME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast ; 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest  : 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind. 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all : 
Come,  all  the  world !  come,  sinner,  thou ! 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 


3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 
Ye  restless  wand'rcrs  after  rest. 

Ye  poor,  and  maimed,  and  halt,  and  bhnd, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live : 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suSer  him  to  die  in  vain  ! 

5  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious,  l)leeding  sacrifice! 
His  offered  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  saved  by  grace ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

'■'-The  Great  Su}->per  "  is  the  title  to  this  magnifi- 
cent hymn  of  invitation  and  welcome  to  the  sinner. 
It  is  based  on  Luke  xiv.  16-24.  It  was  first  pub- 
lished in  1747  in  tlie  author's  Hymns  for  those  that 
Seek  and  those  that  Have  Redemption  in  the  Blood 
of  Jesus  Christ.  The  original  has  twenty-four 
stanzas.  In  1842  Mr.  James  Nichols  pvjnted  an 
edition  of  this  hymn  with  notes  from  the  author's 
manuscript. 

In  July,  1790,  Jesse  Lee  preached  the  first  Meth- 
odist sermon  ever  delivered  in  Boston,  ^lass.  Hav- 
ing spent  a  week  trying  to  find  a  place  to  preacli 
at,  but  finding  all  places  of  worship  closeil  against 
him  and  his  Methodist  Arminian  "  heresy,"  he  con- 
cluded to  preach  in  the  open  air  on  the  Common, 
lie  borrowed  a  table  from  someone  living  near  by. 
and  placing  it  imder  the  shade  of  the  famous  Old 
Elm  located  near  the  center  of  tiie  Common,  he 
mounted  it,  and,  with  an  audience  of  only  five  per- 
sons, began  singing: 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast; 

Let  every  one  be  Jesus"  guest  : 

Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind. 

For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 
He  sung  the  whole  hymn  through — nor  could  any 
thing  be  more  fitting  for  tlie  introduction  of  Method- 
ism into  new  soil,  for  it  is  a  hymn  that  is  full  of  tlie 
central  doctrine  of  Wesleyan  theology— an  unlim- 
ited atonement.  They  had  never  heard  such  hymns 
and  such  preaching  in  Calvinistic  New  England 
before.  Before  he  had  finished  his  sermon  he  hail 
an  audience  of  nearly  three  thousand,  and  on  the 
succeeding  Sabbath  an  even  larger  number.  In  187f>, 
we  may  add,  this  historic  old  elm-tree  was  blown 
down  in  a  severe  storm.  The  ^lethodist  preaciiers 
of  the  city  resolved  to  have  a  large  arm-chair  made 
of  some  of  the  wood  of  the  tree,  to  be  preserved  as  a 
memorial  of  the  introduction  of  Methodism  into 
Boston.  On  the  day  of  its  jiresentation  to  the 
Preachers' Meeting  (in  1870)  an  able  and  interest- 
ing histoiical  i)aper  was  read  by  Dr.  (since  Bishop) 
Mallalieu,  and  an  historical  poem  by  Dr.  Stutlley. 


lU 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


271  L.  M. 

HO  I  every  one  that  tlni-st«,  draw  nigh ; 
Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race : 
IMercy  and  free  salvation  buy  ; 
Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come ! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call : 

Return,  ye  weary  wand'rei-s,  home, 

And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all. 

3  See  from  the  rock  a  fountain  rise ; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls; 
IMoney  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  lab'ring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 

4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give ; 

Leave  all  ye  have,  and  are,  behind ; 
Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive. 

Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

Charles  Wesley. 
These  arc  the  first  four  of  the  thirty-one  stanzas 
whicli  constitute  the  author's  paraphrase  of  the 
fifty-fifth  chapter  of  Isaiah.  Tlie  first  verse  fur- 
nished the  basis  for  the  above  stanzas:  "Ho,  every 
one  tliat  thirsteth,  come  ye  to  the  waters,  and  he 
that  hath  no  money;  come  ye,  buy  and  eat;  yea, 
come,  buy  wine  and  milk  without  money  and  with- 
out price."  It  is  from  JTymns  and  Sacred  Poems., 
1740.  In  the  ^lethodist  Episcopal  Hymnal  it  is  ac- 
credited to  Joiin  Wesley.  Previous  to  1749  the  two 
brothers  i)ublished  most  of  their  volumes  of  hymns 
conjointly,  and  agreed  not  to  distinguish  their 
hymns  as  to  authorship;  but  after  this  date  nearly 
all  the  hymn-books  issued  bore  the  name  of  Charles 
"Wesley  alone.  

272  L-  M. 

ODO  not  let  the  word  depart. 
And  close  thine  eyes  against  the  light ; 
Poor  sinner,  harden  not  thy  heart: 
Thou   wouldst  be  saved;  why  not  to- 
night? 

2  To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise 

To  bless  thy  long-deluded  sight; 
This  is  the  time;  0  then  be  wise! 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved;    why  not  to- 
night ? 

3  OurG(((l  in  jiity  lingers  still ; 

And  wilt  thou  thus  his  love  requite? 
Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will : 
Thou  wouldst  be   saved ;   why  not  to- 
night? 


4  Our  blessed  Lord  refuses  none 

Who  would  to  him  their  souls  unite ; 
Then  be  the  work  of  grace  begun : 

Thou  wouldst  be  saved ;   why  not  to- 
night ?  Elizabeth  Holmes  Reed. 
This  pleading  hymn  of  invitation  to  sinners  is  a 
sermon  in  itself,  and  is  well  suiteil  to  revival  occa- 
sions.   It  was  written  in  1823. 


273  8s,  7s,  &  4. 

CO]\IE,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
AVeak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sorc'l 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power : 

He  is  able. 
He  is  willing :  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentiince, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

AVithout  money. 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him : 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  INIaker  prostrate  lies  1 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"It is  finished!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

0  Lo!  til'  incarnate  God  ascending, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  l)lo()(l ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely. 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 

None  l)ut  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


115 


7  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name: 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

Joseph  Hart. 

'•'■Come  and  Welcome  to  Jesus  Chrisf^  \s  the  title 
of  this  hynm  in  the  author's  Jlymns,  1759.  This  is 
one  of  tlie  tenilercst  invitation  liynms  ever  writ- 
ten. Jt  has  sunjj;  many  a  sinner  to  the  foot  of  tiie 
cross.  In  lliellrst  verse  the  author  wrote  '•'•  wretch- 
ed" instead  of  ''needy,"  ixiuX"^  joined  ivith\io\\CY  ^'' 
instead  of  "■  love  and  power;  "  in  verse  four  "•  bro- 
ken "  instead  of  •"' manglecL;  "  and  in  verse  live 
''  N'iew  liim  grov'ling  "  instead  of  "Agonizing." 

This  hymn  was  Avritten  under  the  inspiration  of 
a  somewhat  remarkable  religious  experience.  The 
author  in  early  manhood  had  led  a  religious  life, 
hut  fell  a  victim  to  temptation  and  soon  gained  an 
unenviable  notoriety  for  wickedness.  He  had  re- 
ceived a  liberal  education,  the  strength  of  whicli 
he  now  directed  against  the  Christian  religion  by 
publishing  books  of  a  pernicious  tendency,  among 
them  one  titled,  The  Unreasonableness  of  Religion. 
But  in  spite  of  this  he  sufl'ered  terrible  compunc- 
tions of  conscience  and  inward  tortures,  which  de- 
stroyed his  i)eace  and  led  at  length  to  his  conver- 
sion. "I  was,"  said  he,  '•  in  an  abominable  state, 
a  loose  backslider  and  an  audacious  apostate.  .  .  . 
But  the  week  before  Easter,  1757,  1  ha<l  such  an 
amazing  view  of  the  agony  of  Christ  in  the  garden 
as  I  knoAv  not  how  well  to  describe.  1  was  lost  in 
wonder  and  adoration,  and  the  impression  was  too 
jleej),  I  believe,  ever  to  be  obliterated.  1  believe 
that  no  one  can  know  any  thing  of  the  sxifferings 
of  Jesus  but  by  the  Holy  Ghost."  (See  especially 
the  fifth  verse.)  Under  this  spiritual  revelation  of 
the  sufferings  of  Christ  and  a  profound  sense  of 
the  i)ardoning  love  and  mercy  of  a  crucified  Sav- 
iour he  wrote  the  above  tender  hymn  of  invitation 
to  contrite  and  penitent  sinners.  Only  one  who 
had  experienced  a  deep  sense  of  sin  andunworthi- 
ness  and  also  of  God's  pardoning  love  could  Avrite 
such  a  hvmu. 


274  lis. 

OTURN  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so 
nigh? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says, 

"  Come," 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you 
home. 


2  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  re- 
ceive, 

O  how  can  you  (luestion,  if  you  will  be- 
lieve? 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not 
come  ? 

'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome;  he  bids  you 
come  home. 

8  In  riches,  in  pleasures,  wliat  can  you  ob- 
tain. 

To  soothe  your  affliction,  or  banish  your 
pain? 

To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summoned  to 
die, 

Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high  ? 

4  Why  will  you  be  starving,  and  feeding  on 

air  ? 
There's  mercy  in   Jesus,  enough  and  to 

spare : 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see. 
And  prove  that  his   mercy  is   boundless 

^^^fr^«-  Josiah  Hopkins. 

This  hymn  is  in  Vol.  I.  of  the  Christian  Lyre, 
1830.  It  has  there  six  stanzas.  The  author's  name 
is  not  attached  to  this  piece,  as  it  is  to  several  oth- 
ers in  the  same  Avork.  This  fact  has  caused  some 
to  doubt  the  above  authorship,  but  it  is  almost  uni- 
versally accredited  to  Hopkins.  The  lirst  line  is  a 
quotation  from  Ezekiel  xxxiii.  11. 


275  lis. 

DELAY  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  draw  near, 
The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for 
thee; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here. 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is 
free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thv 
God? 
A  fountain  is  open,  how  canst  tliou  refuse 

To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardon- 
ing blood  ? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  to  come, 

For  Mercy  still  lingers  and  calls  thee  to- 
day : 


IIG 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


Her  voice  is  not  heiird  in  the  vale  of  the 
tomb ; 
Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  paas 
away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not,  tlie  Spirit  of  grace. 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  tiike  his 
sad  flight, 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy 
race, 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's  night. 
Thomas  Hastings. 
From   the  nuthoi's  Spiritual  Songs  for  Social 
Worship,   1831.     One    stanza   of    the   original    is 
omitted: 

5  Delay  not,  delay  not,  the  hour  is  at  hand. 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,  and  the  heavens  shall 

fade. 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall 

stand: 
What  power  then,  O  sinner,  will  lend  thee  its 

aid! 


12s. 


276 

rpiIE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  "  Escape  to 
i         the  mountain ; 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a 

fountain  : 
For  sin  and  uncleanness,  and  every  trans- 
gression. 
His  blood  flows  most  freely,  in  streams  of 
salvation." 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  })ur- 

chased  our  pardon ! 

We  will  praise  him  again  when  we  pass 

over  Jordan. 

2  Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  is  given  ; 

Now  glory  to  God  is  re-e(;hoed  in  heaven  ; 

Around  the  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad 

story, 
And  ping  of  his  love,  his  salvation   and 
glory. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  Sec. 
?,  ()  Jesus,  ride  on, — thy  kingdom  is  glorious  ; 
O'er  sin,  d(!ath,  and  hell,  thou  wiU  make 

us  victxjrious : 
Thy  name  shall  be  praised  in  the  great 

congregation. 
And  saints  shall  ascribe  unto  thee  their 
salvation. 
HiiUeliijah  to  the  Land),  S^c. 


4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,  having  gained 
the  ble.-t  shore. 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,   we  will 

pi-aise  evermore : 
We'll  range  the  blest  fields  on  the  banks 

of  the  river. 
And  sing  of  redemption  forever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  ttc. 

Richard  BurdsaU. 
The  author  of  this  hymn  was  a  useful  and  labo- 
rious local  preacher  in  the  Wesleyan  Connection. 
The  hymn  first  appeared  'so  far  as  is  now  known  j 
in  1797  appended  to  Memoirs  of  the  Life  of  Richard 
BurdsaU,  shoicing  Vie  Mercy  of  God  in  Christ 
Jesus  to  a  sin7ier,  and  containing  his  Testimonr/  to 
the  Truths  he  has  received:  Written  bi/  himself. 
The  hymn,  as  there  published,  begins,  "  Now  Christ 
he  is  risen,  the  Serpent's  head  bruised."  After 
undergoing  some  alterations  and  modifications,  it 
became  very  popular.  It  api)eared  in  very  nearly 
Its  present  form  in  a  Leeds  Prayer-Meeting  Hymn- 
Book,  1799,  beginning,  as  in  the  above  form,  with  its 
second  stanza.  It  seems  first  to  have  appeared  in 
America  in  The  Lord's  Songs,  comi)iIed  by  Uev. 
Joshua  Spaulding,«nd  published  in  1805,  at  Salem, 
Mass.  

277  c.  M. 

CO]\IE,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, — 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve: 
2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
AVhatever  may  oppose. 
P)  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne. 
And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 
I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone. 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  ai>i)roach. 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  Perluqis  he  may  admit  my  plea, 

P(Mhaps  will  h(>ar  my  jjrayer; 
l^ut,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 

And  i)erish  only  there. 
0  I  can  but  jierish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
YoY  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

I  must  forever  die. 


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117 


7  But,  if  I  die  with  mercy  sought, 
When  I  the  King  luive  tried, 
Tliis  were  to  die  (dehghtful  thought!) 
As  sinner  never  died. 

Edmund  Jones. 

Title:  '•'•The  Successful  Resolve.*'  Based  on 
Esther  iv.  ](J:  "Ami  so  I  will  go  in  unto  the  kin<,% 
which  is  not  according,'  to  the  law:  and  if  I  i)eiish, 
1  perish."  Also  v.  2:  "And  it  was  so,  when  the 
ting  saw  Esther  the  queen  standing  in  the  court, 
tliat  she  obtained  favor  in  his  sight;  and  the  king 
iield  out  to  Esther  the  golilen  sceptre  that  was  in 
his  hand." 

Of  all  the  invitation  hymns  used  in  the  revivals 
of  the  jMethodist  Church  of  America  for  the  past 
century  this  has  perhaps  been  the  most  popular 
and  useful.  No  hymn  has  i)erhaps  been  sung  so 
often  as  this  immediately  following  the  earnest  ex- 
hortation and  invitation-  to  sinners  with  Avhich 
Methodist  i)reachers  have  been  wont  to  close  their 
sermons.  If  the  history  of  this  hymn  could  be  fully 
Avrittcn,  it  AVOuUl  not  be  surprising  if  it  were  found 
that  more  sinners  had  been  induced  to  arise  and 
go  to  the  altar  for  prayer  under  the  singing  of  this 
than  of  any  other  one  hymn  in  the  Hymn  Book. 
As  sung  to  the  old  tunes,  Fairfield  and  Tennessee 
tboth  of  which  are  given  in  the  Tune  Book),  it  has 
brought  to  tears  and  to  repentance— and  to  the 
penitent's  altar— many  a  soul  convicted  of  sin. 

It  has  been  objected  that  the  "i)erhaps"  of  the 
fourth  and  fifth  verses  is  misleading  and  false,  as 
there  is  no  "  ])erhaps"  about  God's  saving  the  true 
])enitent.  But  the  hymn  is  strictly  true  to  nature 
in  that  it  describes  the  thoughts  and  feelings  of  the 
penitent,or  at  leastof  many  penitents,  in  approach- 
ing the  altar  and  seeking  the  forgiveness  of  sins. 
Jt  is  not  the  language  of  God,  or  of  the  preacher, 
but  of  a  half-trusting  penitent  that  is  here  intro- 
duced. 


278  c.  M. 

YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor. 
Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come : 
O  stay  not  back,  though  fear  alarms, 
For  yet  there  still  is  room. 

3  0  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love. 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above ! 


4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  tli'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thou.^und  souls  rejoice. 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come : 
Ye  happy  souls,  the  grace  adore ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room.. 

A7ine  Steele. 
This '■'•  Invitation  to  the  Feasf  is  from  the  au- 
thor's Poems  on  Subjects  chiefly  DevotionaU  17(50. 
Based  on  Luke  xiv.  22:  "And  the  servant  said. 
Lord,  it  is  done  as  thou  hast  commanded,  anil  yet 
there  is  room." 


279  c.  M. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend. 
And  every  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls. 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind, — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  hath  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho !  ye  that''pant  for  living  streams. 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
AVith  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation,  in  abundance,  flows 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies. 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Isaac  Waits. 
Author's  title:  '■'- The  Invitation  of  the  Gospel;  or^ 
Spiritual  Food  and  Clothing. '^  From  Ilijmnsatid 
Spiritual  Sojigs^  1707.  Based  on  Isaiah  Iv.  1-:^; 
"  IIo,  every  one  that  thirsteth,  como  ye  to  the 
waters,  and  he  that  hath  no  money;  come  ye,  buy 
and  eat;  yea,  come,  buy  wine  and  milk  without 
money  and  without  price.    Wliercfore  do  ye  spend 


118 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


money  for  tliat  wliicli  is  not  bread?  and  vour  labor 
for  that  which  taiisfteth  not?  hearken  diligently 
unto  me,  and  eat  ye  that  which  is  good,  and  let 
your  soul  ilelight  itself  in  fatness.  Incline  your 
ear,  aiul  come  unto  me;  hear,  and  your  soul  shall 
live;  and  I  will  make  an  everlasting  covenant  with 
you,  even  the  sure  mercies  of  David." 

The  sixth,  seventh,  and  eighth  stanzas  of  the 
original  are  omitted. 


280  c.  M. 

IN  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 
In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrives  and,  trembling,  waits 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb, — 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now  ;       t 

For  him  thy  powers  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  and  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  youth 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea. 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  coast 
Of  blest  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  ; 
This  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

Thomas  Gibbons. 
From  the  authoi-'s //7/?nn,s,  1709.  Based  on  Eccl. 
xii,  1:  "Kemember  now  thy  Creator  in  the  days 
of  thy  youth,  while  the  evil  days  come  not,  nor  tlie 
years  draw  nigh,  Avhen  thou  shalt  say,  I  have  no 
pleasure  iu  them." 


281  7s  &«^- 

DROOPING  souls,  no  longer  mourn, 
Jesus  still  is  precious ; 
If  to  him  you  now  return. 

Heaven  will  be  propitious : 
Jesus  now  is  passing  by, 

Calling  wanderers  near  liim ; 
Drooping  souls, you  need  not  die, 
(U)  to  him  and  hear  him ! 

2  He  has  j)ardons,  full  and  free. 
Drooping  souls  to  gladden  ; 
Still  he  cries— "Come  unto  me, 
Weary,  heavy-laden ! " 


Though  your  sins,  like  mountains  high. 

Rise,  and  reach  to  heaven. 
Soon  as  you  on  him  rely, 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 

3  Precious  is  the  Saviour's  name, 
Dear  to  all  that  love  him  ; 
He  to  save  the  dying  came; — 
Go  to  him  and  prove  him  ! 
AVandering  sinners,  now  return ; 

Contrite  souls,  believe  him ! 

Jesus  calls  you,  cease  to  mourn : 

AVorship  him  ;  receive  him. 

Thomas  Hastings. 
One  of  the  six  hundred  hymns  written  by  the 
author,  who  Avas  even  more  distinguished  as  a 
comiwserof  church  music  than  as  a  hymn-writer, 
and  who,  al(.ng  with  Dr.  Mason,  has  been  called 
the  real  founder  of  the  church  i)salmo(iy  now  pre- 
vailing in  America.  lie  is  perhaps  best  known  as 
the  author  of  ''Toplady,"  tlie  popular  tune  to 
''  Rock  of  ages." 

282  s.  M. 

THE  Lord  declares  his  will, 
And  keeps  the  world  in  awe ; 
Amidst  the  smoke  on  Sinai's  hill 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 

And,  smiling  from  above, 
Sends  down  the  gospel  of  his  grace, 
Th'  epistles  of  his  love. 

3  These  sacred  words  impart 

Our  Maker's  just  commands  ; 
The  pity  of  liis  melting  heart, 
And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

4  AVe  read  the  heavenly  word, 

AVe  take  the  offered  grace, 
Obey  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  promises. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'•The  Jmw  and  Gospel  Joined  in  Scriptto-e"  is 
the  title  of    Ibis  hymn    in    Spintual  Jli/tims  and 
Songs,  1707.    Three  inferior  stanzas  arc  omitted. 


2S:5 


C.  M. 


rnilE  Saviour  calls  ;  let  every  ear 
-L     Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 


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119 


2  For  every  thii-sty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flov»' ; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  blij^s  impart 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come ;  'tis  mercy's  voice  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey : 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys, 
A.nd  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

An7ie  Steele. 
From  the  author's  Poems,  1760.    It  is  based  on 
John  vii.  37:  ''  In  the  last  day,  that  great  daj' of  the 
foast,  Jesus  stood  and  cried,  saying.  If  any  man 
tiiirst,  let  him  come  unto  mc,  and  drink." 


284  c.  M. 

VAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear ; 
Repent,  thine  end  is  nigh  ; 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far : 
O  think  before  thou  die. 

2  Eeflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save  ; 

Thy  sin^,  how  high  they  mount! 
"What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  stands  that  dark  account  ? 

3  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defense  ; 

His  time  there's  none  can  tell ; 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence ; 
To  heaven,  or  down  to  hell. 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  greatest  care, 

Shall  into  dust  consume ; 
But,  ah  !  destruction  stops  not  there : 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

Joseph  Hart. 
'■'■Death^*  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in  the  Supple- 
ment of  HarVs  Hymns^  1762.    In  verse  four,  line 
two,  the  author  wrote,  *•'  Shall  crawling  worms 
consume."    Two  stanzas  ai'e  omitted: 

5  To-day  the  gospel  calls,  to-day, 

Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you; 
Let  every  one  forsake  his  way, 
And  mercy  Avill  ensue : 

6  Rich  mercy,  dearly  bought  Avith  blood, 

IIow  vile  soe'er  he  be;  * 
Abundant  pardon,  peace  Avith  God, 
All  given  entirely  free. 


285 


w 


7s.    Gl. 
EARY  souls  that  wander  wide 
From  the  central  point  of  bliss, 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified, 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his : 
Sink  into  the  ])urple  flood ; 
Rise  into  the  life  of  God. 

2  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace. 

Peace  unspeakable,  unknown ; 
By  his  pain  he  gives  you  ease, 

Life  by  his  expiring  groan : 
Rise,  exalted  by  his  fall, 
Find  in  Christ  your  all  in  all. 

3  0  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  Son  hath  given  ; 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too ; 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven: 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above. 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'■The  Invitation^*  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  au- 
thor's Redemption  Hymns,  1747.    The  last  stanza 
is  omitted: 

4  This  the  xiniversal  bliss. 

Bliss  for  every  sou!  designed; 
Gotl's  primeval  promise  this, 

God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind: 
Blest  in  Christ  this  moment  be, 
Blest  to  all  eternitvl 


286  7s.  D.         ,. 

WHAT  could  your  Redeemer  do. 
More  than  he  hath  done  for  you  ? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood  ? 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  he  you  to  life  invite  ? 
AVould  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cry, 
"  Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 

2  Sinners,  turn,  while  God  is  near ; 
Dare  not  think  him  insincere  : 
Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands, 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands  ; 
Cries,  "  Ye  will  not  happy  be  ; 
No,  ye  will  not  come  to  me — 
Me,  who  life  to  none  deny : 
AVhy  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 


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THE   GOSPEL   CALL. 


3  Can  ye  doubt  if  God  is  love, 

If  to  all  his  bowels  move? 

Will  ye  not  his  word  receive? 

Will  ye  not  his  oath  believe? 

See,  the  suff 'ring  God  appeal's ; 

Jesus  weeps  ;  believe  his  tears ! 

Mingled  with  his  blood,  they  cry, 

"  Wliy  will  ye  resolve  to  die?" 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  a  imcni  of  sixteen  « Ion  bio  stJin/a.s  in  Hymns 
on  Goers  Everlaslinff  Love^  1741.  The  first  three 
stanzas  of  the  original  are  given  in  No.  2S8.  The 
stanzas  given  above  arc  parts  of  the  tenth  and 
foiirtcentli,  ai  <l  all  of  the  fifteenth  am!  sixteenth. 
In  verse  one,  line  seven,  the  author  wrote  "obtest" 
instead  of  ''' boseecli."  Based  on  Ezck.  xviii.  31: 
'•  \Vhv  Avill  vc  die,  O  house  of  Israel?" 


287  7,.  D. 

COME,  ye  weary  sinners,  come, 
All  who  groan  beneath  yonr  load  ; 
Jesus  calls  his  wand'rers  home ; 
Hasten  to  your  pard'ning  God. 
Come,  ye  guilty  souls,  oppressed, 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call : 
"Come,  and  I  will  give  yoti  rest; 
Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 
2  Biu'dened  with  a  world  of  grief, 
Burdened  with  our  sinful  load. 
Burdened  with  this  unbelief, 

Burdened  with  the  wrath  of  God  ; 
Lo !  we  come  to  thee  for  ease. 

True  ^nd  gracious  as  thou  art ; 
Now  our  groaning  souls  release, 
AVrite  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Fioin  RedempWon  ITymns^lHT.     Omitted: 

2  .lesns,  full  of  truth  and  love, 

We  thy  kin<lest  word  obey; 
Faitliful  let  thy  mercies  pj-ovo; 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away: 
Now  the  ])romised  rest  bestow. 

Rest  from  servitude  severe. 
Rest  fr()m  all  our  toil  ami  woe. 

Rest  from  all  our  grief  and  fear. 

3  Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weai'y  of  this  endless  stiife, 
Weary  of  ouisclvcs  and  sin, 

Weary  of  a  wrctcheil  life; 
Fain  we  would  on  thee  rely. 

Cast  on  thee  our  sin  and  care. 
To  Ihy  arms  of  mei-cy  (ly. 

Find  oiu*  lasting  (piiet  there. 


288  '-  i^. 

SINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
Ciod,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why! 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live: 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands. 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  yoti  why  ! 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live  : 
Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  wliy 
AVill  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  the  Si)irit,  asks  you  why  ! 
He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
AVooed  you  to  embrace  his  love : 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive? 
W^ill  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 
Why,  ye  long-sought  sinners,  why 
AVill  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die? 

Charles  Wesley. 

The  first  thi-ee  stanzas  of  a  i)oem  of  sixteen  stan- 
zas in  Hymns  on  God's  Everlasting  Love,  1741.  It 
is  based  on  Ezek.  xviii.  31:  "Why  will  ye  die,  O 
house  of  Israel?  "    (See  No.  28G.) 


289 


H 


ASTEN,  sinner,  to  ])e  wise  ; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Wisdom,  if  thou  still  despise, 
Harder  is  she  to  l)e  won. 


2  Hasten,  mercy  to  imi)loiv  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  season  slioidd  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  st;ige  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  tlie  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  tjjy  lamp  slioidd  cease  to  burn 

Ere  salvation's  wrn-k  is  done. 

• 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  bl(>st ; 

Stiiy  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 


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121 


Lest  the  curse  should  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

Thomas  Scott. 
Title:   '''■Delay:'    From  author's  Lyric  Poons, 
Devotional  and  Moi-al,  177:5.    In  verse  one,  lino 
three,  the  author  wrote,  ^^  Longer  ivisdoni  you  de- 
spise." 

290  7s 

WHEN  tliy  mortiil  Yilo  is  fled, 
When  the  death-shades  o'er  thee  spread, 
When  is  finished  tliy  career, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 

2  AVhen  the  world  has  passed  away, 
When  draws  near  the  judgment  day. 
When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
Say,  O,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might. 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
AVhere,  0,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

4  A\Tiat  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart. 
When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part? 
AVhen  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

5  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly ; 
Then  shall  peace  thy  spirit  cheer ; 
Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear. 

Samuel  Francis  Smith. 
This  hymn  was  written  in  1832  while  the  author, 
who  is  a  Baptist  minister,  was  a  student  at  Ando- 
ver  Theological  Seminary. 


291  L.M. 

BEHOLD  a  Stranger  at  the  door ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before : 
Has  waited  long,  is  v/aiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  0  lovely  attitude !    He  stands 

AVith  melting  heart  and  bleeding  hands- 
0  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes ! 

3  But  Mill  he  prove  a  Friend  indeed ? 
He  will ;  the  very  Friend  you  need ; 
The  Friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 


4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine ; 
Turn  out  liis  enemy  and  thine. 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn ; 
His  feet  departed,  ne'er  return  ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

Jo.sej)h  (rvigg. 

This  is  from  a  tract  published  anonymously  liy 
the  author  in  17G5,  with  the  title:  '''•Four  Hymns 
on  Divine  Subjects^  xvhercin  the  Patience  and  Love 
of  our  Divine  Saviour  is  displayed."  It  is  based 
on  Eev.  iii.  20:  ''Behold  I  stand  at  the  door  an<l 
knock:  if  any  man  hear  my  voice,  and  open  tlie 
door,  I  will  come  in  to  him,  and  will  sup  with 
him,  and  he  with  uje."  Another  popular  hymn  by 
the  same  author,  beginning,  'Mesus,  and  shall  it 
ever  be?  "  was  written  when  he  was  only  ten  years 
of  age. 


292  L.  M. 

GOD  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 
Earth's  i)leasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear? 
Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly. 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumber  lie  ? 

2  God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  rise? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise. 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay? 
He  calls  me  still ;  can  I  delay  ? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock  ? 

He  still  is  waiting  to  receive, 
And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet!  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live? 
I  wait,  but  he  does  not  foi'sake ; 

He  calls  me  still ;  my  heart,  awake ! 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay ; 
]\Iy  heart  I  yield  without  delay  : 
Vain  w^orld,  farewell,  from  thee  I  part ; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 
Gerhard  Tersteegen.    Tr.  by  Jane  Borthivick. 

This  translation  is  found  in  Hymns  from  the 
Land  of  Luther  (1854),  of  which  INIiss  Borthwick 
was  one  of  the  editors.  It  has  been  consitlerabU' 
changed,  and  the  fifth  verse  is  omitted.  The  Ger- 
man original  is  from  Tersteegon's  Spiritual  Floiv- 
er-Garden  (1731).    The  author  was  a  pious  mystic. 


122 


THE  GOSrEL  CALL. 


Ai  the  ajrc  of  twent\ -i^l.•vell  he  wrote,  in  his  own 
uloo«U  a  iledicalion  of  hiujself  to  C^od,  in  which  lie 
says:  "i.'od  giaciously  callcil  nie  out  of  tlie  woihl 
and  jrraiileil  »ne  tlie  desire  to  belong:  to  hini  and  to 
Ik'  willinj?  to  follow  liini.  I  lontc  for  an  eternity 
that  1  may  suitably  glorify  hnn  for  it." 


293  L.  M. 

RETURN,  O  wanderer,  return, 
And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face ; 
Tliose  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart ; 
His  i)itying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return  ; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear; 
'Tis  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn ; " 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

William  Bcngo  Collyer. 
Original  title:  '■'' The  Backslider. ^^  Base<l  on  Jci- 
eniiah  x.\xi.20,  and  also  on  the  iKirablcof  the  prod- 
igal son.  It  was  first  published  in  the  Evangelical 
Magazine  for  ISIay,  1806.  It  has  six  stanzas  as  there 
l)ubli>hed.  It  is  also  found  in  CoUyer's  Hymns 
(1812,.  The  third  stanza  of  the  original  is: 
3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

lie  hearfl  thy  deep  iei)entant  sigh, 
He  saw  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  intruding  ear  was  nigh. 
This  hymn  has  been  changed  to  a  Common  dieter 
in  manv  of  the  hymnals. 


294  lis,  los. 

COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  lan- 
guish. 
Come,    and    at    God's    altiir    fervently 
kneol ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  heart«,  here  tell 
your  anguish ; 
Karth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  can- 
nc)t  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  TJjrht  of  tlie  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 


Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  God's  name 
saying, 
*'  Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  can- 
not cure." 

3  Go,  a.<k  the  infidel  what  boon  he  brings 
us, 
AVhat  charm  for  aching  hearts  he  can  re- 
veal. 
Sweet  as  the  heavenly  promise  hope  sings 
us, 
"Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  God  cannot 

"^'^^-  Thomas  Moore. 

"We  can  hardly  realize  that  any  other  than  a  sin- 
cere Christian  could  write  lines  so  well  adapted  to 
bring  heavenly  comfort  to  sorrowing  hearts  as 
these.  But  the  life  of  the  gifted  Irish  poet,  who 
was  the  author  of  this  and  another  of  our  sweetest 
and  tenderest  hymns  ("O  thou  who  driest  the 
mourner's  tear"),  was  far  from  that  of  a  Christian. 
This  is  from  the  author's  Sacred  Songs  (181G).  The 
"and"  found  in  the  second  line  of  the  first  stanza 
is  not  in  the  original.  In  the  second  stanza  the  au- 
thor wrote,  '■'■  IIoi)e,  trJieti  all  others  die,  fadeless 
and  pure."  In  the  same  strain  is  another  short 
song  by  the  author: 

"This  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show, 

For  man's  illusion  given; 
The  smiles  of  Joy,  the  tears  of  "NVoe, 
Deceitful  shine,  deceitfjil  flow— 
"There's  nothing  true  but  Heaven! 

"And  false  the  light  on  Glory's  plume, 

As  fading  hues  of  Even; 
Antl  Love  and  Hope  and  Beauty's  bloom 
Are  blossoms  gathered  for  the  tomb— 

There's  nothing  bright  but  Heaven! 

"  Poor  wand'rers  of  a  stormy  day, 

From  wave  to  wave  we're  tlriven, 
And  Fancy's  Hash  and  Reason's  ray 
Serve  but  to  light  the  troubled  Avay— 
There's  nothing  calm  but  Heaven!  " 


295  c.  M. 

COME,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe, 
Our  common  Saviour  praise ; 
To  him,  witli  joyful  voices,  give 
Tiie  glory  of  his  grace. 

2  He  now  stands  knocking  at  the  door 
Of  every  sinner's  heart: 
The  worst  need  keep  him  out  no  more, 
Or  force  him  to  dei)art. 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


123 


3  Through  grace  we  liearken  to  thy  voice, 

Yield  to  be  saved  from  sin  ; 
In  sure  and  certain  hope  rejoice, 
Tliat  thou  wilt  enter  in. 

4  Come  quickly  in,  thou  heavenly  Guest, 

Nor  ever  hence  remove : 

But  sup  with  us,  and  let  the  feast 

Be  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  a  liymn  of  fourteen  stanzas  in  the  author's 
Hymns  on  GocVs  Everlasting  Love,  1741,  being  the 
lirst  and  last  three  stanzas,  unaltered. 


290  c.  M. 

REPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
No  longer  dare  delay  ; 
The  w^retch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  The  summons  goes  through  all  the  earth ; 

Let  earth  attend  and  fear ; 

Listen,  ye  men  of  royal  birth, 

And  let  your  vassals  hear. 

3  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

4  Bow*,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound. 

And  call  you  to  his  bar ; 
For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound. 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
From  the  author's  Hymns,  IToo.  It  is  based  on 
Acts  xvii.  30,  31:  "And  the  times  of  this  ignorance 
God  winked  at;  but  now  commandeth  all  men  ev- 
ery where  to  repent:  because  he  hath  appointed  a 
(lay,  in  the  which  he  will  judge  the  world  in  right- 
eousness by  that  man  whom  he  hath  ordained: 
whereof  he  hath  given  assurance  unto  all  men,  in 
that  he  hath  raised  him  from  the  dead."  Author's 
title:  '-'God's  Command  (a  all  Men  to  Repent.'" 


297  c.  M. 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sacred  word 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 
2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest. 
You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 


3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell : 

Why  will  you  persevere? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  eternal  woe. 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  sliall  live 

Through  his  al^ounding  grace : 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  scepter  of  his  word. 

Renouncing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

John  Faivcett. 
This  is  from  the  author's  i7^?nn.s  (1782).  It  is  based 
on  Isaiah  Iv.  7:  *•'  Let  the  wicked  forsake  his  way, 
and  the  unrighteous  man  his  thoughts :  and  let  him 
return  unto  the  Lord,  and  he  will  have  mercy  upon 
him;  and  to  our  God,  for  he  will  abundantly  par- 
don." In  the  last  line  of  verse  four  the  author 
wrote  "  immortal "  instead  of  "  eternal."  The  last 
stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 

7  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts, 

He  pardons  like  a  God; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults, 
Through  a  Redeemer's  blood. 


298  s.  M. 

AND  w'ill  the  Judge  descend? 
And  must  the  dead  arise? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
AVhen  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead. 
Hark,  from  the  gospel's  gentle  voice. 
What  joyful  tidings  spread ! 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross. 
And  find  salvation  there. 

Philip  Doddridge. 


12i 


THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


»'  The  Final  Sentence  and  Miserij  of  the.  Wicked  " 
is  the  title  »>f  this  hymu,  which  is  l)a.setl  on  Matt. 
XXV.  41:  ''  Tlien  shall  he  say  also  unto  them  on  the 
left  hand.  Depart  from  me,  ye  cursed,  into  everlast- 
ing fire,  i)re))ai'ed  for  the  devil  and  his  angels." 
Omitted  stanzas: 

2  And  from  his  righteous  lips 

J?hall  this  dread  sentence  sound. 
And  tliroujrii  tlie  niillions  of  the  damn'd 
Si)read  black  despair  around? — 

S  Depart  from  me,  accuised. 
To  everlasting  flame. 
For  rebel -angels  flrst  prepared, 
^         "NVheie  mercy  never  came. 

7  So  shall  that  curse  remove. 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled; 
And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
Ilis  blessings  on  your  head. 
From  the  author's  Hymns^  1755. 


299  SM 

T(J-:VIORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 
Lodged  ill  thy  sovereign  hand, 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  Hfe  away ; 
O !  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  hve  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
AVaken  by  thine  ahnight}'  power 
The  aged  and  tlie  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  Ciire; 

O !  be  it  still  pursued, 
L(;st,  slighted  once,  the  sea,son  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  wc  fly, 

Swift  as  the  morning  light. 
Lest  life's  yoimg  golden  beam  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

Philip  n<>ddrid(jr. 
This  hymn,  on  ''77i«?  Vani/jf  of  Worhilif  Scimnrs 
Jiiffrrvil  from  the  Uncrrttiiiitii  of  Lifc,'^  is  based 
on  James  iv.  14:  "Ye  know  not  Avhat  hhall  be 
(»n  the  moi-row.  Foi*  what  is  your  life?  It  is 
even  a  vapor,  that  ai)pearelh  for  a  little  time,  and 
then  vanishetliaway."  From  the  author's 7/'.(/7»?(.s, 
1756. 


300  I  M 

"1 1711 1 LE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
IT    Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given ; 
But  soon,  ah  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heiiven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  da}- ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  O  haste  away, 
AMiile  yet  a  pard'ning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  connnand  you  to  tlie  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

Ko  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  Ijitter  ])rayer. 
No  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

Timothy  Dtright. 
From  Dr.  Dwight's  edition  of  Wall.s'fi  Psalms, 
18(Xl,  where  it  bears  the  title,  ''Life  the  OnUi  Ac- 
cepted Time,''''  and  is  given  as  i)art  third  of  the 
eighty-eighth  Psalm.  The  last  two  stanzas  ol'  the 
original  are  omitted  here; 

5  No  wonders  to  the  dead  are  shown, 

(Tlie  wonders  of  redeeming  love;) 
Ko  voice  his  glorious  triUh  make<  known, 
Nor  sings  the  bliss  of  climes  above. 

6  Silence,  and  solitude,  and  gloom. 

In  these  forgetful  realms  aiijiear; 
Deep  son-ows  fdl  the  dismal  tomb. 
And  hope  shall  never  eater  there. 


.301  iM 

ARISE,  my  tend'rest  thought",  arise ; 
To  torrents  melt,  my  streaming  eyes; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  wliieh  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame ; 
See  scandals  i)oured  on  Jesus'  name ; 
The  Father  wounded  through  the  Son, 
The  world  abused,  the  soul  undone. 

.')  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
Closing  in  everliisting  night, 
In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 
Though  briny  t^'ars  for  ever  flow. 

4  !My  Ood,  I  feel  the  mourn  fid  scene; 
3Iy  si)irit  yearns  o'er  dying  men  ; 


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125 


And  fain  my  pity  would  recliiim, 

And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flame. 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
And  am  but  weep  where  most  it  loves ; 
Tliy  own  all-si?ving  arm  emi)loy, 
And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

ndlip  Doddridge. 
Title:  '-'■EcJioIding  Transgressions  xvith  Grief. ^' 
BastMlon  Ps.  cxix.  13G  and  158:  "Rivers  of  wateis 
lun  down  mine  e.ves,  becanse  they  keep  not  thy 
law;"  "I  beheld  the  ti'ansgressors,  and  was 
grieved;  because  they  kept  not  thy  word."  "My 
spirit  yearns"  (verse  four)  is  in  the  original 
hymn,  "My  bowels  yearn."  From  the  author's 
Ili/mns,  1755. 

302  0.  M. 

THOU  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 
Our  inmost  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  evening  sacrifice 
Which  now  to  thee  w^e  give. 

2  AVe  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourselves  sincere ; 
But  show  us.  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshiper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee ; 
A  stranger  to  the  blood  Avhich  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  now^  of  unbelief, 

His  desp'rate  state  explain ; 
And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
And  i)enitential  pain. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  that  wakes  the  dead. 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  , 
And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

Charles  Weslej/. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  for  the  Use  of  Fami- 
lies, 1767.    In  verse  four,  line    three,  the   author 
wi'Ote.  ".Viid   fill   his  careless  heart  with  grief." 
Omitted  stanzas: 

6  Extort  the  cry,  "What  must  he  done 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me? 
IToAV  shall  a  trembling  sinner  shun 
That  endless  misery? 

7  1  must  this  instant  now  begin 

Out  of  my  sleep  to  wake. 
And  turn  to  God,  and  every  sin 
Continually  forsake. 


8  I  must  for  faith  incessant  ciy. 
And  wrestle.  Lord,  with  thee; 
I  must  be  born  again,  or  die 
To  all  olcinity  1 


303  c.  M. 

1T7HAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price, 
T  T     The  whole  creation  round  ? 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found  : 

2  The  soul  of  man— Jehovah's  breathe 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife  ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  God,  to  reclaim  it,  did  not  spare 

His  well-beloved  Son ; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deign'd  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

4  The  Holy  Spirit  sealed  the  plan, 

And  pledged  the  blood  divine. 
To  ransom  every  soul  of  man — 
That  price  was  i)aid  for  mine. 

5  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthen  vessels  frail  ? 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know. 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail  ? 

6  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross. 

That  knowledge  to  obtain ; 
Kot  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 

James  Montgomery. 
This  hymn  is  based  on  Mark  viii.  3(5,  37:  "For 
what  shall  it  profit  a  man,  if  he  shall  gain  the 
whole  world,  and  lose  his  own  soul?  Or  what  shall 
a  man  give  in  exchange  for  his  soul?"  It  is  a 
thoroughly  scriptural  and  an  unusually  compre- 
hensive hymn.  Few  hymns  set  forth  in  so  brief  a 
;:pace  so  many  cardinal  truths  concerning  the  way 
of  salvation.  It  is  strange  that  so  valuable  a  hymn 
as  this  should  have  found  a  place  in  no  other  mod- 
ern Church  collection  but  this. 


304  CM 

CiOIME,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord, 
'    Thy  power  to  us  make  known  ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word. 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 
2  Convince  us  first  of  unbelief. 
And  freely  then  release  ; 
Fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace. 


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THE  GOSPEL  CALL. 


3  Impov'risli,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 

And  then  enrieh  the  i)Oor ; 
The  know  ledjze  of  our  t^kkness  give, 
Tlie  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

4  That  blessed  sense  of  guilt  impart, 

And  then  remove  the  load ; 
Trouble,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

5  Our  desp'rate  stite  through  sin  declare, 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven ; 
By  perfect  holiness  prepare, 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  IFyynns  and  Sacred  Poems,  :740,where  it  is 
tilled:  ^•Writteji  be/ore  Preaching  at  Portland.'^ 
The  chief  occupation  of  the  inhabitants  of  Port- 
hind  is  working  in  the  t^tone  quarries,  and  the 
Ijymn  was  written  especially  to  arrest  their  atten- 
tion, being  based  on  Jer.  xxiii.  29:  "Is  not  my 
Avord  .  .  .  like  a  hammer  that  breaketh  the 
rock  in  pieces?"  In  verse  two,  line  one,  the  au- 
thor wrote  ^'■Conclude  us  first  in  unbelief;  "  and  in 
veise  four,  line  two,  "And  make  us  feci  our  load." 
Omitted: 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 

Our  foolishness  to  moui-n! 
And  turn  at  once  from  every  sin, 
And  to  the  .Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know 

In  this  our  gracious  day; 

Rejieulance  inUolifc  bestow, 

And  take  our  sins  away. 


30.5 

JESUS,  Redeemer  ( 
Display  thv  sav 


CM. 

of  mankind, 
■play  tliy  saving  power; 
Thy  mercy  let  these  outcasts  find, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

2  Ah  !  give  them,  Ivord,  a  longer  space. 

Nor  suddenly  consume ; 
But  let  them  take  the  proffered  grace, 
And  flee  the  wrath  U)  come. 

3  O  wouldst  thou  ca.«t  a  pitying  look, 

All  goodness  as  thou  art, 
Like  that  which  faitliless  Peter's  broke, 
On  every  stony  heart! 

4  Who  thee  beneath  their  feet  have  trod, 

And  (Tucifn'*!  afresh, 
Touch  with  thine  all-victorious  blood, 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 


5  Open  their  eyes  thy  cross  to  see, 

Their  eai-s  to  hear  thy  cries  : 
Sinner,  thy  Saviour  w  eeps  for  thee. 
For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies. 

6  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  stiinds, 

His  rebels  to  receive  ; 
And  shows  his  wounds,  and   sjireads  his 
hands, 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  from  ITymns  for  Times  of  Trouble  and 
Persecution,  1744,  by  .John   an«l  Charles  "Wesley. 
The  original   contains  twelve  stanzas.    In   verrsc 
five,  lines  one  antl  two,  the  author  wrote: 
"  Oi)en  their  eyes  and  ears,  to  see 
Thy  cross,  to  hear  thy  cries." 
At  the  time  this  hymn  was  written  the  AVcsleys 
and  their  co-laborers  were  subjected  to  severe  i»or- 
secution,  the  leaders  of  which  were  the  "outcasts" 
alluded  to  in  verse  one. 


306  C.M. 

JESUS,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word, 
The  great  effectual  door. 

2  Gather  the  outcast?  in,  and  save 

From  sin  and  Satan's  power; 
And  let  them  now  accei)tance  have. 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  souls !  thou  know'st  to  prize 

AVhat  thou  hast  bought  so  dear: 
Come,  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes, 
AVith  all  thy  wounds  ajJix^ar ! 

4  The  hardness  from  their  heart^^  remove. 

Thou  who  for  all  hast  died  ; 
Show  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  side. 

5  Ikntdy  thou  art  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  prove  the  record  true  ; 
And  all  thy  wounds  to  sinners  cry, 
"  I  suffered  this  for  you  !  " 

Charles  Wesley. 
^'■Before  Preaching  to  the  Colliers  in  Leicester- 
shire"' is  the  title  this  hymn  bears  in  ITymns  and 
Sacrrd  Poems.  174«.  The<nigiual  containseightecn 
stanzas.  In  verse  four.line  one,  the  author  wrote 
".•itony"  instead  of  "hardness." 


THE   GOSPEL  CALL. 


127 


307  c.M. 

JESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 
Xor  is  thy  gospel  weak : 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  bow  th'  aspiring  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage 

Doth  thy  salvation  flow  ; 
'Tis  not  confined  to  sex  or  age, 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  offered  to  the  prince, 

The  poor  may  take  their  share  ; 


No  mortal  has  a  just  pretense 
To  perish  in  desj)air. 

4  Come,  all  ye  vilest  sinners,  come  ; 
He'll  form  your  souls  anew ; 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  liave  room 
For  rebels  such  as  you. 

Isaac  Wutls. 
This  hymn  is  accredited  to  Watts  in  the  fomier 
edition  of  the  Hymn  Book;  but  a  careful  exami- 
nation of  Watts's  collected  hymns  fails  to  discover 
this  amonjr  them.  It  is,  however,  in  Watts's  style. 
It  is  not  found  in  any  other  Church  collection  of 
hymns. 


SECTIOX  YL 

PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


308  c.  p.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  fliith,  to  thee  I  cry, 
To  thee  who  wouldst  not  have  me  die, 
But  know  the  truth  and  live : 
Open  mine  eyes  to  see  thy  face, 
Work  in  my  heart  the  saving  grace, 
The  life  eternal  give. 

2  Shut  up  in  unbelief  I  groan, 

And  blindly  serve  a  God  unknown. 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove : 
The  gift  unspeaka])le  impart, 
And  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart. 

And  manifest  thy  love. 

3  I  know  the  grace  is  only  thine. 
The  gift  of  faith  is  all  divine; 

But,  if  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  wilt  the  benefit  bestow, 
And  give  us  hearts  to  feel  and  know 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

4  Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ; 

Now  let  me  find  my  pard'ning  Lord  ; 

Let  what  I  ask  be  given : 
The  bar  of  unbelief  remove. 
Open  tlie  door  of  faith  and  love. 

And  take  me  into  heaven! 

Charles  Wesley. 

''''For  One  Convinced  of  Unbelief*^  is  the  title  of 
tliishymn.  It  is  tlie  Ryal  of  six  hymns  whicli  I'.ie 
priutcd  at  tliecnd  of  a  small  tract  entitled,  A  Short 
View  of  the  Differences  between  the  Moravian 
Ttrelhren  in  England  and.  J.  and  C.  Weslei/,  1745. 
It  is  printed  also  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poons,  174".). 
In  the  latter  ])ortion  of  the  hymn  the  poet  jilainly 
stales  whiit  is  the  ^^ospel  plan  of  s;ilv;it ion.  in  coii- 
tradistinetion  to  the  erntrs  then  t;ni};ht  by  some 
of  the  Moravians.  In  the  fonrth  line  of  the  third 
verso"  wonldst"  has  been  chanjrcd  t<>'' wilt."  The 
fourth  stan/.a  of  the  original  is  oniilled  above: 
(128) 


4  Thou  bidd'st  us  knock  and  enter  in. 
Come  unto  thee,  and  rest  from  sin, 

The  blessing  seek  and  lind: 
Thou  bidd'st  us  ask  thy  grace,  ami  have; 
Thou  canst,  thou  wouldst,  this  moment  save 

Both  me  ami  all  mankind. 


309  L.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Advocate  above, 
]My  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 
If  now  for  me  prevails  thy  prayer. 
If  now  I  find  thee  i)leading  there, 
If  thou  the  secret  wish  convey. 
And  sweetly  prompt  my  heart  to  pray, — 
Hear,  and  my  weak  petitions  join, 
Almighty  Advocate,  to  thine. 

2  0  sovereign  Love,  to  thee  I  cry ! 
Give  me  thyself,  or  else  I  die ! 
Save  me  from  death  ;  from  hell  set  free ! 
Death,  hell,  are  but  the  want  of  thee. 
Quickened  by  thy  imparted  flame ; 
Saved,  when  possessed  of  thee,  I  am : 
My  life,  my  only  heaven  thou  art; 
O  might  I  feel  thee  in  my  heart! 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  JTymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  17.S9.  In  the 
lirst  edition  the  title  to  this  jiiecc  was  '■^Jilessed are 
They  that  Mourn.''''  In  all  subse(|uent  editions  it 
was  '■''Try  MCy  O  God.,  and  Seek  the  Gronnd  of  My 
lleartJ"  I's.  cxxxiv.  2:1.  This  (piotation  is  from 
the  I'rayer-l^ook  version.  The  original  hymn  con- 
tains live  double  st.'inzas.  This  is  comitosed  of  the 
first  and  (ifth.  In  the  fust  line  (  harles  Wesley 
wrote : 

'S^esns,  my  (/reat  Ififfh  Pr/r.s7  above." 
■\Vhen  this  hymn  first  ai)peared  the  last  line  read, 
"And,  lo!  I  feel  thee  in  my  heart!"    This  the  au- 
tlior  changed  in  the  second  and  thii'<l  editions  to 

I  "  When  shall  I  feel  thee  in  my  heart."    That  above 

'  was  his  third  and  llnal  diction. 


PENITENTIAL    EXERCISES. 


129 


310  L.  M. 

U  now  pity,  Lord,  0  Lord,  forgive ; 
O  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  : 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 

INIay  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  fn'ace  : 

t     Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found, 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin. 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ! 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offenses  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace : 
Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath; 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner.  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
AVould  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair, 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'■A  Sinner  Pleading  for  Pardon'"  is  the  title  of 
this  hymn  in  the  author's  metrical  version  of  the 
fifty-first  Psalm,  Avhich  consists  of  three  parts. 
This  is  part  one,  unaltered  and  entire.  It  is 
hased  on  verses  1-4:  "Have  mercj'  upon  me,  O 
God,  according  to  thy  loving-kindness:  accord- 
ing unto  the  multitude  of  thj'  tender  mercies 
blot  out  my  transgressions.  Wash  me  thoroughly 
from  mine  iniquity,  and  cleanse  me  from  my  sin. 
For  I  acknowledge  my  transgressions:  and  my 
sin  is  ever  before  me.  Against  thee,  thee  only, 
have  I  sinned,  and  done  this  evil  in  thy  sight: 
that  thou  mightest  be  justified  when  thou  speak- 
cst,  and  be  clear  when  thou  judgest."  The  three 
parts  should  be  studied  in  connection  with  each 
other  and  in  connection  with  the  psalm  upon 
Avhich  it  is  based— the  most  tender  and  i)athetic  of 
all  the  penitential  psalms.  Thus  part  one  is  titled 
"■/I  Sinner  Pleading  for  Pardon;''''  part  two  (be- 
ginning "  Lord,  we  are  Aile,"  etc,)i  '•'•Original  and 
Actual  Sin  Confessed;''''  and  part  three  (begin- 
ning "A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King"),  '•'•The 
Backslider  Restored;  or.,  Repentance  and  Faithin 
the  Blood  of  CJirist.''^  From  the  author's  Psalms 
of  David,  1719.  As  sung  to  the  old  tune  called 
"  Devotion"  (or  "The  Penitent")  it  is  perhaps  the 
most  tender,  jiathetic,  and  heart-searching  of  all 
the  penitential  hymns. 
9 


311  C.  M. 

LONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
Of  thy  salvation,  Lord  ; 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found. 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 

2  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love! 

How  negligent  my  fear ! 
How  low  my  hopes  of  joys  above ! 
How  few  affections  there ! 

3  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart 

To  give  thy  word  success ; 
Write  thy  salvation  on  my  heart. 
And  make  me  learn  tliy  grace. 

4  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high. 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die, 

Isaac  Watts. 

'•'•Unfruitfulness.,  Ignorance   and    Unsanctificd 

Affections  "  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in  the  author's 

ITi/mns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.    The    second 

and  third  stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted  above* 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place 

And  hear  almost  in  vain; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  memory  can  retain  ! 

3  My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  blessings  of  thy  throne! 


312  c.  M. 

IN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear ; 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight. 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood, 
•       AVho  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure,  never  to  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death. 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt,  and  owned  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair ; 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 


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PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"I  freely  all  forgive; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid; 
I  die,  that  thou  mayst  live." 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  disi)lays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue  ; 

Such  is  the  mystery  of  gmce, 

It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

John  Newton. 

'•''Looking  at  the  Cross"  is  tlie  title  given  hy  the 
author  to  this  hymn  in  the  Olncy  Hymns,  1779.  It 
IS  genuinely  autoltiographic.  The  story  of  his  sin 
ami  infidelity,  and  liis  subsequent  conversion  in  a 
Ptonn  at  sea— when  he,  at  first  conscience-smitten 
and  aflrighted  as  he  thought  of  "  those  awful  pas- 
sages of  .Scrii)ture,"  then  suddenly  "remembered 
Jesus  whom  he  had  so  often  reviled"— is  a  neces- 
sary prei)aration  to  the  study  of  this  hymn.  Two 
stanzas,  the  fifth  and  the  eighth  of  the  original,  are 
omitted  above: 

5  Alas!  I  knew  not  what  I  did  I 

But  now  my  tears  are  vain; 
"Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid? 

For  I  the  Lord  have  slain! 

8  With  pleasing  grief,  anil  mournful  joy, 
My  spirit  now  is  filled; 
That  I  should  such  a  life  destroy, 
Yet  live  by  him  1  killed. 
Newton  wrote  his  own  epitaph,  -which  he  re- 
fjuested  might  be  put  up  on  a  plain  marble  tablet, 
ucar  the  vestry  door  of  his  church  in  London: 

Jons  Newton,  Clerk, 

Once  an  Infidel  and  Libertine, 

A  servant  of  slaves  in  Africa, 

Was,  by  the  rich  mercy  of  our  Lord  and  Saviour 

Jesis  Christ, 

Preserved,  lestored,  and  pardoned. 

And  appointed  to  i)rcach  the  Faith 

He  hail  long  labored  to  destroy, 

Near  IG years  at  Olney  in  Bucks 

And     .     .     .    years  in  thischurch. 

On  Feb.  1,  1750,  he  married 

ISlARV, 

Daughter  of  the  lite  (ieorge  Catlett 

Of  Calhain,  Kent. 

He  resigned  her  to  die  Lord  who  gave  her 

On  J.>th  of  December,  1790. 


313 


0 


c.  M. 

FOR  that  tenderness  of  heart 
Which  bows  before  the  I^ord, 
Acknowledging  how  just  thou  art, 
And  trembling  at  thy  word  ! 


2  O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  rej^entance  flow  ; 
That  consciousness  of  guilt  which  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow ! 

3  Saviour,  to  me  in  pity  give 

The  sensible  distress ; 
The  i>ledge  thou  wilt,  at  last,  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace. 

Charles  Wesley 
From  the  author's  Short  Scripture  J/ymns,  1762. 
The  original  has  two  double  stanzas,  the  last  four 
lines  of  the  second  being  omitted  al)Ove: 

Wilt  thou  from  the  dreadful  day  remove, 

Before  the  evil  come; 
My  spirit  hide  with  saints  above. 
My  body  in  the  tomb. 
In  the  first  verse  the  author  wrote  "  acknowledges" 
and  '•  trembles''  instead  of  "  acknowledging"  and 
"  trembling,"  The  liymn  is  ba?ed  on  2  Kings  xxii. 
19,  20:  "Because  thine  heart  was  tender,  and  thou 
hast  humbled  thyself  before  the  Lord,  when  thou 
heardest  what  I  spake  against  this  place,  and 
against  the  inhabitants  thereof,  that  they  should 
become  a  desolation  and  a  curse,  and  hast  rent  thy 
clothes,  and  wei)t  before  me;  I  also  have  heard 
thee,  sailh  the  Lord.  Behold  therofoi-e,  I  will 
gather  thee  unto  thy  fathers,  and  thou  shalt  Ikj 
gathered  into  thy  grave  in  peace;  and  thine  eyes 
shall  not  see  all  the  evil  which  1  will  bring  upon 
this  place.'' 


314 


c.  M. 


FATHER,  I  wait  before  thy  throne; 
Call  me  a  child  of  tliine; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 

2  There  shed  thy  promised  love  abroad. 
And  make  my  comfort  strong; 
Then  shall  I  say,  "  My  Father,  God ! " 
With  an  unwav'ring  tongue. 

Isaac  Watt^. 
This  fragment  is  taken  from  some  hymn  which 
wc  have  not  been  able  to  find  in  the  authoi-'s  imetical 
works.    It  is  not  in  anv  other  Church  collection. 


31.5  c.  M. 

I  RATHER,  behold  with  gracious  eyes 
The  souls  before  thy  throne. 
Who  now  present  their  sacrifice, 
And  seek  thee  in  thy  Son. 

2  Well  pleased  in  him  thyself  declare, 
Thy  pard'ning  love  reveal, 


s 

I 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


131 


The  peaceful  answer  of  our  prayer 
To  every  conscience  seal. 

3  Meanest  of  all  thy  servant's,  I 

Thqse  happier  spirits  meet, 
And  mix  with  theirs  my  feeble  cry, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet 

4  On  me,  on  all,  some  gift  bestow 

Some  blessing  now  impart; 
The  seed  of  life  eternal  sow 
In  every  mournful  heart. 

5  Thy  loving,  powerful  Spirit  shed, 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven, 
Or  haste  throughout  the  lump  to  spread 
The  sanctifying  leaven. 

6  Refresh  us  with  a  ceaseless  shower 

Of  graces  from  above. 
Till  all  receive  the  perfect  power 
Of  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Weslet/. 

'■'■At  the  Hour  of  Retirement''''  is  the  title  of  this 
I  the  author's  Redemption  Hymns,  1747. 


316  SM 

OTHAT  I  could  repent. 
With  all  my  idols  part ; 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
A  humble,  contrite  heart : 

2  A  heart  with  grief  oppressed 

For  having  grieved  my  God  ; 

A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest 

Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire ; 
With  true  sincerity  of  woe 
My  aching  breast  inspire : 

4  With  soft'ning  pity  look, 

And  melt  my  hardness  down  ; 
Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke. 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone  I 

Charles  Wesley. 

In  the  author's  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749, 
there  are  thirty-seven  hymns  '■'■For  One  Fallen 
from  Grace.'*  This  is  the  first  half  of  No.  28.  In 
the  last  verse  the  author  wrote  "  effectual "  instead 
of "  resistless." 


317  s.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  repent! 
O  that  I  could  believe! 
Thou,  by  thy  voice  omnipotent, 
Tlie  rock  in  sunder  cleave ; — 

2  Thou,  by  thy  two-edged  sword, 

^ly  soul  and  spirit  part ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word. 
And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

3  Saviour,  and  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  double  grace  bestow  ; 
Unloose  the  bands  of  wickedness. 
And  let  the  captive  go. 

4  Grant  me  my  sins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove  ; 
AVound,and  pour  in,  my  wounds  to  heal, 
The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

5  This  is  thy  will,  I  know. 

That  I  should  holy  be ; 
Should  let  my  sins  this  moment  go. 
This  moment  turn  to  thee. 

6  O  might  I  now'  embrace 

Thine  all-sufficient  power. 
And  never  more  to  sin  give  place, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

This  is  one  of  thirty-seven  hymns  with  the  title, 
'■'■For  one  Fallen  from  Grace,'*  found  in  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.  Three  stanzas  are  omit- 
ted. The  above  are  the  first,  second  and  sixth.  la 
the  third  line  of  the  first  verse  the  original  is  "  Thou 
by  thy  voice  the  marble  rent.'* 


318  L-  M. 

JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea. 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 
And  that  thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot. 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt. 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 


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4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  1  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  1  come !  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relievo; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  I  I  come ! 

6  Just  iis  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down: 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  L;unb  of  God,  I  come  I  I  come  i 

Charlotte  Elliott. 

This  liynin  fust  appeared  in  183G  in  Tlir  Inialitrs 
Jfinnu-book\  to  wliich,  in  its  several  editions,  the 
author  contrihiUed  over  a  hundred  liynins.  In  1S21 
.she  became  an  invalid  and  remained  such  until  her 
death  in  1871.  Before  her  conversion  Miss  I^lliott 
.suO'ered  much  mental  distress  untler  the  painful 
uncertainty  ■whether  it  were  possible  that  siu-h  a 
sinner  as  she  felt  herself  to  be  coukl  be  saved. 
After  groping  her  way  through  great  spiritual 
darkness  for  a  year,  Dr.  Ca'sar  Malan,  of  Geneva, 
an  eminently  i)ious  and  useful  divine,  ))aid  her  fa- 
tlier  a  visit  at  his  home  at  Brighton  on  the  ninth  of 
May,  1822.  Seeing  how  she  was  held  back  from  the 
Saviour  by  iter  own  efforts  to  make  herself  better 
and  tosave  hci'self,  he  said  to  her:  "■  Dear  (,'harlotte. 
cut  the  cable,  it  will  take  too  long  to  unloose  it; 
cut  it;  it  is  a  small  loss  any  way;"  and  then  bid- 
ding her  give  "one  look,  silent  but  continuous,  at 
the  cross  of  Jesus,"  she  began  to  see  light.  Soon  by 
his  aid  she  was  enabled  to  do  what  all  sinners  must 
do  before  they  can  be  saved,  viz.,  go  to  Jesiis. /».<;/  «.s 
//<<".?/« re,  and  then  simply  trust  hiin  for  salvation. 
This  hymn,  therefore,  like  so  many  others  that  have 
been  blessed  to  the  conversion  of  souls,  was  born 
of  the  author's  own  experience.  For  forty  years 
tliereafter,  to  the  day  of  Dr.  Malan's  death,  she  al- 
ways celebrated  the  ninth  of  Mayas  her  spiritual 
birthday  by  writing  a  letter  to  her  Pi)iritual  father, 
she  died  in  her  eighty-third  year,  and  was  ready 
U)  piove  the  truth  of  the  last  stanza  of  the  original, 
omitted  above*": 

Just  as  I  am,  of  tiiat  free  love, 

The  breadth,  length,  dei)th,  and  height  to  i)rove, 

Here  lor  a  season,  then  above, 

O  Laud)  of  (iod,  I  come  I 
Ti)c original  does  not  lepeat  *•'  I  come"  in  the  fourth 
lines. 

The  Hev.  11.  V.  Elliott,  brother  of  the  authoress, 
said,  with  reference  to  this  hymn:  "  In  the  course 
of  a  long  ministry  I  hope  T  have  been  ])ermitte(|  to 
we  some  fruit  of  my  laboi*s,  but  I  feel  that  far  more 
has  been  done  by  a  single  hymn  of  my  sister's." 
The    following   incidents,  selected    from  a  large 


number,  will  indicate  the  value  of  this  hymn  in 
reaching  the  hearts  of  both  sinner^  and  believer&: 
.\  poor  little  boy  once  came  to  a  New  York  city 
missuuiary,  and  holding  up  a  ilirty  and  worn-out 
bit  of  printed  pai)er,  said:  '*•  Please,  sir,  father  sent 
me  to  get  a  clean  paper  like  that."  Taking  it  from 
his  hand,  the  missionary  unfoliled  it,  ami  found 
that  it  was  a  page  containing  tlie  precious  hymn:  ' 

"Just  as  1  am— without  one  plea." 
He  looked  down  with  deep  interest  into  the  face  so 
earnestly  ui)turned  towards  him,  and  asketl  the 
little  boy  where  he  got  it.  and  why  he  wanted  a 
clean  one.  •'  We  found  it  sir,"  said  he,  "  in  sis- 
ter's pocket,  after  she  died,  and  she  used  to  sing  it 
all  the  time  she  was  sick,  and  she  loved  it  so  much 
that  father  wanted  to  get  a  clean  one,  and  i)ut  it  in 
a  frame  to  hang  it  up.  Won't  you  please  to  give  us 
a  clean  one,  sir?" 

The  s(m-in-law  of  the  poet  Wordsworth  sent  to 
Miss  Klliott  a  letter,  telling  of  the  great  comfort 
aflbrded  his  wife  when  on  her  dying  bed,  by  this 
hymn.  Said  he:  "When  I  first  read  it  I  ha«l  no 
sooner  finished  than  she  said  very  earnestly,  'that 
is  the  very  thing  for  me.'  At  least  ten  times  that 
(lay  she  asked  me  to  repeat  it,  and  every  morning 
fi'om  that  day  till  her  decease,  nearly  two  months 
later,  the  fir.-t  thing  she  a>ked  me  for  was  her 
hymn.  '  Now  ????/ hymn,' she  would  say— and  she 
wculd  often  repeat  it  after  me,  line  for  line,  in  the 
day  and  night." 

The  Rev.  Dr.  McCook,  while  in  his  i)astorate  at 
St.  Louis,  was  sent  for  to  see  a  young  lady  who 
was  dying  of  consumi)tion.  He  soon  found  that 
she  had  imbibed  infidelity  through  the  inlluence  of 
her  teacher  in  the  Normal  School,  and  witli  her 
keen  intellect  was  enabled  to  ward  off  all  the  claims 
of  the  gosi)el.  After  exhausting  all  the  arguments 
he  could  think  of  dining  his  visits,  be  was  exceed- 
j  inirly  i>uzzled  t  >  know  what  more  to  do,  as  she 
seemed  unshaken  in  her  doubts.  She  at  length 
seemed  so  averse  to  the  subject  of  religion  that 
when  calling  one  day,  she  turned  her  face  to  the 
wall  and  seemcvl  to  take  no  notice  of  him.  ,^Ii. 
McCook  said:  "Lucy,  I  have  not  called  to  argue 
with  you  another  wor«l,  but  before  leaving  you  to 
meet  the  issues  of  eternity  I  wish  to  recite  a  hymn." 
He  then  repeated  with  much  emphasis  the  hymn: 

"Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea," 
and  then  bade  her  adieu.  She  made  no  i-esponse. 
He  was  debating  for  s(une  lime  whether,  after  .so 
mud",  repugnance,  he  should  rail  again.  But  real- 
izing her  nearness  to  the  eternal  world,  he  con- 
cluded to  make  one  more  visit.  Taking  his  seat  by 
her  side,  slie  slowly  turned  around  in  be<l.  Her 
sunken  <'yes  shone  with  unwonted  luster,  as  s!ie 
place<l  her  thm,  enjaciated  hands  in  his,  and  said 
slowly,  and  with  much  emotion: 

"  'Just  as  I  am.  without  one  idea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  coincl-I  cornel' 


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133 


"  O  Su  1  Trc  come!  I'vccomc!"'  That  hymn  tohl 
the  story.  It  h:nl  ilccided  her  eternal  destiny.  It 
had  done  what  all  the  logical  arguments  had  failed 
to  do.  She  soou  afterwards  peacefully  crossed  the 
river. 


319 


S.  M. 


ID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Bui'st  forth  from  every  eve. 


2  The  Son  of  God  in  teai-s 

The  wond'ring  angels  see  ! 
Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul  : 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee ! 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep  ; 

Each  sin  demands  a  tear : 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

Benjamin  Beddome. 
Based  on  Luke  xix.  41:  "  He  hehelil  the  city,  and 
wept  over  it.''    In  verse  two,  line  two,  the  author 
wrote  '"Angels  with  wonder  see." 


320  los. 

LATE,  late,  so  late!    and  dark  the  night, 
and  chill ! 
Late,  late,  so  late !     But  we  can  enter  still. 
"Too   late,  too  late!    ye  cannot  enter 
now." 

2  No  light  had  we  ; — for  that  we  do  repent, 
And  learning  this,  the  Bridegroom  will  re- 
lent. 
"  Too  late,  too  late !    ve  cannot  enter 


3  No  light!  so  late!  and  dark  and  chill  the 

night ; 
0  let  us  in,  that  we  may  find^the  light ! 
"Too   late,  too   late!    ye   cannot  enter 
now ! " 

4  Have  we  not  heard  the  Bridegroom  is  so 

sweet  ? 
0  let  us  in,  though  late,  to  kiss  his  feet ! 
"No!    no!    too  late!    ye  cannot  enter 
^OW  !  '  Alfred  Tennyson. 

This  song  is  found  where  one  woidil  not  look  for 
;*  religious  song— in  the  Idyls  of  the  King^  iu  the 


poem  titled  '•^Guinevere.''  It  is  there  given  as  sung 
hy  a  little  maid,  a  novice,  at  the  convent  of  Almcs- 
l)ury,  to  whicJi  the  unhajjpy  (jueen  had  fled  from 
King  Arthur's  coiu't,  and  taken  refuge  unknown 
to  all.  This  intelligent  little  maid  was  the  (lueen's 
constant  attendant,  and  she 

"■  hy  and  hy  hegan  to  hum 
An  air  the  nuns  had  taught  her—'  Late,  so  late  I ' 
Which  when  she  heard,  the  queen  looked  up,  and 
said, 

"  O  maiden,  if  indeed  you  list  to  sing. 
Sing,  and  unbind  my  heart  that  I  may  weep.' 
Whereat  full  willingly  sang  the  little  maid, 
'Late,  late,  so  late!  and  dark  the  night  and  chill,' 
etc. 

"So  sang  the  novice,  while  full  passionately, 
Her  head  upon  her  hands  remembering 
Her  thought  when  first  she  came,  wept  the  sr.d 
queen." 
Of  course  the  Scripture  basis  of  this  hymn  is  tlie 
narrative  of  the  live  foolish  virgins  as  recorded  in 
the  twenty-fifth  chapter  of  Matthew. 


321  L.  M. 

WHEREWITH,  0  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near, 
And  bow  myself  before  thy  face? 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  ? 

What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace? 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  most  high? 

Will  multiplied  oblations  please  ? 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favor  bu}'  ? 
Or  slaughtered  hecatombs  appease  ? 

3  Can  these  avert  the  wrath  of  God  ? 

Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain? 
Rivers  of  oil  and  seas  of  blood, 
Alas!  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  Whoe'er  to  thee  themselves  approve, 

]Must  take  the  path  thyself  hast  showed  ; 
Justice  pursue,  and  mercy  love. 

And  humbly  Avalk  by  faith  with  God. 

5  But  though  my  life  henceforth  be  thine. 

Present  for  past  can  ne'er  atone : 

Though  I  to  thee  the  whole  resign, 

I  only  give  thee  back  thine  own. 

G  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  trust  ? 
I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am  ; 
Excluded  is  my  every  boast, 

My  glory  swallowed  up  in  shame. 


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7  Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face ; 
On  me  I  feel  thy  wrath  abide  ; 
'Tis  just  the  sentence  should  tiike  place, 
'Tis  just^but  O,  thy  Son  hath  died ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  hymn  has  thiiteen  stanzas  in  the  author's 
Hymns  ajid  Sacred  Poe7ns,  1740.  In  verse  one  the 
original  has '•'■  GoU  "  instead  of  "Lord;"  in  verse 
tliree  "  assuage"  instead  of  "  avert;  "  and  in  verse 
seven"!  feel  on  me  "instead  of  "On  me  I  feel." 
It  is  based  on  Micah  vi.  6-8:  "Wherewith  shall  I 
come  before  the  Lord,  and  bow  myself  before  the 
high  God?  shall  I  come  before  him  with  burnt-of- 
ferings, with  calves  of  a  year  old?  Will  the  Lord 
be  i)leased  with  thousands  of  rams,  or  with  ten 
thousands  of  I'ivers  of  oil?  shall  I  give  my  flrst- 
l)orn  for  my  transgressions,  the  fruit  of  my  body 
for  the  sin  of  my  soul?  He  hath  shewed  thee,  O 
Mian,  what  is  good;  and  what  doth  the  Lord  re- 
quire of  thee,  but  to  do  justly,  and  to  love  mercy, 
and  to  walk  humbly  with  thy  God?" 


322  c.  M. 

GOD  is  in  this  and  every  place ; 
But  O,  how  dark  and  void 
To  me !     'Tis  one  great  wilderness, 
This  earth  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  Him  who  all  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  light  impart, 
Till  he  his  glorious  self  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  O  thou  who  seest  and  know'st  my  grief, 

Thyself  unseen,  unknown. 
Pity  my  helpless  unbelief, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long-sought  blessing  give  ; 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  hymn  is  made  of  the  eleventh,  twelfth,  thir- 
teenth, and  fourteenth  stanzas  of  a  ])()enj  of  six- 
teen stanzas  titled,  "/-or  One  Convinced  of  Unbe- 
lief.,''^ found  in  the  174'.)  edition  of  Jlymns  and  Sa- 
cred Poems.    The  original  hymn  begins: 

"And  have  I  measured  half  my  days 
And  half  my  journey  run?" 
The  author  was  in  his  forty-flrst  year  when  he 
wrote  lli('s(!  lines,  and  strangely  enough,  had  just 
"measured  half  his  days;"  for  he  died  in  his 
cighty-hccond  year.  In  tlu;  last  line  of  verse  three 
Ihc  author  wrote  "And  take  away  the  stone." 


323  c  M 

LONG  have  I  seemed  to  serve  thee.  Lord, 
With  unavailing  ])ain ; 
Fasted,  and  prayed,  and  read  thy  word. 
And  heard  it  preached  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  th'  assembly  join. 

And  near  thy  altar  drew  ; 

A  form  of  godliness  was  mine, 

The  power  I  never  knew. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law, 

Nor  knew  its  deep  design  ; 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw, 
And  height,  of  love  Divine. 

4  I  see  the  perfect  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  inward  parts  ; 
Our  full  consent,  our  whole  desires. 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

5  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast, 

Of  means  an  idol  made  ; 
The  spirit  in  the  letter  lost. 
The  substance  in  the  shade. 

6  AVhere  am  I  now  ?  what  is  my  hope  ? 

What  can  my  weakness  do? 

Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  uj); 

'Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 

Charles  Wesley. 

'■''The  Means  of  Grace^^  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.  The  original  has 
twenty-three  stanzas.  It  is  one  of  those  hymns 
"  Describing  Formal  Keligion." 

The  AVesleys  found  it  necessary  to  sei)arate  from 
the  Moravians  on  account  of  certain  Antinomian 
tendencies  among  them,  which  unduly  discounted 
the  use  of  the  means  of  grace.  At  that  time  this 
trouble  threatened  the  very  existence  of  Method- 
ism as  aji  organization.  They  were  about  to  be 
"swallowed  up  in  the  dead  sea  of  German  still- 
ness." "At  this  distance,"  says  IJishop  McTyeire, 
in  his  History  of  Methodism  (j).  17(5),  "  it  is  difficult 
to  realize  how  serious  that  trouble  was.  The  insid- 
ious evil  was  eating  its  way  into  the  body.  .  .  . 
That  flue  hymn,'  Long  have  I  seemed  to  serve  thee. 
Lord,'  was  written  by  Charles  Wesley  in  the  midst 
of  these  disputes.  It  guards  against  both  extremes, 
and  embodies  those  just  views  on  (he  subject  which 
(he  brothers  steadily  maintained  (<»  (lie  end  of  their 
lives.  He  usetl  (o  call  uiton  the  rigiU-niinded  i)eo- 
l)le  in  his  congregations  at  the  Foundry  to  unite 
with  him  in  singing  it;  and  it  is  dinicnlt  to  con- 
ceive how  any  enlightened  Ghristian  could  i-efuse 
to  join  in  the  holy  exercises.    Its  effect  under  the 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


135 


circumstances  must  have  been  powerful.  John 
Weslej-'s  sermon  on  the  '  3Ieans  of  Grace'— ex- 
haustive and  practical— was  preached  about  this 
time." 


324  L.  M. 

A  BROKEN  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  thee  a  sacrifice  I  bring ; 
The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust. 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just : 

1^        Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
T'        And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood. 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

4  0  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 

And  all  my  j^owers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 
Isaac  Watts. 

This  is  a  portion  of  part  three  of  the  author's 
metrical  version  of  the  fifty  -  first  Psalm,  being 
based  more  immediately  on  the  seventeenth  verse: 
"The  sacrifices  of  God  are  a  broken  spirit;  a 
broken  and  a  contrite  heart,  O  God,  thou  wilt  not 
despise."  The  author's  title  is,  '•'■The  Backslider 
Restored;  or,  liepcntance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood 
of  Christy  The  first  four  verses  are  omitted 
above : 

1  O  Thou,  who  hear'st  Avhen  sinners  crj', 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look. 
But  blot  theii*  mem'rj'  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  i)ure  within. 
And  form  my  soul  averse  from  sin  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Kor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  Avithoutthy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight! 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afl"ord; 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne. 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 
(See  Xos.  310  and  325.) 


325  L.  M. 

LORD,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath. 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  Behold!  I  fall  before  thy  face; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

4  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast. 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea. 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

5  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow  : 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

6  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease, 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 

Isaac  Watts. 
^'•Original  and  Actual  Sin  Confessed''^  is  the  au- 
thor's title  of  this  hymn  in  his  metrical  veision  of 
the  Psalms  of  David.,  1719.  It  is  based  on  Ps.  li. 
5-8:  "-Behold,  I  was  shapen  in  iniquity;  and  in 
sin  did  my  mother  conceive  me.  Behold,  thou  dc- 
sirest  truth  in  the  inward  parts:  and  in  thchitUlen 
part  thou  shalt  make  me  to  know  wisdom.  Purge 
me  Avith  hyssop,  and  I  shall  be  clean:  wash  me, 
and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snow.  Make  me  to  hear 
joy  and  gladness;  that  the  bones  which  thou  ha>t 
broken  may  rejoice." 

In  the  first  line  the  author  wrote  "  T  am  "  instead 
of  "we  are,"  and  in  the  last  line  "bones"  instead 
of  "  heart."  The  third  stanza  of  the  original  is 
omitted  above: 

3  Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true; 
And  make  me  wise  betimes  to  spy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy! 
This  is  part  two  of  the  author's  metrical  version 
of  the  fifty-first  Psalm:  '•'•Show  pity,  Lord"  vNo. 
312)  being  part  one,  and  "A  broken  heart,  my  God, 
my  King"  (No.  324)  being  a  i)ortion  of  part  three. 
On  verses  three  and  four  the  author  has  this  foot- 
note:   "Since  the  psalmist  seems  to  refer  to  the 


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'branch  of  hyssop,' ••  sprinkling  the  blood  of  the 
liird,'  and  the  'running  watci-'  (Lev.  xiv.  51),  1 
liave  ht'iv  enlarged  upon  the  insuHiciency  of  all 
those  rites  for  tlie  cleansing  «)f  sin,  which  is  the 
lepi-osi/  of  the  soul."  His  note  on  vcise  six  is: 
'•  Such  a  glorious  occasion  of  introducing  the  blood 
of  a  Saviour  couM  not  be  omitted  here  with  justice 
to  David,  or  to  Christ,  his  Son." 


326  c.  M. 

"I  ^^11  EX,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
T  Y  O'erwhehiied  with  giiilt  and  fear, 
I  view  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
0  liow  shall  I  appear? 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  soul  with  inward  horror  shrinks. 
And  trembles  at  the  thought : 

3  AVhen  thou,  0  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
0  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

4  0  may  my  broken,  contrite  heart. 

Timely  my  sins  lament. 
And  early  with  repentant  tears, 
Eternal  woe  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  sorrows  of  my  heart. 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groan. 
To  give  those  sorrows  weight! 

G  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 
Her  iiardon  to  secure. 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  hath  died 
To  make  that  i)ardon  sure. 

Joseph  Addison. 
This  is  a  heart-searching  hymn  of  devout  con- 
trition and  ])enitcnt  faith.  The  original  has  un- 
dergone some  few  verbal  changes,  chielly  in  the 
fourth  verse,  and  there  piobably  to  its  advantage. 
In  the  jn-ose  article  that  i)receded  this  hymn  at  its 
first  ai)j)earance  in  the  Spectator.,  in  1712,  it  is  said: 
"•Among  all  tlu-  icllections  which  usually  arise  in 
the  mind  of  a  sick  man,  who  has  time  and  inclina- 
li(m  to  considci-  his  ajiproaching  end,  Iheic  is  none 
more  natural  than  that  of  his  going  (o  ai)])ear 
naked  and  unbodied  before  llim  who  made  him." 
If  there  were  any  occasion  (and  we  think  there  is 
not,  though  it  has  been  done)  to  criticise  the  other 
hymns  of  the  aiithnr  for  the  absence  of  any  allu- 
sion toChrist  or  the  atonement,  it  is  certainly  re- 
moved by  this  hymn.     Again   (lie  autlmr  says  in 


the  above  mentioned  article  in  the  Spectator  that 
the  very  best  of  men  need  the  mediation  an<l  i)ar- 
don  of  Christ:  "  Let  a  man's  innocence  be  what  it 
will;  let  his  virtues  rise  to  the  highest  i)ilch  of  per- 
fection attainable  in  this  life,  there  will  still  be  in 
him  so  many  secret  sins— so  many  human  frailties 
—  so  many  oflenses  of  ignorance,  passion,  and 
l)rejudice— so  many  unguarded  words  and  thoughts 
—and  in  shcn-t,  so  many  defects  in  his  best  actions, 
that,  without  the  advantages  of  such  an  expiation 
and  atonement  as  Christianity  has  revealed  to  us, 
it  is  impossible  that  he  should  be  cleared  l)efore  his 
Sovereign  Judge,  or  that  he  should  be  able  to  stand 
in  his  bight." 


.327  L.  >r. 

OFOR  a  glance  of  heavenly  day. 
To  take  this  stubborn  heart  away, 
And  thaw  with  beams  of  love  divine 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine ! 

2  The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth  can  (juake  ; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountain  shake : 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  liast  felt, 
O  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt ! 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 

And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments,  too,  unmoved  I  hear, 
(Amazing thought!)  which  devils  fear: 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

.")  But  something  yet  can  do  the  deed  ; 
And  that  blest  something  much  I  need: 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine. 
And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 

Joseph  Hart. 
'■'■The  Stony  Heart "  is  the  title  of  this"melting" 
hymn  in  the  Supplement  of  JfarCs  Jfynnis,  17(12. 
In  the  last  stanza  the  author  wrote  "that  dear 
something"  instead  of  '■'•ihixi  blest  something,"  and 
in  the  last  UuQ'-'-vioie  and  melt"  instead  of  "melt 
and  change.''* 


32S  h.  M. 

LORD,  I  despair  myself  to  heal : 
I  see  my  sin, but  cannot  feel ; 
I  cannot,  till  tliy  Sjiirit  blow, 
And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 


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2  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give  : 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive ; 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign  ; 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal,  are  thine. 

3  With  simple  faith  on  thee  I  call, 
My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all: 
I  wait  the  moving  of  the  pool ; 

I  wait  the  word  that  speaks  me  whole. 

4  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure ; 
Make  my  infected  nature  pure : 
Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy,  impart, 
And  pour  thyself  into  my  heart ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1739.     It  is 
based  on  Heb.  xii.  2:  "  Looking  unto  Jesus  as  the 
author  ;uitl  finisher  of   our  faitli."    The  first  two 
stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted  above: 

1  Weary  of  struggling  %yith  my  pain, 
Hopeless  to  burst  my  nature's  chain, 
Hardly  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 

I  seek  to  fiee  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease, 
God  that  creates  must  seal  my  peace; 
Fruitless  my  toil  and  vain  my  care, 
And  all  my  fitness  is  despair. 


329  s.  M. 

WHEN  shall  thy  love  constrain. 
And  force  me  to  thy  breast  ? 
When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
To  her  eternal  rest? 

2  Ah !  what  avails  my  strife. 

My  wand'ring  to  and  fro  ? 
Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life : 
Ah !  whither  should  I  go  ? 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 

To  me  did  freely  move ; 
It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 

I  groan  to  be  set  free ; 
I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call. 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

Charles  Wesley, 
This  hymn  is  taken  from  a  poem  of  twenty-two 
stanzas,  titled,  '-'■TJie  Resignation^''^  in  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poems,  1740.    The  original  hymn  begins. 


And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found. 
And  may  I  still  draw  near? 

Then  listen  to  the  jHaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  piaycr. 

The  following  hymn  is  a  part  of  the  same  poem. 


330  s.  M. 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror  I 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake  ; 

My  friends,  my  all  resign  ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine  ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this. 

Thy  only  love  to  know  ; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

6  My  life,  my  portion  thou. 

Thou  all-sufficient  art ; 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 

See  note  under  the  preceding  hymn,  which  is  a 
part  of  the  same  original  i)oem  of  twenty-two 
stanzas.  The  following  stanzas  come  between  the 
foregoing  hymn  and  this  one,  and  give  meaning 
and  force  to  the  first  stanza  of  this  hymn: 

To  rescue  me  from  woe,> 
Thou  didst  M'ith  all  things  part. 

Didst  lead  a  sulTring  life  below, 
To  gain  my  worthless  heart. 

My  worthless  heart  to  gain, 
The  God  of  all  that  breathe 

Was  found  in  fashion  as  a  man, 
And  died  a  cursed  death. 


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331  s  M 

AH  !  whither  should  I  go, 
Burdened,  and  siek,  and  foint? 
To  whom  should  1  my  troubles  show 

And  pour  out  my  complaint? 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come ; 

Ah!  why  do  I  delay? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay ! 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

From  which  I  cannot  part? 
AVhich  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 

Possession  of  my  heart  ? 
Some  cursed  thing  unknown 

Must  surely  lurk  within  ; 
Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own, 

Some  secret  bosom-sin. 

8  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 

AVhich  I  have  feared  to  see ; 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 

What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 
Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display  ; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 

And  take  the  veil  away. 

4  I  now  believe  in  thee 

Compassion  reigns  alone ; 
According  to  my  foith,  to  me 

O  let  it,  Lord,  be  done  I 
In  me  is  all  the  bar. 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  remove  ; 
Remove  it,  and  I  shall  declare 
That  God  is  only  love. 

Charles  Wesley . 
This  hymn  has  sixteen  floublc  stanzas  in  the  au- 
thor's Hymns  on  God's  Everlasting  Love,  1741.     It 
is  base«l  on  1  Tim.  ii.  4:  "  God  will  have  all  men  to 
be  saved."  

332  s  M 

OMY  offended  God, 
I  f  now  at  last  I  sec 
That  I  liave  trami)led  on  thy  blood. 
And  done  despite  to  thee, — 

2  If  r  b('i:in  to  wake 

Out  of  my  deadly  sleep, 

Into  thy  arms  of  mercy  take, 

And  there  forever  keep. 


3  No  other  right  have  I 

Than  what  the  world  may  claim : 
All,  all  may  to  their  God  draw  nigh, 
Through  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Thou  hast  obkiined  the  grace 

That  all  may  turn  and  live ; 
And  lo !  thy  offer  I  embrace, 
Thy  mercy  I  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  on  God's  Everlasting  Love,  1741, 
where  it  has  seventeen  stanzas. 


333  L-  M. 

ITVTIIER,  if  I  may  call  thee  so, 
Regard  my  fearful  heart's  desire ; 
Remove  this  load  of  guilty  woe. 
Nor  let  me  in  my  sins  expire ! 

2  I  tremble  lest  the  wrath  divine, 

AVhich  bruises  now  my  wretched  soul, 
Should  bruise  this  wretched  soul  of  mine 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

3  To  thee  my  last  distress  I  bring: 

The  heightened  fear  of  death  I  find ; 
The  tyrant,  brandishing  his  sting. 
Appears,  and  hell  is  close  behind ! 

4  I  deprecate  that  death  alone. 

That  endless  banishment  from  thee : 
O  save,  and  give  me  to  thy  Son, 
Who  ti-embled,  wept,  and  bled  for  me ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
These  are  the  third  and  fourth  double  stanzas  of  a 
hymn  of  five  double  stanzas,  beginning,  "Thou 
Man  of  griefs,"  and  found  in  Short  Scripture 
Hymns,  17G'2.  It  is  basetl  on  Heb.  v.  7,  8:  ''Who 
in  the  days  of  his  flesh,  when  he  had  oflTered  up 
prayers  and  sujiplications  Mith  strong  crying  and 
tears  unto  him  that  was  able  to  save  him  from 
death,  and  was  heaid  in  that  he  feared:  though  he 
were  a  Son,  yet  learned  he  obedience  by  the  things 
which  he  suffered." 


334  L.  M. 

JESLTS,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee, 
Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee, 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin  ; 
Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in. 
2  Pity  and  lieal  my  sin-sick  soul ; 

'Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole  ; 
Fall'n,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine. 
And  lost  I  am  till  thou  art  mine. 


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3  What  shall  I  say  thy  grace  to  move? 

Lord,  I  am  sin,  but  thou  art  love  : 

I  give  up  every  plea  beside, 

"  Lord,  I  am  lost,  but  thou  hast  died." 
Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1739.  The  orig- 
inul  contains  thirteen  stanzas.  In  the  second  stan- 
za the  anthor  wrote  ''•  damned"  instead  of  ''•lost." 
The  following  stanza  was  contained  in  the  former 
edition  of  the  Ilymn-Book,  and  was  perhaps  omit- 
ted becanse  of  tlie  strong  language  in  the  last  line: 

Awake,  the  woman's  conquering  Seed, 

Awake,  and  bruise  the  serpent's  head! 

Tread  down  thy  foes,  with  power  control 

The  beast  and  devil  in  my  soul. 


335  L.  M. 

JESUS,  thy  far-extended  fame 
My  drooping  soul  exults  to  hear ; 
Thy  name,  thy  all-restoring  name, 
Is  music  in  a  sinner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didst  receive, 

With  comfortable  words,  and  kind. 
Their  sorrows  cheer,  their  wants  relieve, 
Heal  the  diseased,  and  cure  the  blind. 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  still, 

In  every  place  and  age  the  same  ? 
Hast  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  skill, 
Or  lost  the  virtue  of  thy  name  ? 

4  All  my  disease,  my  every  sin, 

To  thee,  0  Jesus,  I  confess : 
In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin. 
And  perfect  it  in  holiness. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:  '■'■  Jesus  Clirist  the  same  Yesterday,  and 
To-day,  and  Forever.^''  The  original  contains 
twelve  stanzas.  These  are  verses  one,  three,  five, 
and  eleven  The  first  part  of  the  last  stanza  has 
been  changed.    Wesley  wrote : 

"3fi/  so?-e  disease,  my  desperate  sin, 
To  thee  I  mournfully  confess." 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749. 


336  L.  M. 

OTHOU,  whom  once  they  flocked  to  hear. 
Thy  words  to  hear,  thy  power  to  feel, 
Suffer  the  sinners  to  draw  near, 
And  graciously  receive  us  still. 


2  They  that  be  whole,  thyself  hast  said, 

No  need  of  a  i)hysician  have; 
But  I  am  sick,  and  want  thine  aid, 
And  ask  thine  utmost  power  to  save. 

3  Thy  power,  and  truth,  and  love  divine, 

The  same  from  age  to  age  endure : 
A  word,  a  gracious  word  of  thine, 
The  most  invet'rate  plague  can  cure. 

4  Helpless  howe'er  my  spirit  lies, 

And  long  hath  languished  at  the  pool, 
A  word  of  thine  shall  make  me  rise. 
Shall  speak  me  in  a  moment  whole. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:  '■'■Jesus  Christ  the  same  Yesterday,  and  To- 
day, and   Forever.^^    From  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poems,  1749.    The  original  contains  ten  stanzas. 


337  L.  M. 

WHEN,  gracious  Lord^  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee? 
The  fullness  of  thy  promise  prove. 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here. 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near : 

0  dark  !  dark  !  dark  !  I  still  must  say, 
Amidst  the  blaze  of  gospel  day. 

3  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find. 
And  cast  the  world  and  flesh  behind : 
Thou,  only  thou,  to  me  be  given, 

Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flesh  set  free, 
Jesus,  my  soul  shall  fly  to  thee : 
Jesus,  when  I  have  lost  my  all, 

1  shall  upon  thy  bosom  fall. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'•''Come,  Lord  Jesws,"  is  the  title  of  the  poem  of 
thirteen  stanzas  from  which  this  is  taken.  It  is 
found  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742.  The 
author  wrote  "  When,  dearest  Lord,  etc."  The 
change  was  made  by  John  Wesley,  Avho  would  nev- 
er use  familiar  terms  of  endearment  in  speaking  ol 
Deity. 


338 


CM. 


0 


THAT  I  could  my  Lord  receive, 
AVho  did  the  world  redeem  ; 
Who  gave  his  life  that  I  might  live 
A  life  concealed  in  him ! 


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TENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


2  O  that  I  could  the  ble^s^injj:  prove, 

My  heart's  extreme  desire, 
Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire! 

3  In  answer  to  ten  thousand  prayers. 

Thou  pard'ninj:  God,  descend  ; 
Number  me  with  salvation's  heirs, 
My  sins  and  troubles  end. 

4  Nothinir  I  ask  or  want  beside, 

Of  all  in  earth  or  heaven. 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  applied, 
And  live  and  die  forgiven. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  the  author's  Family  ITymns^  17()7.  Two 
double  stanzas  are  omitted  above.  In  the  last 
Btanza,  second  line,  the  author  wrote  ''earth  and 
heaven,"  and  in  the  last  line,  '■'■Let  me  but  die  for- 
given." 


339  c.  M. 

JESUS,  if  still  thou  art  to-day, 
As  yesterday,  the  same. 
Present  to  heal,  in  me  display 
The  virtue  of  thy  name ! 

2  If  still  thou  go'st  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good. 
On  me,  that  I  thy  praise  may  show. 
Be  all  thy  wonders  sliowed. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 

T  h  y  m  i  racles  repeat : 
With  i)itying  eyes  bcliold  me  fall 
A  lei)er  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathsome,  and  vile,  and  self-al)horred, 

I  sink  beneath  my  sin  ; 
But,  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

Charles  Wesley. 

The  first  four  stanzas  of  a  hymn  of  twenty-one 
stanzas  found  in  lljimns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740. 
The  hymn  beginninj,',  "While  dead  iu  trespasses 
I  he"  (No.  :3-ll),is  a  i)Mrt  of  Ih.-  same  hymn. 


CM. 


340 

WITH  gloriouH  clouds  encompiisstid  round, 
AVhom  angelH  dimly  see, 
Will  the  Unsearchal)le  be  f(jund. 
Or  Ood  ai»i»('ar  to  me? 


2  AVill  he  forsake  his  thione  above. 

Himself  to  worms  impart? 
Answer,  thou  Man  of  grief  and  love. 
And  speak  it  to  my  heart. 

3  In  manifested  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  design  ; 
AVhat  meant  the  suff'ring  Son  of  man. 
The  streaming  blood  divine? 

4  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 

AVhom  angels  dimly  see; 
And  gaze,  transported  at  the  sight. 
To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  for  the  Use  of  Families,  17G7.    The 
original  contains  eight  stanzas;  the  fourth,  liftli, 
sixth,  and  seventh  being  here  omitted. 


341  c.  ji. 

WHILE  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie, 
Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  give  ; 
Call  me,  thou  Son  of  God,  that  I 
May  hear  thy  voice  and  live. 

2  If  thou  impart  thyself  to  mej 

No  other  good  I  need  ; 
If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 
I  shall  be  free  indeed. 

3  From  sin,  the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain. 

Thou  wilt  redeem  my  soul : 
Lord,  I  believe,  and  not  in  vain : 
jMy  faith  shall  make  nie  whole. 

4  I  tf)0,  with  thee,  shall  walk  in  white, 

AVith  all  thy  saints  shall  i)r()ve 
What   is    the   length,   and    breadth,  and 
height, 
And  depth,  of  perfect  love. 

Charles  Weslri/. 
Tlie  original  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.  17-10. 
contains  twenty-one  stanzas.    It  begins,  "Jesus,  if 
still  thou  art  to-day"  (Xo.  l!3!)). 


342  c.  M. 

I  ASK  the  gift  of  rigliteousnciss. 
The  sin-subduing  jxjwer, 
]*ower  to  believe,  and  go  in  \h\io 
And  never  grieve  thee  mor(\ 


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141 


2  I  ask  the  blood-bought  pardon  sealed, 

The  liberty  from  !;in, 
The  grace  infused,  the  love  revealed. 
The  kingdoui  lixed  within. 

3  Thou  hear'i^t  me  for  salvation  pray ; 

Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire  ; 
Made  ready  in  thy  powerful  day, 
Thy  fullness  I  require. 

4  !My  vehement  soul  cries  out,  oppressed, 

Impatient  to  be  freed  ; 
Xor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  rest, 
Till  I  am  saved  indeed. 

5  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert  ? 

Art  thou  not  willing  too? 
To  change  this  old  rebellious  heart, 
To  conquer  and  renew  ? 

6  Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe, 

So  arm  me  with  thy  power. 
That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave. 
May  never  feel  it  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  SJiort  Hifmvs  on  Select  Passages  of  the  Holy 
Scriptures^  ]762.  It  is  written  on  Mark  xi.  24: 
^'  What  things  soever  ye  desire,  when  ye  pray,  be- 
lieve that  ye  receive  them,  and  ye  shall  have  them." 
The  fu'st  double  stanza  is  omitted  above: 
Jesns,  the  irrevocable  word 

Thy  gracions  lips  hath  passed, 
And  trusting  in  my  faithful  Lord, 

I  shall  be  saved  at  last  ; 
Whate'er  I  ask  with  longing  heart, 

Expecting  to  receive, 
Almighty  God,  Thou  ready  art, 
And  promisest  to  give. 


343 
H 


C.  M. 


OW  sad  our  state  b}^  nature  is ! 
Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 


2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : 
"  Ho !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come. 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call. 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 
I  Avould  believe  thy  promise.  Lord, 
O  help  my  unbelief ! 


4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly  : 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm. 

Into  thy  arms  I  ilill : 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

My  Jesus  and  my  all. 

Isaac  Waits. 
From  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Sonr/s.,  1707.  Au- 
thor's title:  "-Faith  in  Christ  for  Pardon  and  Sat- 
isfaction.'" The  original  has  ''captive  minds,''  in 
the  lirst  stanza;  "  trust  upon  the  Lord,"  in  the  sec- 
ond; ^'■almighty  call,"  in  the  third;  '■'■dear  foun- 
tain," in  the  fourth;  and  ^'•On  thy  kind  arms,"  in 
the  last  verse.  These  changes  were  made  l)y  John 
Wesley.  The  fifth  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted 
above : 

5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 
My  i-eigning  sins  subdue. 

Drive  the  old  Dragon  from  his  seat, 
With  all  his  hellish  crew. 
Dr.  Spencer,  in  his  Pastor's  Sketches,  gives  the 
following"  touching  account  of  a  young  woman  who 
suddenly  obtained  peace  by  faith  in  Christ  after  a 
long  period  of  gloom:  One  evening,  on  his  way  to 
Church,  he  called  at  her  house.  He  found  her  just 
where  she  had  been  for  man}-  weeks.  On  leaving 
her  lie  said:  "•!  wouhl  aid  you  most  willingly,  if  1 
could,  but  I  can  do  you  no  good."  "  I  do  not  think 
you  can,"  said  she  calmly,  "hut  I  hojie  you  will 
still  come  to  see  me."  "  Ves,  I  will,"  said  he,  '■'•  but 
all  I  can  say  is,  1  know  there  is  salvation  for  j-ou: 
but  you  must  repent,  and  you  must  flee  to  Christ." 
On  reaching  the  church,  he  gave  out  the  liymn  clos- 
ing with  the  stanza — 

"A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm." 
The  next  day  she  came  to  see  him,  to  tell  him  she 
had  made  a  new  discovery,  and  on  asking  her  what 
it  was,  she  said:  "  Why,  sir,  the  way  of  salvation 
all  seems  to  me  perfectly  plain.  My  darkness  is 
all  gone.  I  see  now  what  I  never  saw  before.  All 
is  light  to  me.  I  see  my  way  clear;  and  I  am  not 
burdened  and  troubled  as  I  was.  I  do  not  know- 
how  it  is,  or  what  has  brought  me  to  it.  But  when 
you  were  reading  that  hymn  last  night  I  saw  the 
whole  way  of  salvation  for  sinners  perfectly  plain, 
and  wondered  that  I  had  never  seen  it  before.  I 
saw  that  I  had  nothing  to  do  but  trust  in  Christ— 
"A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
Into  Thy  hands  I  fall. 
r  sat  all  the  evening  just  looking  at  that  hymn. 
I  did  not  hear  your  prayer.  I  did  not  hear  a  word 
of  your  sermon.  I  do  not  know  your  text.  I 
thought  of  nothing  but  that  hymn,  and  I  have  been 
thinking  of  it  ever  since.  It  is  so  light,  and  makes 
me  so  contented.    Why,  sir,  don't  you  think  that 


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the  reason  we  don't  get  out  of  darkness  sooner,  is 
tluit  we  don't  believe?" 

The  Rev.  George  Marsden  records  of  one  of  his 
interviews  with  the  Kev.  Kichard  Watson,  during 
Ills  last  illness,  with  what  pleasure  the  sufl'ering 
divine  spoke  on  the  subject  of  Christ  crucified,  lie 
dwelt  for  some  time  on  its  infinite  importance,  as 
tlie  only  foundation  on  which  to  rest  for  pardon, 
acceptance  with  God,  and  eternal  life.  He  then 
spoke  of  his  own  unworthiness,  and  of  his  firm  re- 
liance on  the  atonement,  and  repeated  with  solemn 
and  deep  feeling  this  verse: 

"A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

Into  Thy  hands  I  fall; 
Be  Thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

My  Saviour,  and  my  all." 

He  died  in  London,  8th  January,  18S3,  aged  fifty- 
one  years.  

344  c  M. 

ALAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
AVould  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's,  sin ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Hero,  T^)rd,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Isaac  Watts. 

^'•Godly  Son-oiv  Arising  from  the  Sufferings  of 
Christ^'  is  the  title  of  this  most  useful  and  ])opular 
hymn  in  the  author's //2/m>i»  and  Spiritual  Songs, 
1707.  In  verse  three  the  author  wrote,  "  When  Ood, 
the  mighty  Maker,  died."  The  second  stanza  of 
the  original  is  omitted  above: 

2  Thy  body  slain,  sweet  .Tesus,  thine, 
And  bathed  in  its  own  bloo«l, 
While  all  exposeci  to  wrath  divine. 
The  glorious  sufferer  strnxl ! 


345  c.  M. 

FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
No  other  help  I  know  ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah  !  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,  what  labor  to  secure 
;My  soul  from  endless  death  ! 

3  0  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power ! 
!Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve. 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes : 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift  I 
My  soul  without  it  dies ! 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die ; 

O  speak,  and  I  shall  live  ; 
And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice. 

Could  they  but  see  thy  face : 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 

And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace ! 

diaries  Wesley.  . 
It  is  not  certain  that  Charles  Wesley  wiote  this. 
It  -first  appeared  in  A  Collection  of  Psalms  and 
Hymns.,  published  by  John  Wesley  in  1741,  with 
the  title  "^  Prayer  for  Faith.'''  Of  the  160  hymns 
in  this  volume,  130  are  there  accredited  to  other 
authors  than  the  Weslcys,  while  the  remaining  30 
are  not  accredited  to  any  one.  So  that  this  hymn 
might  quite  as  safely  be  attributed  to  John  as  to 
Charles  Wesley— unless  it  be  on  the  ground  of  in- 
ternal evidence.  This  is  the  only  hymn  of  the 
thirty,  we  believe,  which  is  retained  in  modern 
Methodist  hymnals.  In  the  Wesleyan  collection  it 
is  marked  "  unknown,"  but  Stevenson  and  other 
authorities  accredit  it  to  Charles  Wesley.  It  is 
based  on  Ps.  cxliii.  6:  "I  stretch  forth  my  hands 
unto  thee:  my  soul  thirstelh  after  thee,  as  a  thirsty 
land." 


346  c  M 

APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer ; 
Tliere  humbly  fall  liefore  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 


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143 


2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea,  n 

Witli  this  I  venture  nigh ; 
Thou  call'st  the  burdened  soul  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin. 

By  Satan  sorely  ])ressed. 
By  wars  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him  thou  hast  died. 

5  0  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die. 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame. 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  his  gracious  name ! 

6  "  Poor  tempest-tossM  soul,  be  still ; 

My  promised  grace  receive ; " — 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks — I  must,  1  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe. 

John  Newton. 
lnt\\cOlney HymnsA"%\\i\s,  is  titled:  ^'■TheEJ- 
fort  in  Another  Measure.'*  The  preceding  hymn 
there  is  also  titled  '■'•The  Effort**  and  begins, 
••'  Cheer  np,  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy-seat."  This 
is  one  of  the  finest  hymns  of  invitation  for  a  peni- 
tent sinner  ever  written. 


347 


L.  M. 


w 


ITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around  ; 
Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea ; 
Yet  'midst  the  gloom  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  whisper,  "  Come  to  me ! 


2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest, 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee : 
O  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppressed, 
How  sweet  the  bidding,  *'  Come  to  me ! 

3  Wh^n  against  sin  I  strive  in  vain, 

And  cannot  from  its  yoke  get  free, 
Sinking  beneath  the  heavy  chain, 
The  words  arrest  me,  "  Come  to  me !  " 

4  "When  nature  shudders,  loath  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  enjoy,  and  see  ; 
When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
A  sweet  voice  utters,  "  Come  to  me  1 


5  "  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die ; 
Earth  is  no  resting-])lace  for  thee ; 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye ; 
I  am  thy  portion  ;  come  to  me ! " 

Charlotte  Elliott. 
The  caged  invalid  never  sung  more  sweetly  than 
in  this  tender  invitation  hymn.  Jt  is  from  the  1834 
edition  of  the  Invalid's  Hymn  Book.  It  is  based 
on  the  wortls  of  our  Saviour  found  in  Matt.  xi.  28: 
•■'Come  unto  me,  all  ve  that  labor  and  are  heavy 
laden,  and  I  will  give  you  rest."  Two  stanzas  of 
the  original  are  omitted  above: 

3  When  the  ])oor  heart  with  anguish  learns. 
That  earthly  props  resigned  must  be. 
And  from  each  broken  cistern  turns. 
It  hears  the  accents, '"  Come  to  me." 

7  O  voice  of  mercy!  voice  of  love! 
In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony; 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above! 
And  gently  whisper,  "■  Come  lo  me." 


348  r..  61. 

BY  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears  ; 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears ; 
By  thy  conflict  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

2  By  the  tenderness  that  wept 

O'er  the  grave  where  Lazarus  slept ; 
By  the  bitter  teai-s  that  flowed 
Over  Salem's  lost  abode, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

3  By  thy  lonely  hour  of  prayer ; 
By  the  fearful  conflict  there  ; 
By  thy  cross  and  dying  cries ; 
By  thy  one  great  sacrifice, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Sa^4our,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

4  By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave ; 
By  thy  power  the  lost  to  save ; 
By  thy  high,  majestic  throne ; 
By  the  empire  all  thine  own, — 
Saviour,  look  with  pitying  eye ; 
Saviour,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

Robert  Grant.    (Alt.) 
This  hymn  is  accredited  to  Robert  Grant  rather 
because  it  was  made  from  one  of  his  poems  than 
because  it  is  his  hymn.    His  original  hymn  was 


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entitled  "T/jc  Litany ^''^  and  was  first  i)ubli!?hed  in 
llie  Christian  Observer,  in  ISl.'),  and  later  in  the  au- 
thor's Sacred  Puons,  18C9.  It  is  found  in  many 
liyninals,  and  is  worthy  of  being  i)iil)li;shcd  here  in 

lull: 

1  Saviour,  when,  in  dust,  to  thee 
Low  we  bend  the  adoring  knee; 
When,  rei)entant,  to  the  skies 
.Searce  we  lift  our  weeping  eyes; 
O  by  all  the  pains  and  woe 
Suffered  once  for  man  below, 
iJending  from  the  throne  on  high, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany  I 

2  By  thy  helpless  infant  years; 
IJy  thy  life  of  want  and  tears; 
V,\  thy  days  of  sore  distress, 
In  the  savage  wilderness; 

By  the  dread  mysterious  hour 
Of  the  insulting  tempter's  power; 
Turn,  ()  turn  a  favoring  eye, 
Jlear  our  solemn  litany  ! 

3  By  the  sacred  griefs  that  wept 
O'er  the  grave  Avherc  Lazarus  slept; 
By  the  boding  (ears  tliat  flowed 
Over  Salem's  loved  abode; 

By  the  anguished  sigh  that  told 
Tieachery  lurked  within  thy  fold; 
From  thy  seat  above  the  sky, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany! 

4  By  tliine  hour  of  dire  despair; 
By  thine  agony  of  i)rayer; 

By  the  cross,  the  nail,  the  thorn, 
I'iercing  spear,  and  torturing  scorn; 
By  the  gloom  that  veile<l  the  skies 
O'er  the  dreadful  sacrifice; 
Listen  to  our  humble  cry. 
Hear  our  solemn  litany! 

5  By  thy  deep,  expiring  groan; 
J5y  the  sad  sepulchral  stone; 
By  the  vault  whose  dark  abode 
Held  in  vain  the  rising  (Jod; 

O  from  earth  to  heaven  restored, 
Mighty,  re-ascended  Lord, 
l^isten,  listen  to  the  cry 
Of  our  solemn  litany! 


349  c.  M. 

1)K()STRATK,  dear  Jci-tis,  at  tliy  feet, 
A  ^niilty  nt])v\  lies  : 
Aixl  upward  to  the  mcrey-seut 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  stiliice 
To  i)ay  tlu!  debt  I  owe, 
T<'ars  slioidd  from  both  my  weej>in,t^  eyes 
In  ('(baseless  torrents  flow. 


3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  i^lcad 

To  expiate  my  guilt; 
No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hiist  shed, 
Xo  blood  but  thou  hai^t  spilt. 

4  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord, 

And  all  my  sins  forgive ; 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

Samuel  Stcnnctl. 
Five  of  the  thirty-nine  hymns  which  the  author 
wrote  were  contributed    to   Rippori's   Collection^ 
1787.    This  is  one  of  them.    The  second  stanza  of 
the  original  is  omitted  above: 

2  O  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence  1 
Stay,  stay,  the  vengeful  storm! 
Forbid  it,  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 


350  I-  M. 

JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
lie  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
1 1  is  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  j^rophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
]\Iy  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  w^as  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  Th(!  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  avav  ! " 

5  Ivo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb 
Shalt  tcvke  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Notliing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

()  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
AVhat  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  i)ointto  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God ! " 

John  Ccnnich 
This  is  found  in  ])art  second  of  (he  author's  *Srr. 
crrd  Hymns,   174:1,  under  the   title:     '■'■Follo7vi?i(f 
Chi'ist  the  Sinnei'\s  Way  to  God."    There  arc  scv- 


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eial  unimportant  verbal  changes,  all  of  which  arc 
improvements  on  the  original.  Tlic  third,  fourth, 
and  fifth  stanzas  arc  omitted: 

3  No  Stranger  may  proceed  therein, 
No  Lover  of  the  World  and  Sin; 
No  Lion,  no  devouring  Care, 

No  ravenous  Tyger  shall  be  there. 

4  No  Nothing  ma\'  go  up  thereon 
But  traveling  Souls,  and  I  am  one: 
AVayfaring  Men  to  Canaan  bound. 
Shall  only  in  the  "Way  be  found. 

5  Nor  Fools,  by  carnal  men  esteemed. 
Shall  err  therein;  but  they  redeemed 
Jn  Jesus'  Blood,  shall  shew  their  Right 
To  travel  there,  till  Heaven's  in  Sight. 


351  s  M 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
Thy  feeble  creature's  cry ; 
And  show  thyself  the  sinner's  Friend, 
And  set  me  up  on  high. 

2  From  hell's  oppressive  power 

My  struggling  soul  release, 
And  to  thy  Father's  grace  restore, 
And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

3  Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow  ; 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine, 
The  joy  of  angels  know. 

4  That  thou  canst  here  forgive, 

Grant  me  to  testify  ; 
And  justified  by  faith  to  live, 
And  in  that  faith  to  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  taken  from  the  first  of  the  author's  Re- 
demption Hymns^  1747.  It  there  has  four  double 
stanzas.  It  is  found  in  no  other  modern  Church 
hymnal.  In  the  first  stanza  the  author  wrote  "  fal- 
len" instead  of  "feeble;"  in  the  second,  "from 
earth  and  sin"  instead  of  "my  struggling  soul;" 
and  in  the  fourth, "  I  long  "  instead  of  "  grant  me." 


352  CM.  D. 

OFOR  the  happy  days  gone  by, 
When  love  ran  smooth  and  free, 
Days  when  my  spirit  so  enjoyed 

More  than  earth's  liberty  ! 
Then  when  I  knelt  to  meditate, 

Sweet  thoughts  came  o'er  my  soul. 
Countless  and  bright  and  beautiful, 

Beyond  my  own  control. 
10 


2  O  what  hath  locked  those  fountains  up  ? 

Those  visions  who  hath  stiiyed  ? 
AVhat  sudden  act  has  thus  transformed 

My  sunshine  into  shade  ? 
If  this  drear  change  be  thine,  O  Lord, 

If  it  be  thy  sweet  will. 
Spare  not,  ])Lit  to  the  very  brim 

The  bitter  chalice  fill. 

3  But  if  it  hath  been  sin  of  mine, 

0  show  that  sin  to  me  I 
Not  to  get  back  the  sweetness  lost, 

But  to  make  peace  with  thee. 
One  thing  alone,  dear  Lord,  I  dread — 

To  have  a  sinful  spot 
That  separates  my  soul  from  thee, 

And  yet  to  know  it  not. 

4  Then,  if  this  weariness  hath  come 

A  blessing  from  on  high. 
Teach  me  to  find  the  hidden  wealth 

That  in  its  depth    may  lie ; 
So  in  this  darkness  I  may  learn 

To  tremble  and  adore. 
To  sound  my  OAvn  vile  nothingness, 
And  thus  to  love  thee  more. 

Frederick  William  Faber. 
This  is  from  a  poem  of  seventeen  four-line  stan- 
zas, titled,  '■'■Dryness  in  Frayer^^'  and  is  found  in 
the  author's  collected  Hymns,  which  have  been 
published  in  several  editions.  This  hymn,  as  is 
the  case  with  nearly  all  by  Faber  found  in  Prot- 
estant hymnals,  has  undergone  abridgment  and 
verbal  alterations.  It  contains  a  thought  not  found 
in  any  other  hymn,  viz.,  that  a  sense  of  spiritual 
unrest,  weariness  and  dissatisfaction,  though  often 
due  to  a  backslidden  state,  may  sometimes  be  di- 
vinely and  mercifully  sent  as  a  stimulus  to  incite 
the  believer  not  only  to  constant  self-examination 
but  to  higher  attainments  in  religious  expe- 
rience. Spiritual  content  is  sometimes  a  danger- 
ous symptom. 


353  c.  M.  D. 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
When  heated  in  the  chase. 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee, 

And  thy  refreshing  grace. 
For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ; 
0  when  shall  T  behold  thy  face, 
Tiiou  Majesty  divine  ? 


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2  I  sigli  to  think  of  happier  days, 
When  thon,  0  Lord,  wast  nigh  ; 
When  every  heart  waj?  tuned  to  praise. 

And  none  more  blest  than  I. 
Why  restless,  why  Ciist  down,  my  soul? 

Hope  still,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  i^raise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  iSaviour,  and  thy  King. 

Tate  and  Brady.    Alt.  by  H.  F.  Lyte. 

This  metrical  version  of  a  part  of  the  forty-sec- 
oiul  Psalm  is  from  II.  F.  Lytc's  Spirit  o/  (fie  Psalms, 
1834,  ami  is  an  alteration  and  imi)rovement  of  the 
original  as  found  in  Tate  and  Bvady^a  New  Versioii 
of  the  Psalms  of  David,  1690. 


354  7s     D 

JESUS.  Lover  of  my  soul. 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly. 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide. 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none. 

Hangs  my  liel^Aess  soul  on  thee: 
Leave,  ah !  leave  me  not  alone. 

Still  support  and  comfort  me ! 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring: 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

AVitli  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

IMore  than  all  in  thee  I  find : 
Raise  the  fiillen,  cheer  the  faint. 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name  ; 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  : 
Falst',  and  full  of  sin,  I  am  ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
!Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
i  Thou  of  life  the  fountiiin  art; 

Freely  let  me  tiike  of  thee: 


Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rise  to  all  eternity  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

This  hymn  was  written  in  1739,  and  was  pub- 
lished before  the  first  ISIethodist  Society  was  six 
months  old.  It  is  found  in  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poems,  1740,  with  the  title  ''In  Temptation.''  The 
third  stanza  of  the  orij;inal  is  omitted  here,  as  iu 
most  collections: 

3  "Wilt  Thou  not  regard  my  call? 

Milt  Thou  not  accept  my  prayer? 
Lo!  I  sink,  I  faint,  I  fall— 

Lo  on  Thee  I  cast  my  care: 
Ueach  me  out  Tliy  gracious  hand! 

"While  I  of  Thy  strength  receive, 
Hoping  against  hope  1  stand, 

Dying,  and,  behold,  1  live! 

This  is  doubtless  the  most  popular  hymn  in  the 
English  language.  There  are  several  stories  con- 
cerning its  origin,  all  of  which  are  probably  licti- 
tious.  One,  winch  is  certainly  fiction,  is  tliat  after 
Toplady  and  the  NVesleyshad  waged  their  war  over 
doctrines  for  some  lime,  they  had  a  friendly  meet- 
ing, and  in  parting  agreed  that  each  should  write  a 
hymn  setting  forth  what  he  considered  the  most 
important  doctrine  in  his  system— it  might  be 
found  after  all  that  they  agreed  niion  essentials 
and  that  each  would  accept  the  hymn  written  by 
the  other.  AVhereupon  Toplady  wentoff  and  wrote 
'•'■Rock  of  Ages'"  and  Wesley  '•'•Jesus,  lover  of  my 
(Sour '—hymns  alike  dear  lo  all  Christians.  But 
alas  for  so  beautiful  a  story— Wesley  wrote  his 
hymn  the  year  before  Toplady  was  born! 

The  second  story  is  that  a  meeting  of  the  Wesley 
brothers  was  broken  up  by  a  mob.  They  took 
refuge  in  a  spring-house.  There  the  author,  in- 
spired by  gratitude  for  their  providential  escape, 
wrote  the  hymn  with  a  piece  of  lead  which  he 
hammered  into  a  i)encil.  Still  another  story  is 
that  the  writer  was  one  day  sitting  at  an  open 
window,  when  a  little  birtl,  pursued  by  a  hawk. 
(or,  as  one  version  is,  driven  in  by  a  storm)  Hew  iu 
and  took  refuge  in  tlie  poet's  bosom.  This  incident, 
it  is  said,  suggested  the  hymn.  But  none  of  these 
can  be  verified.  They  are  doubtless  pure  myths, 
"The original  title,"  says  Nutter,  "gives  us  some 
light,  and  the  omitted  stanza,  csi)ecially  in  connec- 
tion with  the  first  verse,  shows  that  some  of  the 
imagery  and  language  of  this  hymn  were  borrowed 
from  the  story  of  Peter's  attempt  to  walk  on  the 
Sea  of  Galilee,  Matt.  xiv.  28-31.  The  author's 
genius  and  his  r(mgh  experience  on  the  Atlantic 
account  for  the  rest." 

"'I'he  Lord  of  glory  bestowed  on  Charles  Wesley 
the  high  honor  of  C(»mposing  the  finest  heart-hymn 
in  the  Knglish  tongue.  If  the  greatest  hymn  of  th( 
cross  is 'Hock  of  Ages,'  and  the  greatest  hymn  oi 
l)rovidence  is  Cowper's  '  (Jod  moves  in  a  mysteri- 
ous way,'  and  the  grandest  battle-hymn  is  Wartiu 


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Luther's  'A  inightj-  fortress  is  our  God,'  then  il 
may  be  said  that  tlie  noblest  heart-hymn  ever 
written,  the  queen  of  all  the  lays  of  holy  love,  is 
this  immortal  song.  The  one  central,  all-pervad- 
mg  idea  of  this  matchless  hymn  is  the  soul's  yearn- 
hig  for  its  S.iviour.  It  is  at  once  a  confession  and 
a  prayer  in  meter.  The  figures  of  speech  vary,  but 
not  the  thought.  In  one  line  wc  see  a  storm-tossed 
voyager  crying  out  for  shelter  until  the  tempest  is 
over.  In  anoUier  line  we  see  a  timid,  tearful  child 
nestling  in  its  mother's  arms."    (Stevenson.) 

"  I  Avould  rather,"  says  Henry  "Ward  Beecher, 
•'  have  written  that  hymn  of  Wesley's — 
"  'Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul. 
Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly,' 
than  to  have  the  fame  of  all  the  kings  that  ever  sat 
on  the  earth.  It  is  more  glorious.  It  has  more 
power  in  it.  I  would  rather  be  the  author  of  that 
hymn  than  to  hold  the  wealth  ox  the  richest  man  in 
New  York.  He  will  die.  He  is  dead  and  does  not 
know  it.  He  will  pass,  after  a  little  while,  out  of 
men's  thoughts.  What  will  there  be  to  speak  of 
him?  What  will  he  have  done  that  will  stop 
trouble,  or  encourage  hope?  His  money  will  go  to 
his  heirs,  and  they  Avill  divide  it.  It  is  like  a 
stream  divided  and  growing  narrower  by  division. 
And  they  will  die,  and  it  will  go  to  their  heirs.  In 
three  or  four  generations  every  thing  comes  to  the 
ground  again  for  redistribution.  But  that  hymn 
will  go  on  singing  until  tlie  last  trump  brings  forth 
the  angel  band;  and  then,  1  think.it  will  mount  up 
on  some  lip  to  the  very  i)resence  of  God." 

Dr.  George  Duffield  (the  author  of  "Stand  iip, 
stand  lip  for  Jesus"}  Avrites:  ''•One  of  the  most 
blessed  days  of  my  life  was  when  I  found,  after  my 
liarp  had  long  hung  on  the  willows,  that  I  could 
sing  again;  that  a  new  song  was  \n\t  in  my  mouth; 
and  when,  ere  ever  I  was  aware,  I  Avas  singing, 
'Jesus,  Lover  of  my  so\;l.'  If  there  is  any  thing  in 
Christian  experience  of  joy  and  sorrow,  of  afflic- 
tion and  prosperity,  of  life  and  death— that  hymn 
is  the  hymn  of  the  ages ! " 

But  it  IS  needless  to  furnish  illustrations  of  the  use 
of  this  hymn,  for  does  not  every  heart  furnish  its 
own  illustration  of  its  poAver  to  edify,  comfort,  and 
delight? 


355  7s,  6s  &  8s. 

LET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 
Their  works  of  righteousness ; 
I,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost, 
Am  freely  saved  by  grace : 
Other  title  I  disclaim  ; 

This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea, 
I  the  chief  ot  sinners  am, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 


2  Happy  they  whose  joys  abound, 

Like  Jordan's  swelling  stream, 
"Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have  found. 

And  give  tlie  praise  to  him  ; 
Meanest  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb, 

His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see: 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am. 

Bat  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 

And  thou  in  me  wilt  live ; 
I  shall  feel  thy  death  applied ; 

I  shall  thy  life  receive ; 
Yet,  when  melted  in  the  flame 

Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea, 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am. 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Author's  title:  '■'•I  am  Determined  to  Know  Noth- 
ing Save  Jesus  Christ  and  Him  Crucified.''''  It  is 
from  Hytnns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742.  The  origi- 
nal contains  nine  stanzas.  These  are  the  first  and 
last,  with  parts  of  the  third  and  fourth,  unaltered.- 
The  burden  of  this  hymn  tloubtless  refers  to  the 
words  of  Paul,  who  called  himself  the  "chief"  of 
sinners. 

This  was  a  favorite  hymn  with  John  Wesley.  At 
the  Bristol  Conference,  in  1783,  he  Avas  taken  so  ill 
that  neither  he  nor  his  friends  thought  he  would 
recover.  Expecting  sudden  death,  and  that  speed- 
ily, he  said  to  Mr.  Bradford:  "I  have  been  reflect- 
ing on  my  past  life;  I  have  been  wandering  up  and 
down  between  fifty  and  sixty  years,  endeavoring 
in  mypoorAvay  to  do  a  little  good  to  my  fellow- 
creatures,  and  now  it  is  probable  there  are  but  a 
few  steps  between  ine  and  death,  and  what  have  I 
to  trust  to  for  salvation?  I  can  see  nothing  Avhich 
I  have  done  or  sufl'ered,  that  will  bear  looking  at; 
I  have  no  other  plea  than  this— 

'  I  the  chief  of  sinners  am. 
But  Jesus  died  for  me.'  " 
This  sentiment  continued  to  influence  him  during 
the  remaining  eight  years  of  his  earnest  active 
public  life  and  ministry,  and  so,  when  in  1793  he 
came  to  Avhat  proved  to  be  his  end  indeed,  he  said, 
"There  is  no  need  for  more  than  what  I  said  at 
Bristol.    My  words  then  were — 

"  '  I  the  chief  of  sinners  am. 
But  Jesus  died  for  me.'  " 
In  the  evening,  he  got  up,  and  while  sitting  in  hia 
chair,  he  said  again,  "  How  necessary  is  it  for  ev- 
ery one  to  be  on  tlie  right  foundation  I — 

" '  I  the  chief  of  sinners  am. 
But  Jesus  died  for  me.' 
We  must  be  justified  by  faith  find  then  go  on  to 
sanctification."    A  little   later  he  uttered   those 


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memorable  words,  "The  best  of  all  is,  God  is  with 
us,"  ami  then  attempting  to  utter  a  favorite  hymn 
by  Isaac  Watts  beginning 

"  ril  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers," 
he  could  only  repeat  the  first  two  words,  "I'll 
praise— I'll  praise—,"  and  his  "  voice  was  lost  in 
death." 


356  c.  r.  M. 

GLOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art! 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee? 
I  thirst,  I  iiiint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 
The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell ; 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable: 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
^     Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery,      ' 
The  length,  the  breadth,  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God  : 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion.  Lord,  be  mine; 

Be  mine  this  better  part  I 

4  0  that  I  could  forever  sit 
With  :SIary  at  the  :Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice, 
]My  only  care,  delight,  and  Ijlis*, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth,  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice ! 

5  O  that,  with  Immljled  Peter,  I 
Could  weep,  believe,  and  thrice  reply, 

My  faithfulness  to  prove, 
"  Thou  know'st — for  all  to  thee  is  known- 
Tliou  know'st,  O  Lcjrd,  and  thou  alone. 

Thou  know'st  that  thee  I  love." 

0  O  that  I  could,  with  fiivored  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast ! 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sornnv  free, 
(Jive  mo,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 
My  everlasting  rest ! 


7  Thy  only  love  do  I  require, 
Nothing  in  earth  beneath  desire. 

Nothing  in  heaven  above  : 
Let  earth,  and  heaven,  and  all  things  go, 
Give  me  thy  only  love  to  know, 

Give  me  thy  only  love. 

Charles  Weslci/. 
yhis  truly  magnificent  hymn  on  '■''Desiring  to 
Love^*  is  from  Jlynms  and  Saci'ed  Poems,  1749. 
The  author  is  here  in  his  happiest  vein:  he  never 
sung  a  sweeter  song  than  this.  It  is  a  song, 
l)rayer,  and  sermon  all  in  one.  As  sung  to  the 
tune  of  "Ariel"  it  truly  aids  devotion. 

Interruptions  in  the  regular  order  of  divine  serv- 
ice ai'c  seldom  to  be  commended,  but  we  have  an 
instance  before  us  in  Mhich  it  had  a  happy  eflert. 
William  Dawson,  a  ])ious  local  preaclier  of  Leeds, 
England,  once  preached  a  very  impressive  scnnon, 
and  at  its  close  gave  out  this  hymn.  "When  the  choir 
were  singing  the  third  verse,  "God  only  knows  the 
love  of  God,"  he  was  so  moved  by  the  sentiment  that 
he  stopped  them  and  said:  "  Stop,  friends!  If  an- 
gels, the  first-born  sonsof  light,  cannot  understand 
the  height,  the  breadth,  the  depth,  the  length  of  the 
love  of  God,  how  can  Ave  expect  to  fathom  It  while 
here  below?"  He  then  repeated,  with  deepest 
feeling,  thrilling  his  large  auditory — 

" '  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God.' 
Let  us  sing  it  again,  friends,  for  we  shall  all  have 
to  sing  it  in  heaven — 

" '  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God.' " 
It  need  hardly  be  said  that  a  profound  feeling  of 
majestic  awe  pervaded  tlie  vast  assembly. 


357  c.  p.  M. 

THOU  great  mysterious  God  unknown. 
Whose  love  hath  gently  led  me  on. 

E'en  from  my  infant  days. 
Mine  inmost  soul  expose  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  ever  knew 
Thy  justifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  followed,  with  a  heart  sincere. 

Thy  drawings  from  above,. 
Now,  now  the  further  gra(-'e  bestow. 
And  let  my  sprinkled  conscience  know 

Tiiy  sweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  stop, 
A  stranger  to  the  gosi>el  hope, 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiven: 
I  would  not.  Lord,  my  soul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witness  live, 

That  antei)ast  of  heaven. 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


149 


4  Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son, 
And  to  my  inmoj^t  soul  make  known 

How  merciful  thou  art : 
The  secret  of  thy  love  reveal, 
And  by  thy  hallowing  Spirit  dwell 
Forever  in  my  heart ! 

Cltarlcs  Weslcr/. 
From  Redemption  Jlymns^  17-17.    The  original 
has  eight  stanzas:  these  are  the  first  three  and  the 
last.    The  fourth  stanza  should  not  be  omitted: 
4  If  now  the  witness  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  testif.v  of  thee, 

In  Jesus  reconciled? 
And  should  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh, 
And  boldly,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 
And  know  myself  thy  child? 
There  is  a  large  class  of  Church-memlbers  whose 
spiritual  condition  and  whose  heart  yearnings  are 
accurately  portrayed  in  this  hymn:  though  mem- 
bers of  the  Church,  they  do  not  knoiu  that  they  are 
regenerate  Christians;  they  have  not  the  Avitness 
of  the  Spirit,  but  sincerely  yearn  for  it.  They  are 
oftentimes  much  discouraged  because  they  have 
not  a  clear  knoAvledge  of  sins  forgiven  and  of  their 
acceptance  with  God.  But  such  Christians  are  not 
hypocrites— they  are  sometimes  among  the  most 
devout,  exemi)lary,  and  useful  members  of  the 
Church.  Others  have  more  confidence  in  their  re- 
ligion than  they  themselves  have.  As  long  as  the 
absence  of  the  witness  of  the  Spirit  leads  the  timid 
believer  to  yearnings  of  soul  and  to  prayer  for  His 
testimony  to  sins  forgiven,  there  are  the  signs  of  a 
healthful  and  genuine  spiritual  life;  but  alas  for 
that  large  number  of  professing  Christians  who 
enjoy  not  the  Holy  Spirit's  witness  to  their  accept- 
ance, and  yet  the  absence  of  this,  the  only  satisfac- 
tory evidence  of  conversion,  seems  to  create  no  con- 
cern as  to  their  spiritual  condition.  See  hymn 
beginning,  "'Tis  a  thing  I  long  to  know"  (No.  362;. 


358  c.  p.  M. 

OTHOU  who  hast  our  sorrows  iDorne, 
Help  us  to  look  on  thee  and  mourn, 
On  thee  whom  we  have  slain, 
Have  pierced  a  thousand,  thousand  times, 
And  by  reiterated  crimes 
Renewed  thy  sacred  pain. 

2  Vouchsafe  us  eyes  of  faith  to  see 
The  man  transfixed  on  Calvary ! 

To  know  thee  who  thou  art, 
The  one  eternal  God  and  true ; 
And  let  the  sight  affect,  subdue, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 


3  Lover  of  souls,  to  rescue  mine, 
lleveal  the  cluuity  divine, 

That  suliered  in  my  stead! 
That  made  my  soul  a  sacrifice, 
And  quenched  in  death  those  flaming  eyes, 

And  bowed  that  sacred  head. 

4  Now  let  thy  dying  love  constrain 
My  soul  to  love  its  God  again, 

Its  God  to  glorify  ! 
And  lo  !  I  come  thy  cross  to  share, 
Echo  thy  sacrificial  prayer, 

And  with  my  Saviour  die ! 

Charles  Weslci/. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  for  Families,  17G7.  In 
verse  four,  line  one,  the  author  Avrote  '•'■  by  "  instead 
of  "let,"  and  in  line  two,  "heart"  instead  of 
"soul."  The  third  and  fifth  stanzas  of  the  origi 
nal  are  omitted  above: 

3  My  heart  all  other  means  defies. 
It  dares  against  Thy  threatenings  rise. 

Thy  righteous  laws  disdains: 
More  hardened  than  the  fientls  below. 
With  unconcern  to  hell  I  go. 
And  laugh  at  hellish  pains. 

5  The  unbelieving  veil  lemove. 
And  by  thy  manifested  love. 

And  by  the  sprinkled  blood. 
Destroy  the  love  of  sin  in  me. 
And  get  thyself  the  victory. 

And  bring  me  back  to  Go<l. 


359 


7s. 


JESUS,  answer  from  above : 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  Love? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget  ? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet? 

2  If  I  rightly  read  thy  heart, 
If  thou  all  compassion  art. 
Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow ! 
Pardon  and  accept  me  now. 

3  Pity  from  thine  eye  let  fall  ; 
By  a  look  my  soul  recall ; 
Now  the  stone  to  flesh  convert, 
Cast  a  look,  and  break  my  heart. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament, 
NoAV  my  foul  revolt  dei)lore, 
AVeep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more! 

Charles  Wesleu. 


150 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


See  note  under  hymn  No.  3(58  ("  Depth  of  mei-cy, 
can  there  be"),  of  which  this  is  a  continuation. 
Three  of  the  thirteen  original  stanzas  have  been 
omitted: 

'3  I  my  Master  have  denied, 
I  afresh  have  crucilied, 
Oft  i)rt)faned  his  hallowed  name, 
Put  him  to  an  open  shame. 

4  I  liave  spilt  his  precious  blood, 
1  rami)le<l  on  the  Son  of  God, 
Filled  with  pangs  unspeakable, 
I— and  yet  am  nut  in  hell. 

8  Whence  to  me  this  waste  of  love? 
Ask  my  Advocate  above; 
See  the  cause  in  Jesus'  face, 
Now  before  the  throne  of  grace. 


360  Six  8s. 

/  lO^NIE,  O  tliou  Traveller  unknown, 
vJ    Whom  8till  I  hold,  but  cannot  see ; 
]\Iy  company  before  is  gone. 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee  : 
AVith  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stjty, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am ; 

My  sin  and  misery  declare ; 
Thyself  hast  called  me  by  my  name, 

Look  on  thy  hands  and  read  it  tliere ; 
But  who,  I  ask  thee.  Mho  art  thou  ? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  \-un  thou  strugglest  to  get  free; 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold! 
Art  thou  the  INIan  that  died  for  me? 

Tlie  secret  of  thy  love  unfold : 
AVrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go. 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 

Thy  new,  unutterable  name? 
Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell ; 

To  know  it  now,  resolved  I  am  : 
AVrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

5  What  though  my  shrinking  flt^sh  complain, 

And  murmur  to  contend  so  long? 
T  risf!  superior  to  my  i)ain  : 

Wlien  I  am  weak,  then  T  am  strong! 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-man  prevail. 


6  My  strength  is  gone,  my  nature  dies, 
I  sink  beneath  thy  weighty  hand; 
Faint,  to  revives — and  fall,  to  rise ; 
I  foil,  and  yet  by  faith  I  stiind: 
I  stand,  and  will  not  let  thee  go. 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  lifth  verse  of  the  original  is  omitted  above: 
'Tis  all  in  vain  to  hold  thy  tongue. 
Or  touch  the  hollow  of  my  thigh: 
Though  every  sinew  be  unstrung. 

Out  of  my  arms  thou  slialt  not  fly; 
"Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 
See  note  under  the  following  hymn,  which  is  a 
continuation  of  this  most  celebrated  of  all  Charle* 
Wesley's  liymns,  witli  the  single  exception  of  "Je. 
sus,   lover  of  my  soul.'" 


361  Six  8s. 

YIELD  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak, 
But  confident  in  self-desi)air; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak ; 
Be  conquered  by  my  instant  prayer : 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

2  'Tis  Love  !  'tis  Love !  thou  diedst  for  me  ; 

I  hear  tin'  whisper  in  my  heart ; 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee; 

Pure,  universal  love  thou  art : 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move. 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

3  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God  ;  the  grace 

Unsi)eakal)le  I  now  receive ; 
Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face ; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face  and  live! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove  ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

4  I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 

Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  Friend  : 
Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 

But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end  : 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

5  The  Sun  of  righteousness  on  mc 

Hath  risen,  with  healing  in  his  wings; 
Withered  my  nature's  strength,  from  thee 

My  soul  it>J  life  and  succor  brings; 
My  help  is  all  laid  uj)  above; 
Thy  nattu'e  and  thy  name  is  Love. 


PENITENTIAL  EXEllCIbES. 


151 


6  Lame  as  I  am,  I  tiike  the  prey ; 

Hell,  earth,  and  sin,  with  ease  o'ercome ; 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way. 

And,  as  a  bounding  hart,  fly  home ; 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  the  secontl  half  (.<ee  preceding  hymn)  of 
Charles  Wesley's  famous  hymn  of  fourteen  stan- 
zas on  '"''Wrcslling  Jacob.,'''  found  in  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poe)ns,  1742.  The  next  to  the  last  stanza  is 
omitted  above: 

Contented  now,  upon  my  thigh 

I  halt,  till  life's  short  journey  end: 
All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  thee  alone  for  strength  depend, 
Xor  have  I  power  from  thee  to  move; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 
The  hymn  is  based  on  Gen.  xxxii.  24-26:  "And 
Jacob  was  left  alone;    and  there  wrestled  a  man 
with  him   until   the  breaking  of    the  day.     And 
Avhen  he  saw  that  he  pix'vailed  not  against  him,  he 
touched  the  hollow  of  his  thigh;  and  the  hollow  of 
Jacob's  thigh  was  out  of  joint,  as  he  wrestled  Avith 
bim.    And  he  said.  Let  me  go,  for  the  day  brcak- 
eth:  And  he  said,  I  will  not  let  thee  go,  except  thou 
bless  me." 

Of  this  noble  composition — observes  George  John 
Stevenson— so  man}-  have  written  in  praise,  it  is 
diflicult  to  make  selection  from  the  high  testimo- 
nies. John  Weslej',  in  his  brief  notice  of  his  broth- 
er's death,  says:  "•'His  least  praise  was  his  talent 
lor  poetry,  although  Dr.  "Watts  did  not  scruple  to 
say  that  that  single  poem  '■Wrestlinc)  Jacob^''  was 
Avorth  all  the  verses  he  himself  had  Avritten." 
James  Montgomery,  the  ShelUeld  lyric  poet,  in  his 
Christian  Psalmist^  records  that  "  among  Charles 
Wesley's  highest  achievements  may  be  recorded, 
•■Come,  O  thou  Traveler  unknown,'  in  Avhich  with 
consummate  art  he  carries  on  the  action  of  a  lyrical 
drama;  every  tiirn  in  the  conflict  with  the  Myste- 
rious Being  against  whom  he  Avrestles  all  night 
being  marked  with  precision  by  the  varying  lan- 
guage of  the  speaker,  accompanied  by  intense  in- 
creasing intei-est,  till  the  rapturous  moment  of  the 
discovery,  Avhen  he  prevails  and  exclaims.  *■  I  know 
thee.  Saviour,  who  thou  art,'  "  etc.  This  lyric  was 
also  a  special  favorite  Avith  John  Wesley,  Avho 
frequently  selected  it  to  be  sung  in  the  public  serv- 
ices. After  his  gifted  and  devoted  brother  had  in 
peaceful  triumph  passed  aAvay  to  his  rest,  John 
Avas  always  moved  Avith  deep  emotion,  visible  to 
all  who  heard  him,  Avhen  he  read  that  intensely- 
touching  couplet: 

"■  My  company  befoi-e  is  gone. 
And  r  am  left  alone  Avith  thee." 
The  Rev.  John  Kirk  Avritesof  its"  wonderful  con- 
ciseness, yet  i)crfect  and  fiaished  picturing  of  the 
Transjorrianic  hills,  beyond  the  deep  defile  where 


the  Jabbok,  as  its  name  imjilies,  wrestles  with  tlie 
mountains  through  whidi  it  descends  to  tlie  Jor- 
dan. The  drainatic  form,  so  singular  in  hymnic 
composition,  shadowing  foitli  the  action  of  the 
convcisation;  tlie  great  force  of  its  thoroughly 
English  expression;  the  complete  fmi.sh  and 
rhythm  of  its  verse;  its  straightforward  ease, 
without  any  meie  straining  at  elegance;  and  the 
minuteness  and  general  beauty  of  its  application 
of  the  narrative,  have  avou  the  commendation  of 
all  competent  critics." 

"Wrestling  Jacob"  Avas  the  theme  of  Charles 
Wesley's  ])reaching  as  Avell  as  of  his  i)oetry.  Be- 
fore the  hymn  was  published,  in  1742,  he  records 
liaving  i)reached  on  Jacob  Avrestling  for  the  Ijless- 
ing  on  two  occasions— on  May  24  antl  July  0,  1741. 
On  six  occasions  after  the  hymn  appeared,  he  men- 
tions in  his  Journal  having  discoursed  on  the  deep- 
ly-interesting theme— at  the  Foundry,  in  London, 
October  6, 1743,  and  again  in  London,  June  12,  1744 
— "  when  many  Avept  Avith  the  angel  and  made  sup- 
])lication,  and  Avere  encouraged  to  Avait  upon  the 
Lord;"  at  Bristol,  January  29,  1749,  Avhen  the 
power  of  the  Highest  overshadoAA'cd  the  audience; 
in  Dublin,  February  7,  and  also  on  March  7,  1748, 
Avhen  hearers  Avent  to  their  houses  justified;  and 
finally,  in  Bristol,  May  20,  1748,  when  many  Avere 
stirred  up  to  lay  hold  on  the  Lord  like  Jacob.  The 
Rev.  Thomas  Jackson,  in  his  Life  of  Charles  Wes- 
ley, Vol.  I.  page  306,  remarking  on  this  poem,  says: 
"  It  applies  Avith  admirable  ingenuity  and  tact  the 
patriarch's  mysterious  conflict,  anil  the  happy  re- 
sult to  Avhich  it  led,  in  the  process  of  an  aAvakened 
sinner's  salvation."  To  have  heard  the  poet's  ser- 
mon on  this  mighty  Avrestling,  Avith  all  the  play  of 
a  fine  fancy  arranging  the  eminently  evangelical 
topics  in  gloAving  colors  before  a  croAvded  assem- 
bly, and  then  to  have  closed  that  discourse  Avith  the 
singing  of  part  of  that  grand  hymn,  must  have 
been  a  privilege  of  surpassing  interest  and  delight. 


362 


C.  M. 


'rpiS  a  thing  I  long  to  know, 
i  Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought : 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Why  this  didl  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  i  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 


152 


TENITENTIAL  EXEKCISES. 


I 


4  When  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  seems  mixed  with  all  I  do ; 
Ye  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  w  ith  you  ? 

5  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 
Sliould  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

6  Could  I  joy  His  saints  to  meet, 

Love  the  ways  I  once  abhorred, 
Find  at  times  the  j)romise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 

7  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case. 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  Sun 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

8  Let  me  love  thee  niore  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Hell)  me  to  begin  to-day. 

John  Xcwton. 
This  most  valuable  Ininii,  ])ortraying  the  yearn- 
ing or  an  anxious  soul  for  the  Witness  of  Adoi)tion, 
is  hascd  on  Christ's  thnce-repeated  question  to 
Peter,  "  Lovcst  thou  me?"  John  xxi.  15-17.  In  the 
Olney  Collection^  1779,  it  follows  immediately  the 
liynin  by  Co\vi)er  with  the  same  Scripture  heading, 
and  beginning  "Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord." 
Theie  are  a  few  verbal  changes:  In  the  first  stanza 
*••  point"  ischanged  to  "  thing,  "  in  the  fourth,  "  if" 
to  "  when,"  "  is"  to*"  seems,"  ''you  "  to"  ye;  "  and 
in  the  sixth,"c/joosc  the  ways  "  to  "  /otr  ^7<e  ways." 
The  fourth  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted  above: 
4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within. 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Filled  with  unbelief  ami  sin, 
Can  1  deem  myself  a  child? 
This  hymn  does  not  set  forth  a  state  of  doubt  and 
uncertainty  as  the  uormal  and  natural  state  of  a 
l>elicvcr;  if  so,  it  could  consistently  finrl  no  place  in 
a  Mclliodist  liymnal.  On  the  contrary,  it  is  the 
yearning  i»rayer  of  a  soul  ill  at  ease,  but  earnestly 
seeking  light,  and  determined  not  forest  until  as- 
surance is  reached.  It  not  only  i)ortrays  accurately 
the  heart-yearnings  and  secret  f|uestionings  of 
many  devout  and  consistent  followersof  (iirist,  but 
js  eminently  adapted  to  hcl|)ing  them  out  of  their 
•  loiibt  and  uncertainty.  Too  many  i)rofessing  Chris- 
tians notonly  iiave  not  the  witness  of  the  Spirit,  but 
the  ab.sence  of  it. seems  to  give  them  no  concern;  it 
would  be  a  great  spiiilual  gain  if  such  could  be 
Itroiigbt  even  l(»  tiic  point  of  being  tJ-oublcd  b<'(  ausc 
(liey  have  it  not.  There  are  tlirciM-lasscsof  Church- 
mcndiers:  those  who  have  and  rejoice  in  the  assur- 
ance of  present  acceptance  with  God;  those  who 


have  it  not,  and  aic  yet  unconcerned;  and  thinlly, 
those  who.  not  having  it,  are  spiritually  troubled 
(as  they  ought  to  be;  and  are  yearning  after  it  and 
seeking  it  with  prayer.  In  this  latter  class  will  be 
found  many  devout  and  useful  members  of  the 
Church,  whom  it  is  the  privilege  of  faithful  pas- 
tors, both  in  the  private  and  public  ministry  of  tiie 
word,  to  help  unto  the  full  assurance  of  faith.  For 
such  a  service  this  is  an  invaluable  hymn.  A  sim- 
ilar hymn  written  by  Charles  Wesley  is  that  be- 
ginning, "Thou  great  mysterious  Gocl  unknown." 
(No.  357.)  John  Wesley  called  sucli  C  hristians 
"  servants,"  not  "  sons."  Many  of  Newton's  hymns 
contained  in  this  collection  will  show  that  he  be- 
lieved in,  and  himself  rcjoice<l  in.aconsciousknowl- 
eilgc  of  sins  forgiven  (juite  as  much  as  did  t  hailcs 
Wesley.  Our  comment  upon  this  hymn  is  thus 
more  extended  than  is  usual  because  we  l»elieve 
that  few  meritorious  hymns  ever  written  have 
sufTered  so  wrongfully  at  the  liantls  of  uuapprecia- 
tive  critics  as  this  has. 


363  L  M 

SAVIOUR,  I  now  with  shame  confess 
My  thirst  for  creature  happiness  ; 
By  base  desires  I  wronged  thy  love, 
And  forced  thy  mercy  to  remove. 

2  I  knew  not  that  the  Lord  was  gone  ; 
In  my  own  froward  will  went  on  ; 

I  lived  to  the  desires  of  men, 

And  thou  hast  all  my  w'and'rings  seen. 

3  Yet,  O  the  riches  of  thy  grace ! 
Thou,  who  hast  seen  my  evil  ways, 
AVilt  freely  my  backslidings  heal. 
And  pardon  on  my  conscience  seal. 

4  For  this  I  at  thy  footstool  wait, 
Till  thou  my  peace  agjiin  create — 
Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips — restore 
My  peace,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Scripture  JTymns^  1702.  It  is  ba.scd 
on  Isaiah  Ivii.  17-10.  The  original  contains  four 
double  stanzas.  In  verse  one  for"  thirst "  the  poet 
wrote  "lust,"  and  "wist"  instead  of  "knew"  in 
verse  two. 


364 


c.  :\r, 


OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Litmb  ! 
2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  first  I  saw  the  I^onl  ? 
Where  is  tlu^  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 


PENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


153 


3  Wiiat  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  niem'ry  still  I 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  l^e  close  Avith  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb, 

William  Coivpcr. 
"O  that  the  ardor  of  my  first  love  had  con- 
tinued," wrote  Cowi^cv  iu  one  of  his  melancholy, 
depressed  spiritnal  moods  that  followed  the  ec- 
static experience  of  his  early  love.  It  is  a  curious 
fact  that  one  who  had  no  real  occasion  for  mourn- 
ing departed  joys,  at  least  so  far  as  the  continu- 
ance of  the  divine  love  to  him  was  concernetl, 
should  have  written  this  most  appropriate  and 
liopularof  all  hymns  for  a  backslidden  state.  Few 
hymns  have  ever  gone  into  the  hymn  books  of  all 
churches,  with  absolutely  no  change  from  the 
original,  as  this  has  done.  The  original  title  is 
^'■Walking  uith  God.''  It  is  based  on  Gen.  v.  24: 
"AndEnoch  walked  with  God;  anil  he  was  not;  for 
God  took  him."    It  is  from  the  Olneij  Hymns,  1779. 


'^-i  Morning  Ilynut"  i.-,  ilic  title  of  this  in 
Jlymns  and  Sacred  I'ucms,  174'.).  Two  fclanzaa 
omitted: 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way; 
Quicken  my  soul,  instruct  my  hcartt 
My  sinking  footsteps  stay. 
6  Grant  this,  ()  Lord;  for  thou  hast  died 
That  I  might  be  forgiven; 
Thou  hast  the  Righteousness  supplied 
For  which  I  merit  heaven. 


366 


7s,  6si,  7,  a 


365 


C.  M. 


JESUS,  the  all-restoring  "Word, 
My  fallen  spirit's  hope. 
After  thy  lovely  likeness,  Lord, 
Ah !  when  shall  I  wake  up  ? 

2  Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  below, 

In  heaven  above,  to  give. 
Give  me  thy  only  love  to  know, 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

3  Fill  me  with  all  the  light  of  love ; 

In  mystic  union  join 
Me  to  thyself,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 

4  Open  the  intercourse  between 

!My  longing  soul  and  thee, 
Kever  to  be  broke  off  again 
To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 


JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep ; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

"Would  foin,  like  Peter,  weep. 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored ; 

On  me  be  all  long-suflf 'ring  shown ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart. 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble, contrite  heart: 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  For  thine  own  compassion's  sake. 

The  gracious  wonder  show  ; 
Cast  my  sins  behind  thy  back, 

And  wash  me  white  as  snow : 
If  thy  bowels  now  are  stirred, 

If  now  I  do  myself  bemoan. 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die ! 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love. 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye : 
Speak  the  reconciling  word. 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  nie.  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

5  Look  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

"Was  closed  that  we  might  live ; 
"  Father,"  (at  the  point  to  die 
My  Saviour  gasped.)  "foi'givel" 


154 


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Surely  with  that  dying  word 

He   turns,  and   looks,  and   cries,  '"Tis 
done!" 
O  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 
Thou  break'st  my  heart  of  stone! 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  i.s  one  of  several  Hymns ''For  One  Fallen 
/roni  Graee."  Tiie  oiiirinal  contains  twelve  stan- 
zas. It  is  one  of  the  tondcrcst  of  Charles  Wesley's 
jjeniteutial  hymns.  Few  can  hear  it  sung  to  the 
tune  of  "•Penitence"  and  not  be  touched  hy  its 
plaintive,  penitential  strains.  It  is  from  Hymns 
and  Saered  Poems,  1749. 

The  fall,  repentance,  and  recoveiy  of  the  apostle 
Peter,  observes  Stevenson,  are  here  related  by  the 
poet  with  much  feeling  and  energy.  In  the  origi- 
nal, the  appealing  prayer  is  eleven  times  offered: 
"Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord,  and  break  my 
heart  of  stone."  Persevering  prayer  is  rewarded: 
the  last  refrain  includes  in  its  petition  the  suffer- 
ings, love,  and  compassion  of  the  Saviour: 
"  O  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 
Tliou  break'st  my  heart  of  stone." 


367  s.  M. 

OTHOU,  whose  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
"Whose  liand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye ; 

2  See,  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 
I  last  thou  not  bid  me  seek  tliy  face? 
Ilast  tliou  not  said,  "  lieturn?" 

3  Sliall  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet? 
O  let  not  this  last  refuge  foil, 
This  only  safe  retreat! 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  Light, 

Without  one  cheering  ray. 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

5  On  this  benighted  heart 

"Willi  beams  of  mercy  shine; 

And  let  thy  voice  ag;i in  impart 

A  tiiste  of  jov  divine. 

Anne  Steele.     (Alt.) 

'•'■Ahsenee from  Cod^^  is  the  author's  tille  in  her 
Poems  on  Snhjeefs  Chirjltj  Devotional,  17r>0.  The 
hymn  has  been  rhangerl  from  common  to  pho:t  me- 
ter, by  the  omission  of  two  syllables  fj-otn  tlie  fii'st 
line  of  each  stanza.    There  ii»  one  ad«ntional  verse: 


6  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow, 
Delights  wlr.ch  never  cloy; 
r.e  this  my  solace  here  below. 

Am)   11)1*  ^kt<ki*ii<i1    i^vf 


And  my  eternal  joy, 


368  7.. 

DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  l)e 
^lercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace. 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  fatte; 
"Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Lo !  1  cumber  still  the  ground : 
Lo !  an  Advocate  is  found ! 
"Hasten  not  to  cut  him  down; 
Let  this  barren  soul  alone." 

4  Jesus  speaks,  and  pleads  his  blood; 
He  disarms  the  wrath  of  God  ! 
Now  my  Father's  bowels  move ; 
Justice  lingers  into  love. 

5  Kindled  his  relentings  are ; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare ; 
Cries,  "How  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

(3  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands  ; 

Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands; 
God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel ; 
Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Frona  Jlymns  and  Saered  Poems,  1710.  This  is 
the  first  hymn  under  the  section  headed,  "Fo>'  Per- 
sons Convicted  of  Jiackslidinu,''  and  is  titlecl: 
'■'■After  a  Jielapse  ■into  Sin.^'  The  original  has 
thirteen  stanzas.  Four  ad<litioual  btauzas  are 
given  in  hymn  No.  IJ');). 

A  story  is  told  of  an  English  actrcs.s  who  had  her 
attention  arrested  as  she  was  i)assing  along  the 
streets  by  the  sound  of  voices  coming  from  a 
humble  cottage.  Prompted  by  curiosity,  isho  went 
and  stood  at  (he  door.  It  was  a  cottage  prayei'- 
ineeting.  Some  one  began  reading  this  hymn,  and 
then  they  sung  it  through,  and  it  was  followed  by 
a  short,  earnest,  heart-searching  c\  I  cniiioreinayer. 
She  left,  but  liie  words  of  that  hymn  siie  could  not 
forget.  She  procured  a  copy  of  (lie  book  (hat  con- 
tained it,  and  read  it  over  and  over  again.  It  was 
the  divine"  arrow  of  conviction  "  to  her  soul.  With 
a  broken  and  contrite  lieart  s!ie  resolved  to  quit  (he 
stage  and  consecrate  her  life  to  God.   She  informed 


TENITENTIAL  EXERCISES. 


155 


the  uianagci-of  the  tlicater  of  lior  change  of  \n\v- 
posc.  He  ridiculed  and  remonstiatcd;  but  she 
would  not  yield,  lie  then  told  how  much  he  would 
looe  by  her  cour.-^e,  as  hers  was  the  leading  i)art  in  j 
the  play,  and  demanded  as  a  matter  of  honesty  and  j 
justice  that  she  till  out  this  engagement,  after 
which  he  would  release  her.  To  this  she  leluctant- 
iy  consenteil.  She  was  to  introduce  her  i)art  that 
night  by  singing  a  song.  AVhen  the  curtain  rose 
aud  revealeil  her  standing  on  the  stage,  the  orches- 
tra began  playing  the  accompaniment  of  her  song; 
but  she  did  not  sing.  Thinking  her  embarrassed 
and  confused,  they  began  playing  it  a  second  time, 
but  still  she  did  not  sing.  A  third  time  the  air  Mas 
])laycd,  when,  with  clasped  hands  and  eyes  suf- 
fused with  tears,  she  began  singing,  but  the  words 
were  new  and  strange  to  that  godless  throng  as, 
with  eyes  turned  pleadingly  toward  heaven,  she 
sung  lu  tender,  plaintive  accents: 

Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be 

Mei-cy  still  reserved  for  me? 

Can  my  God  his  Avrath  forbear? 

Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 
Those  theater  walls  had  never  resounded  with  such 
mubic  as  this  before.  It  is  needless  to  add  that  the 
])erfoiniance  was  suddenly  stopped,  the  curtain 
fell,  the  audience  retired,  some  to  ridicule,  but  some 
to  date  a  new  life  fiom  what  they  had  seen  and 
heard  that  night.  The  actress  led  a  consistent 
Chiistlan  life  ever  after  this,  becoming  at  length 
tlie  wife  of  a  minister  of  the  gospel. 


369  c.  M. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
Tlie  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed. 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

!My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
Xo  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 

0  make  my  soul  thy  care ! 

I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 

Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

John  yeicton. 


This  hymn,  one  of  the  finest  for  penitent  back- 
sliders in  the  Jlymn-Book,  i» founded  on  Job. \xix. 
2:  '•()  that  J  were  as  in  months  i)ast."  The  first 
thi-ee  stanzas  describe  very  happily  the  joyful  ex- 
periences of  a  new-born  soul.  Three  stanzas  arc 
omitted: 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  hi>  wiles, 
Tiie  world  no  more  could  charm; 
I  lived  ui)on  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
Ancl  leaned  upon  his  arm. 

5  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke. 
Of  what  his  love  had  done; 
But  now  iny  heart  is  almost  broke. 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

7  My  i)rayeis  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise. 
For  .Jesus  hides  his  face: 
I  read,  the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 
But  Avill  not  reach  my  case. 
The  last  stanza  has  been  much  altered.    Newtoa 
wrote: 

Xoiv  Satan  threatens  to  prevail. 

And  make  my  soul  his  prey; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  car.not  fail, 
O  come  without  delay. 


370  n,  &  8s. 

OTHOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
delight. 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
]My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the 
night, 
!My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with 

thy  sheep, 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I 

weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  0  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from 

thee. 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows 
they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  ^^hed. 

4  Restore,  my  dear  Saviour,  the  light  of  thy 

tace, 
Thy  soul-cheering  comfort  impart. 
And  let  the  sweet  tokens  of  pardoning 
grace 
Bring  joy  to  my  desolate  heart. 

Joseph  Swain. 


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".4  Dcscnj)(iu/L  v/  Chrisl  by  Jlis  Grace  and  Pow- 
er^* is  the  author's  title  to  the  original,  which  con- 
tains nine  double  stanzas,  ami  is  found  in  his  A'r- 
perlinvntaLJ^ssays  on  Divine  Subjects  in  Verse,  Ui)^. 


371  8s.    D. 

How  sliall  a  lost  sinner,  in  pain, 
Recover  his  forfeited  peace? 
When  brouglit  into  bondage  again, 

AVhat  hope  of  a  second  release  ? 
Will  mercy  itself  be  so  kind 

To  spare  a  poor  rebel  like  me  ? 
And  O  can  I  possibly  find 
Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ? 

2  0  Jesus,  of  thee  I  inquire, 

If  still  thou  art  able  to  save. 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire, 

And  ransom  my  soul  from  the  grave : 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  restore, 

And  show  me  the  life-giving  blood, 
And  pardon  a  sinner  once  more, 
And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Ilymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.    Author's 
tUle:  '■''For  one  Fallen  /ran  Grace.^*    There  ai-e 
two  more  double  stanzas. 


372  s.  51. 

AND  Avilt  thou  yet  be  found? 
And  may  I  still  draw  near? 
Tlien  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  jirayer. 

2  Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 

If  still  the  same  thou  art : 
To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord  ! 
Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 

3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 

The  strugglings  of  my  will, 


The  foes  that  interrui)t  my  re^t. 
The  agonies  I  feel. 

4  O  my  offended  Lord, 

Restore  my  inward  peace : 
I  know  thou  canst;  pronounce  the  word. 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease ! 

5  I  long  to  see  thy  face. 

Thy  Spirit  I  implore, 
The  living  water  of  thy  grace. 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1740.  Title: 
"jT/ze  Resignation.^''  The  original  has  twenty-two 
stanzas.  The  hymns  beginning,  '■'-  When  shall  tliy 
love  constrain"  (No.  3'2!)),  and  "And  can  1  yet  tie- 
lay"  (No.  330;,  are  continuations  of  this  hymu. 


373  s.  M. 

0  JESUS!  full  of  grace. 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan ; 
Let  me  again  behold  thy  liice. 
Call  home  thy  banished  one. 

2  Again  my  i)ardon  seal ; 

Again  my  soul  restore, 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

3  Again  thy  love  reveal, 

Restore  that  inward  heaven : 
O  grant  me  once  again  to  feel. 
Through  faith,  my  sins  forgiven  I 

4  Thy  utmost  mercy  show  ; 

Say  to  my  drooping  soul : 
"  In  peace  and  full  assurance  go. 
Thy  f\iith  liath  made  thee  whole." 

Charles  Wesley. 
From   Hymns  on  God's  Ei>erlastinf/  Love^  1741. 
Tlie  original  contains  six  double  stanzas. 


SECTIOX  VII. 

CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

1.   JUSTIFICATION  AND  THE  NEW  BIRTH. 


374  c.  M. 

OFOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
Tiie  triumphs  of  his  grace ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad. 
The  honors  of  thy  Name, 

3  Jesus !  the  Name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancelled  sin, 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free : 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks — and,  listening  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive ; 
The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice ; 
The  humble  jDOor  believe. 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 

Your  loosened  tongues  employ  ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come, 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
"For  the  Anniversary  Day  of  One^s  Conversion  " 
is  the  author's  title  to  this  hymn,  Avhich  was  writ- 
ten May  21, 1839,  one  year  after  his  conversion,  and 
was  first  published  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems, 
1740.  This  is  the  opening  hymn  iu  the  Wesleyan 
collection  and  also  in  the  Hymnal  of  the  Methodist 
Episcopal  Church.  The  original  hymn  contains 
eighteen  stanzas,  the  above  being  the  seventh  to 
the  twelfth  inclusive.  This  selection  of  stanzas 
was  made  by  John  Wesley,  who  also  changeil  "  My 


dear  Redeemer's  praise  "  to  "  INIy  great  Redeemer's 
praise"  in  the  second  line  of  the  hymn  as  given 
above.  It  is  said  that  some  time  before  this  hymn 
was  written  the  authorwas  speaking  to  Peter  Boh - 
ler,  a  pious  Moravian  minister,  concerning  liis 
conversion  and  the  sweet  sense  ol  pardon  sealeil 
on  his  conscience, — adding, however,— "But  I  sup- 
pose I  liad  better  keep  silent  about  it."  The  good 
Moravian  shook  him  by  the  hand  and  replied:  ''O 
no,  my  brother;  if  I  had  a  thousand  tongues,  I 
would  ])raise  my  Redeemer  with  them  alll" 
Whereupon  the  poet  Avent  off  and  wrote: 

"O  for  a  thousand  tongucs,to  sing 
IMy  dear  Redeemer's  praise!  " 
It  is,  however,  in  the  first  six  stanzas  of  the  hymn, 
which  are  omitted  above,  that  the  author  speaks 
more  particularly  of  his  conversion: 

1  Glory  to  God,  and  praise  and  love, 

Be  ever,  ever  given; 
By  saints  below  and  saints  above, 
Tlie  Church  in  earth  and  heaven. 

2  On  this  glad  day  the  glorious  Sun 

Of  I'ighteousness  arose. 
On  my  benighted  soul  he  shone, 
And  filled  it  Mith  repose. 

3  Sudden  expired  the  legal  strife; 

'Twas  then  I  ceased  to  grieve. 
]My  second,  leal,  living  life, 
1  then  began  to  live. 

4  Then  Avith  my  heart  I  first  believed, 

Believed  Avith  faith  divine; 
Power  with  the  Holy  (iliost  received 
To  call  the  Saviour  mine. 

5  I  felt  my  Lord's  atoning  blood 

Close  to  my  soul  applied; 
3/c,  me  he  loved— the  Son  of  God 
For  «*(?,  for  me  he  died  I 

0  I  found,  and  owned  his  promise  true. 
Ascertained  of  my  part. 
My  i)ardon  passed  in  heaven  1  knew. 
When  written  on  my  heart. 

(157) 


158 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


At  the  time  of  Clunk's  \Ve;!.lcy's  conversion  he  was 
conliiied  by  a  severe  attack  of  i)lcuiisy  to  liis  room 
in  the  lioiise  of  Tlionias  liray,  a  brazier  living  in 
Little  Britain.  (The  exact  location  of  this  resi- 
lience, after  many  years  of  <lilii,'ent  and  careful  in- 
fjuiry,  was  delinilely  ascertaineil  in  ISSl.)  The 
following:  account  of  the  author's  conversion  is 
taken  from  his  journal: 

The  Day  oi"  Vestkcost.—'-'- Sunday,  2\st  May, 
1738.— I  waked  in  hope  and  c.\i)ectationof  Jlis com- 
ing. At  nine  my  brother  and  some  friends  came 
and  sang  a  hymn  to  the  Holy  Ghost  |  probably  that 
written  by  his  brother  Samnel].  My  comfort  and 
hope  were  hereby  increased.  In  about  half  an 
liour  they  went.  1  betook  myself  to  prayer;  the 
substance  as  follows:— 'O  Jesus,  Thou  liast  said, 
"I  will  come  unto  yon;"  Thou  hast  said,  "I  will 
send  tlie  Comforter  unto  you;"  Thou  hast  said, 
"My  Father  and  1  will  come  unto  you,  anil  make 
our  abode  with  you."  Thou  art  God,  who  canst 
not  lie;  I  wholly  rely  upon  Thy  most  true  promise: 
accomplish  it  in  Thy  time  an.d  manner.'  Having 
said  this,  1  wascomposing  myself  to  sleep  in  quiet- 
ness and  i)eace,  when  1  heard  one  come  in  and  say, 
*In  the  name  of  Jesus  of  Nazareth,  arise,  and  be- 
lieve, and  thou  Shalt  be  healed  of  all  thine  infirmi- 
ties.' Tiie  words  struck  me  to  the  heart.  I  lay 
musing  and  trembling.  ^Vith  a  strange  palpita- 
tion of  the  heart,  I  said,  yet  feared  to  say,  'I  be- 
lieve, I  believe! '  "  Mr.  Bray  told  IMr.  Wesley  that 
his  sister,  Mrs.  Turner,  had  been  ordered  by  Christ 
to  say  those  words  to  him.  JJy  degrees  the  dark- 
ness of  his  unbelief  was  cleared  away;  and  imme- 
diately he  was  thoroughly  convinced,  he  fell  to  in- 
tercession. Looking  into  the  Scriptures,  he  read, 
"And  now.  Lord,  what  is  my  hope?  Truly  my 
hope  is  even  in  Thee."  Anfl  again,  "  lie  hath  put 
a  new  song  in  my  month,  even  a  thanksgiving  unto 
our  God."  Charles  Wesley  adds,  "I  now  found 
myself  at  peace  with  (Jod,  and  rejoiced  in  hope  of 
loving  Christ."  

JESUS,  tliou  everlasting  Kin":, 
A(;ee|)t  the  tribute  which  we  hrinir; 
Accept  thy  well-deserved  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  tliy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  ])e 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee — 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  received  the  i)ledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  hai)py  day, 
0  may  it  ever,  ever  stiiy ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  ho)d, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold ! 

4  Each  foU'wing  minut(»  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 


Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name 

At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'-'The  Coronation  of  Christ,  aiid  Espousals  of  tlie 
Churcfi"  is  the  author's  title  to  this  hymn  in  his 
Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  He  bases  it  on 
Song  of  Sol.  iii.  2:  "  I  will  seek  him  whom  my  soul 
loveth."  The  first  and  last  stanzas  arc  omitted: 
1  Daughters  of  Zion,  come,  behold 

The  crown  of  honor  and  of  gold 

Which  the  glad  Church  with  joys  unknown 

Placed  on  tlie  head  of  Solomon. 
G  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away 

And  bring  that  coronation  day! 

The  King  of  grace  shall  fill  the  throne 

With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 
The  author  wrote  "f/jc  well -deserved"  instead  of 
"thy  "in  the  first  verse,  and  "c/earhour"  in  the 
second  verse  instead  of  "blest."  In  the  second 
line  of  the  third  verse  he  wrote  '■'■Our  ficarfs 
would  tvish  it  long  to  stay,"''  and  in  the  last  line, 
"  Nor  comfort  sink,'*  instead  of  "  hope  decline." 


370  L.  M. 

JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
a\Iy  beauty  are,  mj'  glorious  dress ; 
Midst  [laming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
AVith  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thj^  great  day. 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 
Fully  absolved  through  these  I  am. 
From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  The  holy,  meek,  unspotted  Lamb, 
AVho  from 'the  Father's  bosom  came, 
Who  died  for  me,  e'en  me,  t'  atone, 
Now  for  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord,  I  believe  thy  precious  blood, 
AVhich,  at  the  merc^^-seat  of  God, 
For  ever  doth  for  sinners  i)lead, 
For  mCf  e'en  for  my  soul,  was  shed. 

5  Lord,  I  believe  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore, 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid, 
For  ALL  a  full  atonement  made. 

Count  Zimcndorf.  Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
"The  Iielievei-\s  Triumph'^  is  the  original  title 
of  this  magnificent  hymn.  It  is  perhaps  the  most 
l)opular  of  all  John  Wesley's  translations.  The 
translation  contained  twenty-four  stanzas.  It  was 
made  in  17l{i),  and  first  iiublished  in  Hymns  and 
Sacred  J'oeuis,  1710.  The  last  stanza  originally 
closed  with  the  following  couplet: 


JUSTIFICATION  AND  THE  NEW  BIRTH. 


ir.o 


••"  For  all  thou  hast  the  ransom  given, 
Purchased  for  all  peace,  life,  and  heaven." 
It  was  changed  by  the  translator  for  his  Collec- 
tion, in  1779.  Some  INIcthodists  are  hypercritical  in 
thinking 'thej'  tlisccrn  a  theology  in  the  first  two 
lines  of  this  hymn  not  in  accord  Avith  the  Wesleyan 
Arminian  system. 


377  L.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  foitli,  eternal  Word, 
Whose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame, 
Faitli,  hke  its  Finisher  and  Lord, 
To-day,  as  yesterday,  the  same, — 

2  To  thee  our  humble  hearts  aspire, 

And  ask  the  gift  unspeakable : 
Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire, 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfill. 

3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong  to  save ; 

(Save  us,  a  present  Saviour,  thou  !) 
Whate'er  we  hope,  by  faith  we  have ; 
Future  and  past  subsisting  now. 

4  To  him  that  in  th}'  name  believes. 

Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given : 
Into  himself  he  all  receives — 

Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

5  The  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense, 

Unseen  by  reason's  glimm'ring  ray, 
With  strong,  commanding  evidence, 
Their  heavenly  origin  display. 

6  Faith  lends  its  realizing  light, 

The  clouds  disperse,  the  shadows  fly, 
Th'  Invisible  appears  in  sight. 
And  God  is  seen  by  mortal  eye. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'■The  Life  of  Faith,  Ezemplifled  in  the  Eleventh 
Chapter  of  St.  PaiiVs  E^nstle  to  the  IFebretvs^^  is 
the  author's  title  to  his  poetic  paraphrase  upon 
this  chapter.  The  original  contains  eight3'-five 
stanzas.  The  hymn  above  is  composed  of  the  first 
six  stanzas,  and  is  based  on  the  first  verse: 
"Now  faith  is  the  substance  of  things  hoped  foi*, 
the  evidence  of  things  not  seen."  It  is  fvon\  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1740. 


378  L.M.   61. 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain ; 
The  wounds  of  Jesus — for  my  sin 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain, 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay. 
When  earth  and  heaven  are  fled  away. 


2  Father,  thine  everlasting  grace 

Our  scanty  thought  surpasses  far: 
Tliy  heart  still  melts  with  tenderness; 

Thy  arms  of  love  still  open  are, 
Heturning  sinners  to  receive, 
That  mercy  they  may  taste,  and  live. 

3  0  Love,  thou  bottomless  abyss  ! 

My  sins  are  swallowed  uj)  in  thee; 
Covered  is  my  unrighteousness. 

Nor  spot  of  guilt  remains  on  me. 
While  Jesus'  blood,  through  earth  and 

skies, 
JMercy,  free,  boundless  mercy,  cries  ! 

4  By  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea : 

Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee ; 

I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast : 
Aw^ay,  sad  dou])t,  and  anxious  fear, 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

5  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head. 

Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends 
be  gone. 
Though  joys  be  withered  all  and  dead. 

Though  every  comfort  be  withdrawn, — 
On  this  my  steadfast  soul  relies. 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

6  Fixed  on  this  ground  will  I  remain. 

Though  my  heart  fail,  and  flesh  decay ; 
This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away ; 
Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove. 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love. 

John  Andrew  Bathe.    Tr.  by  Johyi  Wesley. 

'■'■Iledemption  Eotind"  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.  In  the  fourth 
verse  Wesley  wrote  "Tr7//i  faith"  instead  of  "-T?.;/ 
faith."  This  hymn  in  the  German,  contained  ten 
stanzas,  and  was  dedicated  by  the  author  to  his 
friend,  Count  Ziuzendorf,  on  his  birthday  in  172S. 
"Perhaps  there  is  not,"  observes  Stevenson,  "  in 
the  whole  collection  a  hymn  which  is  so  full  of 
Scripture  truth  in  Scripture  phraseology.  One 
lover  of  this  hymn  has  been  led  to  compare  it  to  the 
word  of  God,  and  he  has  found  no  less  than  thirty- 
six  separate  passages  of  Scrii)ture  which,  in  lan- 
guage or  spirit,  corresi)ond  with  t!ic  several  lines 
of  this  hymn.  When  the  translation  of  this  hymn 
was  finished,  John  Wesley  sent  a  copy  of  it  to  P. 
H.  Molther,  one  of  the  German  IMoravians  in  Lon- 
don, and  under  date  of  January  2'),  1740,  ^Iv  ^lol- 
ther  returned  the  translation  Avith  his  approval  of 
all  but  one  verse,  which  Mr.  Wesley  altered  as 
suggested." 


IGO 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


379  s.  M. 

0  BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
Whose  sins  ai'e  covered  o'er ! 
Divinely  blest,  to  Avhom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past. 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  AVhile  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound ; 
Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  leady  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keej)  near  the  throne  ; 
Our  hel])  in  times  of  deep  distress 

Is  found  in  God  alone. 

Isaac  Watts. 
*^ Forgiveness  of  Sins  upon  Confession''^  is  the 
title  of  this  in  tlie  author's  Psalms  of  David,  17]9. 
It  is  based  on  Ps.  xxxii.  1-G:  "  Blessed  is  he  whose 
transgression  is  forgiven,  whose  sin  is  covered. 
Blessed  is  the  man  unto  whom  the  Lord  imputeth 
not  iniquity,  and  in  whose  spirit  there  is  no  guile. 
...  I  acknowledge  my  sin  unto  thee,  and  mine 
Iniquity  have  I  not  hid,  I  said,  I  will  confess  my 
transgressions  unto  the  Lord:  and  thou  forgavest 
the  iniquity  of  my  sin.  Sclah.  For  this  shall 
every  one  that  is  godly  pray  unto  thee  in  a  time 
when  thou  maystbe  found:  surely  in  the  Hoods  of 
great  waters  they  shall  not  come  nigh  unto  him." 


380 


S.  M. 


Hr)W  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiven  ? 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
;My  name  inscribed  in  heaven  ? 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen 
With  confidence  we  tell ; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men 
The  signs  infallible. 

8  We  who  in  Christ  believe 
That  he  for  us  hath  died, 
We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  applied. 

4  Exult'^  our  rising  soul. 

Disburdened  of  her  load, 


And  swells  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
These  arc  the  first  tAvo  of  eight  double  stanzas  of 
a  hymn  on  ''The  Marks  of  Faith,"  found  in  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.  It  is  continued  in  No.  383. 


381  s.  M. 

NOT  with  our  mortiil  eyes 
Have  we  beheld  tlie  Lord ; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  tiste  thy  love. 

Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heaven  begins  below. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'■Christ  unseen  and  beloved''^  is  the  title  of  this 
in  the  author's //j/wJ'S  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707. 
It  is  based  on  1  Pet.  i.  8:  "  Whom  having  not  seen, 
ye  love:  in  whom,  though  now  ye  see  him  not,  yet 
believing,  ye  rejoice  with  joy  unspeakable  and  full 
of  glory." 


382  s.  M. 

BEHOLD !  w^hat  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  hath  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  does  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here. 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

]\Iay  trials  well  endure, 
^lay  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 

To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

Isaac  Watts. 

*■'■  Adoption''^  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  author's 
Hjnnns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  It  is  based  on 
1  .John  lii.  l-;5:  "Behold  what  manner  of  love  the 


JUSTIFICATION  AND  THE  NEW  BIRTH. 


IGl 


Father  hath  bestowed  111)011  us,  that  we  should  be 
called  the  sons  of  God!  therefore  the  world  know- 
cth  us  not,  because  it  knew  him  not.  Beloved, 
now  are  we  the  sons  of  God;  and  it  doth  not  yet 
appear  what  we  shall  be;  but  we  know  that  when 
he  shall  appear,  we  shall  be  like  him;  for  we  shall 
see  him  as  he  is.  And  every  man  that  hath  this 
hope  in  him  purilieLh  himself,  even  as  he  is  pure." 
Two  stanzas  are  omitted  above: 
2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing 

That  we  should  be  unknown; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne. 
My  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


383  s.  M. 

WE  by  his  Spirit  prove, 
And  know  the  things  of  God, 
The  things  which  freely  of  his  love 
He  hath  on  us  bestowed. 
2  His  Spirit  us  he  gave, 

AVho  dwells  in  us,  we  know : 
The  witness  in  ourselves  we  have, 
And  all  its  fruits  we  show. 
8  Our  nature's  turned,  our  mind 
Transformed  in  all  its  powers  ; 
And  both  the  witnesses  are  joined, 
The  Spirit  of  God  with  ours. 

4  Whate'er  our  pard'ning  Lord 

Commands,  we  gladly  do ; 
And,  guided  by  his  sacred  word, 
We  all  his  steps  pursue. 

5  His  glory  our  design, 

We  live  our  God  to  please  ; 

And  rise,  with  filial  fear  divine, 

To  perfect  holiness. 

Charles  Wesley. 

This  is  apart  of  the  aiithor's  hymn  on '''■TJie 
Marks  of  FaitJi,^'  beginning  "How  can  a  sinner 
know."    (No.  380.) 


384  c.  p.  M. 

AWAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound. 
My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found. 
And  knew  not  where  to  go : 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 
Or  sink  in  endless  woe. 
11 


2  I  heard  the  law  its  thunders  roll, 
While  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul — 

A  vast  oppressive  load ; 
All  creature-aid  I  saw  was  vain ; 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

3  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  belli 

And  broke  the  tempter's  snare ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

4  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay. 

The  gracious  Saviour  passed  that  way. 

And  felt  his  pity  move ; 
The  sinner,  once  by  justice  slain. 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 
And  sings  redeeming  love. 

/Samson  Oecum. 
This  hymn  is  invested  with  a  peculiar  interest 
growling  out  of  the  fact  that  it  was  written  by  a 
converted  Indian.  Occum  (spelled  also  Ockhum 
and  Occom)  was  converted  under  the  preaching  of 
Whitefield  in  America,  and  became  a  most  laseful 
minister  of  the  gospel,  and  one  of  the  most  noted 
that  his  race  has  ever  produced.  This  hymn  Avas 
written  in  1760,  and  first  appeared  (so  far  as  is 
known)  in  a  small  collection  of  hj-mns  published  at 
AVilkesbarre,  Pa.,  the  latter  part  of  the  last  cent- 
ury, the  sixth  edition  of  which  is  dated  Albany, 
N.  Y.,  1804,  It  there  begins  "AVaked  by  the  gos- 
pel's joyful  sound,"  and  has  eight  stanzas.  It  was 
altered  to  its  present  form  either  by  Daniel  Dodge 
for  his  Selection  (1808),  or  by  Asahel  Nettleton  for 
his  Village  Hymns  (]824).  It  is  said  to  have  been 
in  common  use  in  England  as  early  as  1809.  Its  in- 
troduction there  Avas  probably  due  in  part  to  the 
fact  that  the  author  visited  England  in  17(56  to  raise 
funds  for  an  Indian  school.  Being  the  first  Indian 
pi-eacher  that  had  visited  England,  he  attracted 
wide-spread  attention  and  was  received  Avith  great 
favor,  as  is  shown  by  the  fact  that  he  secured  fifty 
thousand  dollars  for  liis  school  (Avhich  afterward 
became  Dartmouth  College).  This  hymn  was 
translated  into  W'elsh  in  1814  by  Rev.  Thomas 
Thomas,  and  has  since  been  constantly  and  usefully 
employed  in  revival  services. 


385 


H 


ARK,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word ; 
Jesus  speaks,  he  speaks  to  thee : 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


2  "  I  tlelivcivd  thee  -when  bouiul, 

Ami,  wlion  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound ; 
.Sought  thee  wiind'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  tliy  darkness  into  light. 

S  "  Can  a  mother's  tender  care 
Ceiuse  toward  tlie  child  she  bare? 
Ye?5  she  may  forgetful  he, 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "Mine  is  an  unchanging  love. 
Higher  than  the  height-^  above. 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
AViien  the  work  of  faith  is  done; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?  " 

G  Tx)rd,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  still  so  faint; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore : 
0  for  grace  to  love  thee  more! 

William  Coxvper. 
^'■Lavcst  Thou  Me  f^  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in 
iYidOlncy  Collection^  \"'^.  In  verse  five,  line  two, 
the  author  Avrote  "  grace  "  instead  of  "  faith,"  and 
in  verse  six,  line  two, '■'■weak  and  faint"  instead  of 
"s^tVi  so  faint."  It  is  hascd  on  John  xxi.  16:  "He 
saith  to  him  again  tlie  second  time,  Riinon,  son  of 
Jonas,  lovest  thou  nic?  He  saith  unto  him.  Yea, 
Lord:  thou  knowest  that  I  love  thee.  He  saith 
unto  him.  Feed  my  sheci)."  Tlie  third  vrrse  ap- 
propriates veryhappily  the  expressive  figure  found 
in  Isaiali  xlix.  15,  10:  "Can  a  woman  foi-get  her 
sucking  child,  that  she  should  not  have  compassion 
on  the  son  of  her  womb?  yea,  they  may  forget,  yet 
Willi  not  forget  thee.  IJehold  I  have  graven  tliee 
upon  the  ]ialms  of  my  hands;  thy  Avalla  are  cou- 
tinuallv  before  me." 


380  n.  M. 

AKTSE,  my  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears: 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  : 
Before  tlie  throne  my  Sur(>ty  stands, 
!My  nanu!  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above. 
For  me  to  intt^rcede; 
His  all-redeeming  love. 
His  precious  blood,  to  plead: 


His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race. 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

lieceived  on  Calvary ; 
They  pour  efiectual  prayers. 

They  strongly  speak  for  me : 
"  Forgive  him,  O  forgive,"  they  cry, 
"  Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die  I " 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  Anointed  One ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son : 
His  Spirit  answei-s  to  the  blood. 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconciled, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear ; 
AVith  confidence  I  now  di-aw  nigh, 
And,  *'  Father,  Abba,  Father,"  cry. 

Charles  Wesley. 

In  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742,  this  bean 
the  title,  '■'■Behold  the  Man!^'  This  is  one  of  the 
most  useful  hymns  ever  written.  It  has  been 
blessed  to  the  salvation  of  multitudes  of  penitent 
souls  not  only  in  England  and  America,  but  also  in 
heathen  lands,  as  the  following  testimony  will 
show.  It  is  from  Kev.  Matthew  Cranswick,  an 
English  Wesleyan  minister,  who  formerly  labored 
as  a  missionary  in  the  West  Indies.  "  I  feel  it  due 
to  the  lionor  an<l  glory  of  c;od  to  infoi-ni  you  of  the 
utility  of  one  hymn  in  particular,  that  commenc- 
ing, 'Arise,  my  soul,  arise,'  etc.  I  have  a  record  of 
upwards  of  two  hundred  i)ersons,  young  and  old, 
who  received  the  most  direct  evidence  of  the  for- 
giveness of  their  sins  while  singing  tliat  hymn  at 
different  services  and  at  various  periods.  The  con- 
version of  the  greatest  number  of  these  persons 
took  i)lace  whilst  I  was  a  missionary  abroad.  My 
plan  of  using  the  hymn  av.ms  tlie  following:  After 
ascertaining  as  far  as  ])ossible  that  tlie  professed 
sorrow  of  the  iienitent  was  godly  soi-row,  wc  then 
commenced  singing  that  hymn,  reiiuesting  the 
l)enitents  to  join.  Some  of  them  would  hesitate  t» 
sing  the  last  verse;  in  that  case  I  would  begin  to 
sing  the  whole  or  part  of  the  hymn  again,  until  the 
Itcnitents  had  obtained  courage  losing  every  i)art. 
I  have  never  known  one  instance  of  a  sincere  iieni- 
tent failing  to  receive  a  joyous  sense  of  ])ardop 
while  singing  that  hymn.  T'pon  one  occasion 
seven  young  persons,  under  concei'n  for  their  sa  - 
vation,  visited  me;  after  about  two  hours' engage- 
ment, praying.  <'tc.,  while  singing  that  hymn,  six 
of  them  ubtuiued  u  clear  sunsu  of  pardon.    I  do 


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103 


uuL  lliiiik  it  possible  for  any  sincere  ])erson  to  read 
or  sing  that  hymn  withont  i)ro(it.  There  is  in  it 
«iircct  reference  to  the  Trinitj%  and  the  apparent 
ottice  of  each— the  intercession  of  Christ,  the  aton- 
ing blood,  the  assistance  of  the  Holy  Spirit,  the 
love  of  the  Father,  and  in  the  last  verse  the  neces- 
sary effort  of  faith  made  by  the  penitent." 


387  L.  M. 

WHO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 
Through  all  the  courts  of  paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born ! 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  formed  anew  ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'"''Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  Repenting  Sinner  "  is  the 
title  of  this  hyniu  in  the  author's  Hymns  and 
Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  It  is  based  on  Luke  xv.  10: 
"There  is  joy  in  the  presence  of  the  angels  of  God 
over  one  sinner  thatrepenteth." 


388  c.  M. 

O'TIS  delight  without  alloy, 
Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name; 
My  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy, 
I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

2  My  passions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 

AVhen  love  inspires  my  breast! — 
Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
The  sovereign  of  the  rest. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease. 
And  sound  from  every  joyful  string 
Through  all  the  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Let  life  immortal  seize  my  clay ; 

Let  love  refine  my  blood  ; 
Her  flames  can  bear  my  soul  away, 
Can  bring  me  near  my  God. 

5  Swift  I  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 

And  hasten  to  my  home ; 
I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  embrace, 
I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come ! 


G  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills. 
Let  sin  and  death  remove  ; 
'Tis  love  that  drives  my  chariot  wheels, 
And  death  must  yield  to  Icne. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'■Ascending  to  Him  in  Heaven''^  is  the  author's 
title  to  this  hymn  as  found  in  his  ITorm  Lyriva\ 
1709.  The  rapture  and  tiansports  of  love  have 
rarely  found  more  glowing  description  than  in  this 
hymn,  especially  in  the  two  last  stanzas.  In  the 
first  line  the  author  wrote,  "  'Tis  pure  delight; ''  in 
verse  two  "while'  instead  of  "when;"  in  verse 
three,  "fear"  instead  of  "hojje,"  '■'•Must  sound" 
instead  of  ^'■Ajid  sonn«l,"  and  "the  sweet  groves" 
instead  of  "all  the  realms;"  in  verse  six,  "guilt" 
instead  of  "sin.' 


389  8s,  7s,  4s. 

OTHOU  God  of  my  salvation, 
My  Redeemer  from  all  sin. 
Moved  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee : 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin? 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour: 

He  hath  brought  salvation  near, 
Manifests  his  pard'ning  favor ; 
And,  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

3  AVhile  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 

"  Glory  to  the  great  I  AM ! " 
I  with  them  will  still  be  vying, 
"  Glory !  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! " 

O  how  precious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name ! 

4  Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 

Unperceived  they  mix  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crowned  us. 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song : 

Hallelujah ! 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong ! 

5  Now  I  see  with  joy  and  wonder, 

Whence  the  gracious  spring  arose; 
Angel  minds  are  lost  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  mysterious  cause ; 

Yet  the  blessing 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows. 

Thomas  Olivers. 


IGl 


CHUISTIAN  EXrEniE>'CE. 


This  '■^Jli/mti  of  Praise  to  Christ  "  first  appeared 
appended  to  a  short  account  of  the  death  of  Mary 
Lau^JTSon,  of  Taxall,  Cheshire,  January  29,  17(i9.  It 
IS  attributed  to  Olivers  only  on  internal  and  cir- 
cumstantial evidence.  lie  Avas  the  pastor  of  the 
deceased  at  the  time  of  her  death.  The  beautiful 
climax  of  the  hynni  has  been  destroyed  by  omit- 
ting the  last  stanza: 

6  This  hath  set  me  all  on  fire; 

Stronj^ly  glows  thefiamc  of  love: 
Higher  mounts  my  soul,  and  higher, 
Struggles  for  its  swift  remove; 

Then  I'll  praise  him 
In  a  nobler  strain  above! 


390  c  M. 

WHAT  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love? 
*  T   My  loving  God  to  praise  ? 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height  to 
prove, 
And  de^jth,  of  sovereign  grace  ? 
2  Thy  sovereign  grace  to  all  extends, 
Immense  and  unconfined ; 
From  age  to  age  it  never  ends. 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 
8  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known, 
Wide  as  infinity — 
So  wide,  it  never  passed  by  one, 
Or  it  had  passed  by  me. 
4  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love. 
What  angel  tongue  can  tell? 
O  may  I  to  tlie  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  a  i)oem  of  eighteen  stanzas,  beginning,  "  O 
what  an  evil  heart  havc-1 1 " — found  in  Jlymns  and 
Sacred  Poems,  1749. 


391  7s,  Gs,  7,  8. 

VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good  I 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue. 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trami)le  on  thy  wealth  and  pride: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 
2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 
'Tis  all  but  vanity  ; 
Clirist,  the  Lamb  of  ("JodjWas  slain, 
lie  tasted  death  for  me  ! 


Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 
Tiie  sin-atoning  Victim  died: 

Only  Jesus  will  I  know. 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest ; 

]\Iy  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

.Shall  never  more  depart : 
AVhither  should  a  sinner  go? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace. 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow,  "    I 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite 

This  saving  truth  to  prove, 
Showtlie  length,  the  breadth,  the  height. 

And  depth,  of  Jesus'  love ! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  applied: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

Charles  Wesley. 

"I  am  Determined  to  Know  Xothinq  Save  .Testis 

CJirist  and  Jlini  Crucified  "  is  the  title,  ns  well  as 

Scripture  basis,  of   this  hj'mn.    The  original   in 

Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1712,  has  nine  stanzas. 


392  c.  M. 

JOY  is  a  fruit  tliat  will  not  grow- 
In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 

And  made  his  glories  known, 
There  fruits  of  heavenly  joy  and  peace 
Are  found — an<l  there  alone. 

3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  jiard'ning  love, 
A  ho])e  that  triumphs  over  death — 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 


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4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  veil, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine — 
Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable,  divine ! 

5  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  tlie  mind  ; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 
.  John  Newton. 

This,  beautiful  hymn  is  contained  in  no  other 
Chixrch  collection  so  far  as  the  writer  has  been  able 
to  discover.  It  is  a  Christian  lyric  of  very  high  or- 
der. In  the  Olncy  Hymns^  1779,  it  bears  the  title: 
'■'■The  Joy  of  the  Lord  is  your  Slrcngth,^^  and  is 
based  on  Neheniiah  viii.  10:  "Neither  be  ye  sorry; 
for  the  joy  of  the  Lord  is  your  strength." 


393  c.  M. 

LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue ; 
It  has  no  charms  for  me : 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  can  no  longer  please, 

Nor  happiness  afford : 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed, 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice ; 

I  bid  them  all  depart : 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 

John  Newton. 
Title:  '■'•Old  things  Are  paused  Atvay.''''  Based 
on  2  Cor.  v.  17:  "Therefore,  if  any  man  be  in 
Christ,  he  is  anew  creature:  old  things  are  passed 
away;  behold,  all  things  aie  become  new."  It  is 
from  the  Olney  Hymns,  1779.  The  first  two  lines  of 
the  second  stanza  have  been  slightly  altered.  New- 
ton wrote : 

"  Its  pleasures  notv  no  longer  please, 
No  more  co9itent  afford." 
The  fifth  and  sixth  stanzas  have  been  omitted: 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone. 

And  holy  live  to  thee; 
But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  OAvn 
A  worthless  worm  like  me? 

6  Yes!  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 

I  cannot  doubt  thy  will; 


For  if  thou  hadst  not  loved  me  first, 
1  had  refused  thee  still. 
There  were  unawakened  and  worldly  ministers  in 
Newton's  day,  but  he  was  not  one  of  them.  Sucli 
a  one,  however  gifted  as  a  poet,  could  never  have 
written  this  hymn.  Newton  was  i)owerfully  con- 
victed, soundly  converted,  thoroughly  consecrated, 
deeply  spiritual.  It  takes  such  an  experience  to 
pi-epare  one  to  write  such  a  hymn  as  this,  and  lit- 
tle less  to  sing  it  "  with  the  spirit  and  the  under- 
standing." 

A  Scotch  girl,  converted  under  "Whitefiehl's  min- 
istry, was  asked  if  her  heart  Avas  changed.  She 
replied:  "Something  I  know  is  changed;  it  may 
be  the  world,  it  may  be  my  heart.  There  is  a  great 
change  somewhere  I  am  sure,  for  every  thing  is 
diflerent  from  what  it  once  Avas." 


394  L.  M. 

T  THIRST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
J-  To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood, 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds  ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee! 

Seal  thou  my  breast  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  sheltered  in  thy  bleeding  side  ! 
Who  life  and  strength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death. 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  ? 
Thou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move : 
0  wondrous  grace  !  O  boundless  love ! 

Count  Zinzendorf.  Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
It  is  not  altogether  certain  that  Zinzendorf  is  the 
author  of  this  hymn.  It  has  been  accredited,  in 
part  or  in  whole,  to  John  Nitschman,  and  also  to 
Anna  Nitschman,who  became  the  second  wife  of 
Count  Zinzendorf.  Wesley's  translation  Avas  first 
published  in  1740  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Pocins. 
The  following  hymn  is  a  continuation  of  this. 


39, 


L.  M. 


H 


OW  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring  ? 
INIake  slaves  the  partners  of  th}'-  throne, 
Decked  with  a  never-fading  crown ! 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


2  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost;  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 

"  My  Lord,  my  Love  is  crucified." 

3  Ah  !  Lord,  enlarge  our  scanty  thought, 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hast  wrought; 
Unloose  our  stamm'ring  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable ! 

4  Fii-st-born  of  many  brethren  thou, 
To  thee,  lo !  all  our  souls  we  bow  ; 

To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  give ; 

Thine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live! 
Count  Zinzendorf.    Tv.hy  John  Wesley. 

This  is  the  second  half  of  a  hymn  of  eight  stanzas 
beginning,  "•  I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God." 
(See  note  under  the  preceding  hj-mu.) 


396  L  M 

HAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race, 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy,  beyond  description,  he 

Who  knows,  "  the  Saviour  died  for  me ! " 

The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 

And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Wisdom  divine!  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise? 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer. 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  filled  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortid  praise — 
Riches  of  Christ  on  all  bestowed. 

And  honor  that  descends  from  God. 

5  To  jmrest  joys  she  all  invites, 
Chaste,  holy,  spiritual  delights : 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace. 

G  llappy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains; 

Thrice  happy  who  his  guest  retains :    . 

He  owns,  and  shall  for  ever  own, 

Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 
Charles  Wesley. 

From  Rrthinplion  Ili/mns,  1717.  It  is  based  on 
Pi-ov.  iii.  l:}-18:  "IIai»pyis  the  man  Ihat  dndetli 
wisdom,  and  the  man  that  getteth  nnclerstanding: 


For  the  merchandise  of  it  is  better- thau  the  mer- 
chandise of  silver,  and  the  gain  thereof  thau  line 
gold.  She  is  more  precious  than  rubies:  and  all 
the  things  thou  canst  desire  are  not  to  be  compared 
unto  her.  Length  of  days  is  in  her  right  hand;  and 
in  her  left  hand  riches  and  honor.  Her  ways  are 
ways  of  pleasantness,  and  all  her  i)aths  are  ])eace. 
She  is  a  tiee  of  life  to  them  that  lay  hold  upon  her: 
and  happy  is  every  one  that  relaineth  her."  Three 
stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  Better  she  is  than  richest  mines, 
All  earthly  treasui-es  she  outshines. 
Her  value  above  rul)ies  is. 

And  precious  pearls  are  vile  to  this. 

5  ^yhate'er  thy  heart  can  wish,  is  ])oor 
To  wisdom's  all  sudicient  store: 
rieasure,  and  fame,  and  hcaltli,  and  friends, 
She  all  created  good  transcends. 

6  lie  finds,  who  wisdom  apprehends, 
A  life  begun  that  never  ends; 

The  tree  of  life  divine  she  is. 
Set  iu  the  midst  of  paradise. 


397  L.  M. 

LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  j^ardoned  sin ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and 
sea, 
Tlieir  minds  have  heaven  and  i)eace 
within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  tlieir  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love ; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  fiist  away; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heavenly  hills, 

Where  groves  of  living  i>leasures  grow ! 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 

Rut  spend  the  day  and  share  the  night 
In  nund)ering  o'er  the  richer  joys 

That  Heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 
Isaac  Wads. 
**  The  Pleasures  of  a  Good  Conseieiiec^'  is  the  title 
of  ths  in  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Sonrjs^  1707.  In 
line  one  of  verse  five  the  author  wiotc  "out"  in- 
stead of  "our."    There  is  one  additional  stanza: 


JUSTIFICATION  AND  THE  NEW  BIRTH. 


107 


G  "While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  moles, 
Lie  groveling  in  the  dust  below, 
Almighty  grace  renew  our  souls, 
Aud  we'll  aspire  to  glory  too. 


398  6s,  4s. 

MY  foith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 
Saviour  divine : 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away, 
0  let  me  from  this  day 
Be  wholly  thine ! 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart. 

My  zeal  inspire ! 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  waim,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire ! 

3  "While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
"Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  "SMien  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll ; 

Blest  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 

Fear  and  distrust  remove ; 

O  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul ! 

Ray  Palmer. 

"  This  hymn,"  says  Dr.  Theodore  L.  Cuyler, "  is  by 
far  the  most  precious  contribution  which  Ameri- 
can genius  has  yet  made  to  the  hymnology  of  the 
Christian  Church."  It  was  written  in  December, 
1830,  Avhen  the  author  was  only  twenty-two  years 
old.  He  had  just  graduated  at  Tale  College.  He 
was  poor  and  in  bad  health,  and  was  laboring  un- 
der many  discoxiragements  when  he  wrote  these 
verses,  which  were  "■born  of  his  own  soul."  "I 
gave  form  to  what  I  felt,"  he  says,  "by  writing, 
Avith  little  effort,  these  stanzas.  I  recollect  I 
wrote  them  with  very  tender  emotion,  and  ended 
the  last  line  Avith  tears.  I  composed  them  with  a 
deep  consciousness  of  my  own  needs,  without  the 
elightest  thought  of  Avriting  for  another  eye,  and 
least  of  all  of  writing  a  hymu  for  Christian  wor- 


ship." He  placed  the  manuscript  away  in  liis 
l)ocket  memorandum-book, wbere  it  remained  for 
quite  two  years,  when  one  day  Dr.  Lowell  M;ison 
met  him  on  the  streets  of  Jioston,  and  asked  In  iii  if  he 
did  not  have  something  to  contribute  to  a  new  liymn 
and  tune  book  wliich  be  and  liev.  Thomas  lla."5tiiigs 
were  soon  to  issue  {Spiritual  Suiiys  for  Socinl 
Worship.^  1883).  He  produced  this  hymn  fiom  his 
pocket  note-book,  and  made  a  copy  of  it  for  Dr.  M., 
who  went  to  his  room  and  immediately  wrote  for 
it  the  now  familiar  tune  called  "  Olivet."  A  few 
days  later  Dr.  Mason  met  the  author  and  accosted 
him  thus:  "Mr.  Palmer,  you  may  live  many  years 
and  do  many  good  things,  but  I  thnik  you  will  be 
best  known  to  posterity  as  the  author  of  "■  My  faith 
looks  up  to  thee."  All  of  which  has  been  literally 
verified.  "  Sclf-Consecratio/i^^  is  the  title  which 
the  author  gave  the  hymn.  Before  it  appeai-ed  in 
Dr.  Mason's  Spiritual  Songs  it  had  been  printed, 
it  seems,  anonymously  in  some  American  period- 
ical and  was  reprinted  in  England.  As  there  pub- 
lished, it  contained  six  stanzas,  the  two  first  being 
omitted  in  the  hymn.  Dr.  Andrew  Keed,  of  Scot- 
land, discovered  i;i  the  floating  newspaper  waif  a 
valuable  hymn,  and  gave  it  a  p'ace  in  his  Hymn 
Book;  and  it  seems  to  have  attained  a  more  speedy- 
popularity  in  England  than  in  America.  Of  mod- 
ern hymns  it  is  perhaps  surpassed  in  popularity 
onlj"  by  ^'■JS'earer,  my  God^  to  thee." 


399  c,  p.  M. 

HOW  happy  are  the  new-born  race, 
Partakers  of  adopting  grace ! 
How  pure  the  bliss  they  share ! 
Hid  from  the  world  and  all  its  eyes. 
Within  their  hearts  the  blessing  lies. 
The  spirit  feels  it  there. 

2  The  moment  we  believe,  'tis  ours ; 
And  if  we  love  with  all  our  powers 

The  God  from  whom  it  came, 
And  if  we  serve  Avith  hearts  sincere, 
'Tis  still  discernible  and  clear. 

An  undisputed  claim. 

3  But  ah !  if  foul  and  willful  sin 
Stain  and  dishonor  us  within, 

Farewell  the  joy  we  knew  : 
Again  the  slaves  of  nature's  sway. 
In  labyrinths  of  sin  we  stray. 

Without  a  guide  or  clew. 

4  The  chaste  and  pure  who  fear  to  grieve 
The  gracious  Spirit  the}'  receive, 

His  work  distinctly  tra^-e ; 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


And,  strong  in  undigscmbled  love, 
Boldly  ast^ert  and  clearly  prove 
Their  hearts  his  dwelling-place. 

5  O  Messenger  of  dear  delight, 

"Whose  voice  dispels  the  deepest  night, 

Sweet  peace-proclaiming  Dove ! 
With  thee  at  hand  to  soothe  our  pains, 
No  wish  unsatisfied  remains, 

No  task  but  that  of  love. 
Madame  Guyon.    Tr.  by  William  Cowpcr. 

"The  Testimony  of  Divine  Adoption''^  is  the  title 
of  this  hymn.  The  Fi-ench  original  is  found  in 
Madame  Guyon's  Spiritual  Songs  (Amsterdam, 
1689).  The  Wesley's  were  not  stronger  believers  in 
the  doctrine  of  a  conscious  witness  of  the  Holy 
Sjjiiit  and  entire  sanctification  and  perfect  love  in 
tins  life,  than  was  this  most  eminent  and  spiritual 
mystic  writer.  Cowpci-'s  translation  was  made  in 
1782,  along-  with  several  others,  at  the  request  of 
Rev.  William  Bull,  who  wished  to  divert  the  poet's 
mind  from  brooding  over  his  uhfortuuate  mental 
condition.  There  are  two  additional  stanzas  in 
the  translation,  which  is  found  inCowpei's  Poems. 
In  the  last  line  of  tlie  first  verse  the  original  has 
"And  conscience  feels  it  there;"  and  in  the  fifth 
line  of  tlic  third  verse,  "In  labyrinths  of  our  own 
we  stray." 


400  83  &  7s. 

SWKET  the  moment^,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing. 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend  : 
Here  I'll  sit,  for  ever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood : 
Precious  drops  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  \n\  peace  with  God. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  stiition. 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie; 
AVI  die  I  see  divine  compassion 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye: 
Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

AVhile  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze: 
Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven; 

Pm  a  miracle  of  grace  I 

3  I»vc  and  grief  my  heart  dividing. 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  l)ath(;; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding. 
Life  deriving  from  Ids  deatli. 


May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling. 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  deeply  know. 

James  Allen.    Alt.  by  Walter  Shirley. 

This  hymn,  in  its  present  form,  is  takeu  from 
Walter  Shirley's  Collection  of  Hymns  for  the  Count- 
ess of  Huntingdon's  Chapels.  It  is  an  alteration 
and  improvement  of  Allen's  hymn  beginning, 
"While  my  Jesus  I'm  possessing,"  which  is  found 
in  the  Kendal  Collection  of  Hymns  (1757),  of  which 
he  and  Christopher  Batty  were  editors.  The  im- 
provement was  probably  made  by  Shirley,  who  was 
much  given  to  altering  hymns.  lie  was  a  cousin 
of  .the  Countess  of  Huntingdon,  and  a  pious  and 
useful  clergyman  of  the  ("hurch  of  England,  lie 
was  born  in  Kngland  in  17-2.'),  and  died  in  1786,  at 
Longhrea,  Irelauil,  where  he  held  the  living. 


401  c.  M. 

MY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys. 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days. 
And  comfort  of  my  nights ! — 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  thou  appear, 

]\Iy  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  stiir, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss. 
If  Jesus  show  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whisper  I  am  his. 

4  ;My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Ptun  up  with  joy  the  shining  way. 
To  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  lu'll  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  tli rough  ev(>ry  foe; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Would  bear  me  concju'ror  tlirough. 
Isaac  Watts. 

"God's  Presence  is  Light  /?i  Dai'knrss  "  is  the  ti- 
tle given  to  this  hymn  by  the  author  in  his  Hymns 
and  Sjtiritual  Songs,  1707.  The  hymn  in  tiie  above 
form  contains  several  minorchanges  and  impiove- 
ments  made  by  .Tolin  Wesley  when  he  inserted  it 
in  his  Collection  of  Psalms  and  Hymns,  1738. 


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169 


OlilGlNAI,  FOKM. 

Verse  two,  lines  oue,  thiee,  ami  four: 

"  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear," 
"i/e  is  my  soul's  sweet  moruing  star, 
And  he  my  rising  sun." 
Verse  three,  line  three: 

"  While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine." 
Verse  four,  line  four: 

*'2"  embrace  my  dearest  Lord." 
Ve  rse  fi  v  e,  1  i  n  e  f ou  r : 

^'Should  bear  me  conqu'ror  through." 
"This  hymn,"  says  ]Milner,  in  his  Life  of  Watts^ 
"  is  almost  without  spot  or  blemish;"  ami  an  able 
critic  in  the  Wcslej/aii  3Iethodist  Magazine  says  of 
it  that'  "  it  is  the  very  best  Watts  wrote,  and 
breathes  the  same  intense  earnestness,  and  pas- 
sionate, kindling  fervor  of  Wesley  himself.  It  is  an 
efTusion  of  irrepressible  joy  and  triumphant  faith." 


402  5s,  6s,  9s. 

HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above ! 
Tongue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love! 

2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ! 
When  my  heart  it  believed, 
AVhat  a  joy  I  received, 

What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 
Than  fall  at  his  feet, 
And  the  story  repeat, 

And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song : 

0  that  all  his  salvation  might  see ! 
He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried. 
He  hath  suffered  and  died, 

To  redeem  a  poor  rebel  like  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain : 
I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve. 

That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 


6  I  rode  on  the  sky, 

Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  liis  seat: 
My  soul  mounted  higher 
In  a  chariot  of  fire, 

And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  0  tlie  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 
Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 
I  was  perfectly  blessed. 
As  if  filled  with  the  fullness  of  God. 
Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  one  of  thirty -seven  hymns  '■'■For  One 
Fallen  from  Grace,^'  found  in  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poems,  1749.    The  original  contains  sixteen  stan- 
zas in  two  parts.    This  is  part  one  entire,  and  de- 
scribes the  ecstacy  of  a  new-born  soil.    Part  sec- 
ond describes  the  fall,  beginning  thus: 
"Ah,  where  am  I  now  I 
When  Avas  it,  or  how 
That  1  fell  from  my  heaven  of  grace  I " 


403  c.  M. 

JEHOVAH,  God  the  Father,  bless, 
And  thy  own  work  defend  I 
With  mercy's  outstretched  arms  embrace, 

And  keep  us  to  the  end. 
Preserve  the  creatures  of  thy  love. 

By  providential  care 
Conducted  to  the  i^ealms  above. 
To  sing  their  goodness  there ! 

2  Jehovah,  God  the  Son,  reveal 

The  brightness  of  thy  face, 
And  all  thy  pardoned  people  fill 

With  plenitude  of  grace ! 
Shine  forth  with  all  the  Deity, 

Which  dwells  in  thee  alone ; 
And  lift  us  up,  thy  face  to  see, 

On  thy  eternal  throne. 

3  Jehovah,  God  the  Spirit,  shine. 

Father  and  Son  to  show  ! 
AVith  bliss  ineffable,  divine. 

Our  ravished  hearts  o'erflow! 
Sure  earnest  of  that  happiness 

Which  human  hope  transcends. 
Be  thou  my  everlasting  peace, 

When  grace  in  glory  ends  ! 

Charles  Wesley, 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


From  Jlijmjis  on  the  Trinity,  1707.  It  is  basctl  on 
tlie  Old  Testament  benediction  found  in  Numbers 
vi.  24-27:  ''Tlie  Lord  bless  thee,  and  keep  thee:  the 
Lord  make  his  face  to  shine  ujuni  tliec,  and  be  gra- 
i:ious  unto  thee:  the  Ix)rd  lift  up  his  countenance 
'•■*l»on  thee,  and  give  thee  peace.''  One  stanza  is 
uiiLted: 

4  Thy  blessing,  grace,  an<l  jieace  wc  claim, 

Great  Goil  in  persons  three, 
The  incommunicable  name 

Ascribing  now  to  thee: 
"We  soon  shall  join  that  harping  host, 

And  sing,  thy  saints  among. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  new,  eternal  song. 


404  10"^  ^'^  lis. 

A  LL  praise  to  the  Lamb !  Accepted  I  am, 
xl.  I'm  bold  to  believe  on  my  Jesus's  name : 
'  In  him  I  confide,  His  blood  is  applied ; 
For  me  he  has  suffered,  for  me  he  has  died. 

2  Not  a  doubt  can  arise  To  darken  the  skies, 
Or  hide  for  a  moment  my  Lord  from  mine 

eyes, 
In  him  I  am  l)lost,  I  lean  on  his  breast. 
And  lo!  in  his  wounds  I  continually  rest. 

Charles  Wesley.    (Alt.) 
This  is  one  of  the  author's  ^^Hymns  for  Believ- 
ers.i'''  found  in  Hymns  and  Saci-ed  Poems,  1749.    It 
is  much  altered,  as  well  as  abridged,  from  the  orig- 
inal, which  contains  eighteen  stanzas. 


405  7s 

nONS  of  God,  exulting  rise, 
O  Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies; 
See  the  prodigal  is  come, 
Welcome  now  the  wand'rer  home ! 

2  Strive  in  joy,  with  angels  strive ; 
He  was  dead,  but  now's  alive : 
Loud  repeat  the  glorious  sound, 
He  was  lost,  but  now  is  found ! 

3  Now  the  gracious  Father  smiles  ; 
Now  the  Saviour  boasts  his  spoils ; 
Now  the  Spirit  grieves  no  more : 
Sing,  ye  heavens;  and  earth,  adore! 

Charles  Wesley. 


From  Hymns  and  Saered  Poems,  1730.  It  is 
based  on  Luke  xv.  10:  "There  is  joy  in  the  pres- 
ence of  the  angels  of  Go<I  over  one  sinner  that  re- 
l>enteth."  There  are  seven  vei-ses  in  the  original, 
which  begins:  ''Sing,  ye  heavens;  antl  earth,  ic- 
joicel"'  The  three  stanzas  alx)ve  are  the  second, 
third,  and  seventh.  In  the  last  line  of  the  first 
verse  the  author  wrote,  '■'■Shout  to  bear  the  wan- 
derer liome  I  "  It  was  written  "  On  the  convei'sion 
of  a  common  harlot,"  and  the  original  has*' she" 
instead  of  "  he  "  in  verse  two. 


406  7s 

JESUS  is  our  common  Lord, 
He  our  loving  Saviour  is  ; 
By  his  death  to  life  restored, 
Mis'ry  we  exchange  for  bliss — 

2  Bliss  to  carnal  minds  unknown  : 

0  'tis  move  than  tongue  can  tell ! 
Only  to  believers  shown, 
Glorious  and  unspeakable. 

3  Christ,  our  Brother  and  our  Friend, 

Shows  us  his  eternal  love : 
Never  shall  our  triumphs  end, 
Till  we  tiike  our  seats  above. 

4  Let  us  walk  with  him  in  white ; 

For  our  bridal  day  prepare. 
For  our  partnership  in  light. 
For  our  glorious  meeting  there ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
In  Hymns  and  Saered  Poems,  1742,  this  hymn 
is    appropriately   titled    ^■-Reeeiving    a   Cfiristian 
Friend,-^  as  will  api)ear  from  the  first  and  second 
stanzas  of  the  original,  Avhich  are  omitted  above: 

1  "\Velcome,friend,  in  that  great  name, 

"Whence  our  every  blessing  Uows, 
Enter,  and  increase  the  fiame 
Which  in  all  our  bosoms  glows. 

2  Sent  of  God,we  thee  receive: 

Hail  the  i)rovidential  guest! 
If  in  Jesus  mc  believe 
Let  us  on  his  mercies  feast. 
The  last  line  of  the  third  stanza  the  author  wrote: 

•'Till  we  jom  the  host  above." 
It  was  chang?d  for  the  CoUectioii  of  1780. 


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2.  ENTIRE  SANCTIFICATION  AND  PERFECT  LOVE. 


407  C.  M. 

LET  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong 
His  sovereign  right  assert, 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  liis  own. 

Who  bought  us  with  a  price: 
The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone, 
To  Christ  alone  lie  dies. 

3  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  I'eceive, 

Fulfill  our  heart's  desire  ; 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 

And  in  thy  cause  expire ! 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign : 

With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine, 
To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  one  of  the  author's  Hymns  on  tlie  Lord's 
SupjJer,  1745.  It  is  the  last  of  thirty  liynins  under 
the  fifth  sub-division,  Avhich  is  titled,  '•'•Concerning 
the  Sacrijice  of  our  Persons.'"  In  tlie  last  line  the 
author  wrote  '•'Through  all  eternity." 


408  ■  c.M. 

FOREVER  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
Close  to  thy  bleeding  side ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin. 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own ; 

AVash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  mj'  heart. 

4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply. 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve, 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'^Christ  our  Righteousness*^  (I  Cor.  1.  30),  is  the 
title  of   this  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740. 
The  first  two  stanzas  are  omitted: 


1  Jesus,  thou  art  my  Righteousness, 

For  all  my  sins  weie  thine: 
Thy  death  hath  bought  of  God  my  peace, 
Thy  life  hath  made  him  mine. 

2  Spotless  and  just,  in  thee  I  am; 

I  feel  my  sins  forgiven  ; 
I  taste  salvation  in  thy  name, 
And  antedate  my  heaven. 
In  verse  two,  line  three,  above,  the  author  wrote 
''  Sprinkle  me  ever  iri  thy  blood  "  and  in  verse  four, 
line  three,  "Till  hope  shall  in  fruition  die." 


409  L.  M.    61. 

JESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare : 
0  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there  : 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  I  am  ; 
Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame ! 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 

May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone! 
O  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole, 

jNIy  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown ! 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove : 
My  every  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  0  Love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray ! 

All  pain  before  thy  presence  flies ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 

AVhere'er  thy  healing  beams  arise : 
0  Jesus,  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire,  or  seek,  but  thee ! 

4  Unwearied  may  I  this  pui^sue. 

Dauntless  to  the  high  prize  aspire ; 

Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heavenly  fire ; 

And  day  and  night  be  all  my  care 

To  guard  the  sacred  treasure  there. 

Paul  Gerhardt.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 

"Living  by  Christ''  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  1739,  where  it  has  six- 
teen stanzas.  The  German  original  is  found  in  the 
Herrnhut  Collection.  In  Dr.  Osborn's  edition  (13 
vols.)  of  The  Poetical  Works  of  J.  and  C.  Wesley 
this  hymn  has  the  following  note:  ''  Paul  Gerhardt 
is  said  by  one  of  his  German  biographers  to  have 
had  John  Arndt's  Prayer  and  Paradise  Garden 
continually  before  him  at  the  close  of  his  life,  and 
to  have  written  several  hymns  on  its  contents.    To 


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Anult,  tlieieforo,  as  iis  ultimate  source,  we  must 
liace  the  iuvalual>le  hymu  before  us."  The  last 
line  or  the  third  ^tauza  reads  iu  the  original, 
"NolUiug  have,  feel,  or  think,  but  tUee.'' 


410 


c.  :\i. 


V  GOD,  accept  niy  licart  this  day, 
IH  Aiul  make  it  ahvays  thine; 
That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  stray, 
No  more  from  thee  decline. 

2  Before  the  cross  of  him  uho  died, 

Behold,  I  prostrate  fall ; 
Let  every  sin  be  crucified, 
Let  Clirist  l^e  all  in  all. 

3  Let  every  thouirht,  and  work,  and  word, 

To  thee  be  ever  j^iven  ; 
Then  life  sliall  be  thy  service,  Lord, 
And  death  the  gate  of  heaven  !  " 

Matthew  Bridges. 
From  the  author's  ITymna  of  the  Heart,  (1847.) 
The  third  and  fourth  stanzas  of  the  original  have 
been  omitted: 

3  Anoint  mc  with  thj-  heavenly  grace, 

Adopt  nie  for  thine  own,— 
That  I  may  see  thy  glorious  face, 
And  worship  at  thy  throne. 

4  May  the  dear  blood  once  shed  for  me 

My  blest  atonement  jirove,— 
That  I  from  first  to  last  may  be 
The  purchase  of  thy  love! 


411  C.  M. 

LORD,  I  ])elieve  a  rest  remains, 
To  all  thy  i)eople  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  loved  alone : 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 
"Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire. 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  entx;r  in  ! 
Now,  Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow. 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin  ! 

4  lUnnove  tliis  hardness  from  \\\y  heart. 

This  unbelief  remove : 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  imi)art, 
The  .Sabbath  of  thy  love. 


Char  Irs 


slru. 


This  is  taken  from  the  last  hymn  in  ilic  1710  edi- 
tion of  Jit/ III  Its  and  Sacred  I'uenis,  being  verses 
one,  two,  ten,  and  eleven.  The  original  contains 
seventeen  stanzas,  four  more  of  which  are  given 
in  the  next  hymn  (No.  412).  It  is  based  on  lleb. 
iv.lt:  "There  remaineth  therefore  a  rest  for  the 
people  of  liod."  In  the  third  line  of  verse  two  the 
author  wrote  "Where  doubt  and  })ain  and  fear 
expire,"  which  John  Wesley  altered  to  the  above 
form  for  his  CoUeetion  of  17S0.  In  Dr.  Osborn's  13 
vol.  eilition  of  the  Poetical  Works  of  J.  and  C. 
Wesley,  an  asterisk  at  the  end  of  verse  five  of  the 
original  points  to  the  following  foot-note:  "Wesley 
found  under  the  pressure  of  controversy  {Poetical 
Works,  Vol.  X.,  p.  397),  if  not  sooner,  that  these  ex- 
pressions were  indefensible,  and  marked  verses 
four  and  five  to  be  omitted  in  future  editions."  The 
following  are  the  verses  alluded  to: 

4  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God; 

The  agony  is  o'er, 
AVe  wrestle  not  with  flesh  and  blood, 
AVe  strive  with  sin  no  more. 

5  Our  spirit  is  right,  our  heart  is  clean. 

Our  nature  is  renewed; 
We  cannot  now,  we  cannot  sin, 
For  we  are  born  of  God. 


412  c  M 

I  WOULD  be  thine,  thou  know'st  I  would, 
And  have  thei'  all  my  own ; 
Thee,  O  my  all-suflicient  Good, 
I  want,  and  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant; 

This,  only  this,  be  given  : 
Nothing  l)esides  my  God  I  want. 
Nothing  ill  earth  or  heiiven. 

3  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

Into  my  soul  descend  ; 
No  longer  from  thy  creatm-e  stay, 
]SIy  Author  and  my  End. 

4  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

And  seal  me  thine  abode; 
Ix't  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
Ix^t  all  be  lost  in  God  ! 

Charirs  Wesley. 

Those  aj-e  verses  thii'(een,  fouiieen,  fifteen,  and 
Hcventeen  of  the  original  from  which  the  jireced- 
iug  hymn  is  also  taken.    (See  note  under  No.  411.) 


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413  c.  M. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  prays  for  me : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head, 

He  brings  salvation  near : 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed. 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ! 

AVhat  can  withstand  his  will  ? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfill. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word  ; 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  from  a  hymn  of  twenty-three  stanzas  on 
"Rejoicing  in  hope''  (Rom.  xii.  12)  and  is  found 
in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742. 


414  C.  M. 

"II J"HEN  Christ  doth  in  my  heart  appear, 
V  y      And  love  erects  its  throne, 
I  then  enjoy  salvation  here, 
And  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 

Of  paradise  possessed, 
I  taste  unutterable  bliss, 
And  everlasting  rest, 

3  The  bliss  of  those  that  fully  dwell. 

Fully  in  thee  believe, 
'Tis  more  than  angel-tongues  can  tell. 
Or  angel-minds  conceive. 

4  Thou  only  know'st  who  didst  obtain. 

And  die  to  make  it  known  : 
The  great  salvation  now  explain. 
And  perfect  us  in  one. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  part  of  the  same  hymn  as  the  preceding. 


41 


OVING  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb, 
1  In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am ; 
Make  me,  Saviour,  what  thou  art ; 
Live  thyself  within  my  heart. 


2  I  shall  then  show  forth  thy  praise. 
Serve  tliee  all  my  happy  days  ; 
Then  the  world  shall  always  see 
Christ,  the  holy  Child,  in  me. 

CJiarlcs  Wesley. 

The  last  two  of  seven  stanzas  found  in  the  origi- 
nal, which  is  one  of  the  nwiXwr'^'-^ Hymns  for  the 
Youn(/est."  It  is  from  his //?/??i«6/o?- C/u'Wrcn,  1763. 


416 


6s  &4s. 
/I  ORE  love  to  thee,  0  Christ, 

More  love  to  thee ! 
Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make. 

On  bended  knee ; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee ! 

Once  earthly  joy  I  craved. 
Sought  peace  and  rest ; 

Now  thee  alone  I  seek, 
Give  what  is  best : 

This  all  my  prayer  shall  be. 

More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 
More  love  to  thee ! 

Let  sorrow  do  its  work, 

Send  grief  or  pain ; 
Sweet  are  thy  messengers. 

Sweet  their  refrain, 
When  they  can  sing  with  me , 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee, 

INIore  love  to  thee ! 


4   Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisper  thy  praise ; 
Tliis  be  the  parting  cry 

]\Iy  heart  shall  raise, 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  0  Christ,  to  thee. 

More  love  to  thee  I 

Elizabeth  Pay  son  Pre7iiiss. 

From  Golden  Hours;  or,  Hymns  and  Songs  of 
the  CJiristian  Life,  1874.  This  is  one  of  the  few  suc- 
cessful hymns  written  in  imitation  of  "yearcr,  my 
God.,  to  ihee.''^  But  the  gifted  author  of  Steppin(j 
Hcavenivard  had  original  as  well  as  imitative 
genius. 


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417  ■^.  M. 

milK  thing  my  God  doth  liato, 
X    That  I  no  more  may  do  ; 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  a^in  create, 
And  all  my  ^oul  renew. 

2  My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 

Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And,  sanctified  by  love  divine, 
Forever  cease  from  sin. 

3  That  blessed  law  of  thine, 

Jesus,  to  me  impart. 
The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
O  write  it  in  my  heart! 

4  Implant  it  deep  within, 

AVhence  it  maj'  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 
The  perfect  law^  of  love. 

5  Thy  nature  be  my  law, 

Thy  spotless  sanctity ; 
And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 
My  happy  soul  to  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 
"We  have  here  two  of  tlie  ixwthor's  SJwrt  Ilymns 
oil  Select  Passages  of  the  lloli/  Scriptures,  17G2.  The 
first  two  stanzas  arc  founded  upon  Jcr.  xliv.  4: 
"Oh,  «lo  not  this  abominable  thins  tbat  I  hate." 
The  rest  of  the  hymn  is  based  ujionJor.  xxxi.33:  "  I 
will  init  my  law  in  their  inward  parts,  and  Avrite 
it  in  their  hearts."    The  last  stanza  is  omitted: 
C  Soul  of  my  soul,  remain! 
Whodid'st  for  all  fulfill, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fuHill  airain 
Thv  heavenly  Father's  will. 


41S  s.M. 

BLEST  are  the  pure  in  lieart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God  ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  tlieirs ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

lie  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  liis  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  I><^)rd,  we  thy  ])resence  seek, 

May  ours  this  blessing  be; 
O  give  tlic  X)ure  and  lowly  heart, — 
A  temple  meet  for  thee. 

John  Kehle. 


From  the  author's  Christian  Vear^  1S27.  It  is 
based  on  Matt.  v.  8:  •"  Blessed  are  the  pui-e  in  heart: 
for  they  shall  see  GckI.''  Verses  one  and  two  are 
the  first  and  last  stanzas  of  a  poem  of  seventeen 
verses  on  the  festival  of  "The  Purification."  The 
last  stanza  was  probably  written  by  another  au- 
thor. Keble  wrote,  verse  one,  line  four: 
"Their soul  is  Christ's  abode." 
And  verse  two,  lines  three  and  four: 

"And  for  His  cradle  and  liis  throne, 
Chooscth  the  pure  in  heart.'' 


419  c  M 

OIIOAV  the  love  of  God  attracts 
And  draws  the  heart  from  earth, 
And  sickens  it  of  passing  shows. 
And  dissipating  mirth ! 

2  'Tis  not  enough  to  save  our  souls. 

To  shun  the  eternal  fires ; 
The  love  of  God  will  rouse  the  heart 
To  more  sublime  desires. 

3  O  cherish  but  the  love  of  God 

Down  in  your  heart  of  hearts, 
And  see  how  from  the  world  at  once 
All  tempting  light  departs. 

4  The  perfect  way  is  hard  to  flesh ; 

It  is  not  hard  to  love : 
O  if  thy  heart  with  love  were  filled, 
How  swiftly  wouldst  thou  move ! 

5  A  trusting  heart,  a  yearning  eye, 

Can  win  their  way  above ; 
If  niountiiins  can  be  moved  by  faith, 
Is  there  less  power  in  love? 

fi  God  only  is  the  creature's  home. 
Though  long  and  rough  the  road  ; 
And  nothing  less  can  satisfy 
The  love  that  longs  for  God. 

Frederick  Williatn  F(ther.  (Alt.) 
This  is  from  a  ])oem  of  eleven  stanzas  on  ^'-  Per- 
fectiou,"  which  bejtrins  "  O  how  the  thought  of  God 
attracts  I  "  This,  like  all  of  Faber's  Hymns,  has  un- 
dcrjjone  considerable  alteration.  From  the  au- 
thor's JTrpnns. 


420  c.  y\. 

FOR  a  heart  of  calm  repose 
Anii<l  the  world's  loud  roar, 
\  life  tliat  like  a  river  flows 
Along  a  i>eaceful  shore  I 


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2  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  still  my  heart 

With  gentleness  divine ; 
Indwelling  peace  thou  canst  impart ; 
0  make  that  blessing  mine  I 

3  Above  these  scenes  of  storm  and  strife 

There  spreads  a  region  foir ; 

Give  me  to  live  that  higher  life, 

And  breathe  that  heavenly  air. 
• 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  breathe  that  peace, 

That  victory  make  me  win ; 
Then  shall  my  soul  her  conflict  cease, 
And  find  a  heaven  within. 

Author  Unknoiun. 
I  can   obtain   no    information    concerning   this 
beautiful  hymn,  either  as  to  its  authorship  or  the 
date  of  its  first  appearance. 


421  c.  M. 

COME,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own : 
Saviour,  thy  right  assert ! 
Come,  gracious  Lord,  set  up  thy  throne, 
And  reign  within  my  heart ! 

2  The  day  of  thy  great  power  I  feel, 

And  pant  for  liberty ; 
I  loathe  myself,  deny  my  will, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

3  So  shall  I  bless  thy  pleasing  sway, 

And,  sitting  at  thy  feet, 
Thy  laws  with  all  my  heart  obey, 
With  all  my  soul  submit. 

4  Thy  love  the  conquest  more  than  gains : 

To  all  I  shall  proclaim, 
"Jesus,  the  King,  the  Conqu'ror  reigns  ; 
Bow  down  to  Jesus'  name." 

5  To  thee  shall  earth  and  hell  submit, 

And  every  foe  shall  fall. 
Till  death  expires  beneath  thy  feet, 
And  God  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  a  hymn  oC  fifteen  stanzas  in  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poems.,  1742,  being  the  seventh,  eiglith. 
twelfth,  fourteentli,  and  fifteenth  stanzas.  The 
first  verse  of  the  original  begins  "The  Loi'd  unto 
my  Lord  hath  said."  It  is  based  on  Psalm  ex.  1: 
"•The  Lord  said  unto  my  Lord,  Sit  thou  at  my  right 
hand,  until  I  make  thine  enemies  thv  footstool." 


422 


C.  M. 


w 


HAT  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope 
But  inward  holiness? 
For  this  to  Jesus  I  look  up ; 
I  calmly  wait  for  this. 


2  I  wait  till  he  shall  touch  me  clean, 

Shall  life  and  power  impart. 
Give  me  the  foith  that  casts  out  sin, 
And  purifies  the  heart. 

3  AVhen  Jesus  makes  my  heart  his  home, 

INIy  sin  shall  all  depart ; 
And  lo !  he  saith,  "  I  quickly  come. 
To  fill  and  rule  thy  heart ! " 

4  Be  it  according  to  thy  word, 

Redeem  me  from  all  sin : 
My  heart  w^ould  now  receive  thee,  Lord  ; 
Come  in,  my  Lord,  come  in ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  a  hymn  of  fourteen  stanzas  in  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poems,  1742,  being  the  ninth,  tenth,  thir- 
teenth, and  fourteenth  stanzas.  It  is  based  on  Ti- 
tus ii.  14:  "  Who  gave  himself  for  us,  that  he  might 
redeem  us  from  all  iniquity."  In  verse  two,  line 
three,  the  author  Avrote  '•'■  roofs  out  sin;"  and  in 
verse  three,  hue  one,  "  soul"  instead  of "'- heart." 


423 


C.  M. 


JESUS,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
In  whom  I  now  believe. 
As  taught  by  thee,  in  faith  I  pray, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thy  will  by  me  on  earth  be  done, 

As  by  the  powers  above, 
AVho  always  see  thee  on  thy  throne, 
And  glory  in  thy  love. 

3  I  ask  in  confidence  the  grace, 

That  T  may  do  thy  will. 
As  angels  who  behold  thy  face, 
And  all  thy  words  fulfil!. 

4  Surely  I  shall,  the  sinner  I, 

Shall  serve  thee  without  fear. 
If  thou  my  nature  sanctify 
In  answer  to  my  prayer. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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From  Ili/mns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742,  being  the 
fli-st  four  of  twelve  !?tanzas,  founded  on  Matt.  vi. 
10:  "  Thy  will  be  done  in  earth,  as  it  is  in  heaven." 
The  author  wrote  "choirs"  instead  of  "jiowers" 
in  the  second  line  of  the  second  >tanza.  Instead  of 
the  last  two  lines  above  the  author  wrote: 
••'  My  heart  no  longer  gives  the  lie 
To  my  deceitful  jn-ayer." 

These  changes  were  i)robably  made  by  Bishop 
Asbury  and  Daniel  Hitt  in  aViting  the  Supplevieyit 
tot/ie  Methodist  Pocket  Hymn  Book,  1S08. 


424  L.  M. 

IF,  Lord,  I  have  acceptance  found 
With  thee,  or  favor  in  thy  ?ight, 
Still  with  thy  irrace  and  truth  surround, 
And  arm  me  ^vith  thy  Spirit's  might. 

2  O  may  I  hear  thy  warning  voice, 

And  timely  fly  from  danger  near, 
With  rev'rence  unto  thee  rejoice. 
And  love  thee  with  a  filial  fear! 

3  Still  hold  my  soul  in  second  life. 

And  suffer  not  my  feet  to  slide ; 

Sujiport  me  in  the  glorious  strife, 

And  comfort  me  on  every  side. 

4  0  give  me  fliith,  and  faith's  increase ; 

Finish  the  work  begun  in  me ; 
Preserve  my  soul  in  perfect  peace. 
And  let  me  always  rest  on  thee ! 

5  0  let  thy  gracious  Spirit  guide 

And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 
Where  righteousness  and  peace  reside. 
And  all  submit  to  love's  command. 
Charles  Wesley . 
From  a  hymn  of  fourteen  stanzas  titled  '•'•After  a 
Recovery  from  /S'tcA-Jiess,"  being  the  seventh  to  the 
eleventh  verses,  inclusive.    The  first  stanza  of  the 
original  is : 

Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  be  blest! 
I  am  not,  gra(;ious  Lord,  my  own; 
Whate'er  thy  wisdom  sends  is  best, 
Thy  name  be  praised,  thy  will  be  done. 
In  the  first  stanza  above  the  author  wrote:  "If 
now  I  have,"  etc;    and   '•'•With  thine  omnipotence 
Burround;"    and    in    the  last  line  of    the  fourtli 
stanza  '•'■That  stays,  nml  iraits,  and  hangs  on  thee." 
From  ITymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1742. 


425  L.  M. 

COME,  O  Thr.u  greater  than  our  heart. 
And  make  thy  faithful  mercies  known 


The  mind  which  was  in  thee  imjjart ; 
Thy  constitnt  mind  in  us  be  shown. 

2  O  let  us  by  thy  cross  abide. 

Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know — 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  cnicified, 
A  world  to  save  from  endless  woe. 

3  Take  us  into  thy  people's  rest. 

And  we  from  our  o^vn  works  shall  ce-ase ; 
With  thy  meek  spirit  arm  our  breast. 
And  keep  our  minds  in  perfect  peace. 

4  Jcvsus,  for  this  we  calmly  wait : 

0  let  our  eyes  behold  thee  near ! 

Hasten  to  make  our  heaven  complete, 

Appear,  our  glorious  God,  appear! 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  part  second  of  a  long  hymn  in  ITymns  and 
Sacred  Poem^,  1742,  based  on  Isa.  xxviii.  16:  "He 
that  believeth  shall  not  make  haste." 


426  H.  M. 

YE  ransomed  sinners,  hear. 
The  pris'ners  of  the  Lord, 
And  wait  till  Christ  apj^ear. 

According  to  his  word  : 
Kejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
AVe  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

2  In  God  we  put  our  trust ; 

If  we  our  sins  confess. 
Faithful  is  he,  and  just, 

From  all  unrighteousness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me : 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  The  word  of  God  is  sure. 

And  never  can  remove ; 
We  shall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love : 
Rejoice  in  hoj)e,  rejoice  with  me, 
AVe  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise ; 
Ix't  us  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me. 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

Charles  Wesley. 


SAXCTIFICATION. 


177 


This  hymn  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742,  is 
appiopiiateh'  titled  '■'-Jicjoiciug  in  Hope^  In  the 
liist  line  the  author. -sviote:  "Ye  happy  sinners, 
hear." 


427  c.  M. 

0  JOYFUL  sound  of  gospel  grace ! 
Christ  sliall  in  me  appear ; 
I,  even  I,  shall  see  his  face ; 
I  shall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righteousness 

To  me  reached  out  I  ^•ie\v  : 
Conqu'ror  tlirough  him,  I  soon  shall  seize, 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  promised  land  from  Pisgah's  top 

I  now  exult  to  see : 
My  hope  is  full  (0  glorious  hox)eI) 
Of  immortality. 

4  He  visits  now  the  house  of  clay ; 

He  shakes  his  future  home : 
0  wouldst  thou,  Lord,  on  this  glad  day, 
Into  thy  temple  come ! 

5  Come,  O  my  God,  thyself  reveal, 

Fill  all  this  mighty  void : 
Thou  only  canst  my  spirit  fill : 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  God  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
'•'■The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come  "  (Rev.  xxii. 
17)  is  the  title  of  this  hymn,  the  original  of  which 
contains  twenty- two  stanzas.  It  is  the  last  hymn 
in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742.  In  the  paren- 
thetic clause  in  verse  three  the  author  wrote 
"blessed"  instead  of  "glorious." 


428  7s. 

JESUS  comes  with  all  his  grace, 
Comes  to  save  a  fallen  race ; 
Object  of  our  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  comes  to  lift  us  up. 

2  He  hath  our  salvation  wrought ; 
He  our  captive  souls  hath  bought ; 
He  hath  reconciled  to  God ; 

He  hath  washed  us  in  his  blood. 

3  We  are  now  his  lawful  right, 
Walk  as  children  of  the  light ; 
We  shall  soon  obtain  the  grace. 
Pure  in  heart,  to  see  his  face. 
12 


4  Let  us  then  rejoice  in  hope, 
Steadily  to  Christ  look  up, 
Trust  to  be  redeemed  from  sin, 
Wait  till  he  appear  within. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Part  of  one  of  the  author's  hymns  titled  "ira/f- 
ing  for  Full  Jiedemjjtion,^^  found  in  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poems,  1749.  There  are  seven  other  stanzas. 


429  L.  M. 

GOD  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Which  shall  from  age  to  age  endure, 
"WTiose  word,  when  heaven  and  earth  shall 
pass. 
Remains  and  stands  for  ever  sure, — 

2  Calmly  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up. 

And  waits  thy  promises  to  prove, 
The  object  of  my  steadfast  hope, 
The  seal  of  thy  eternal  love. 

3  That  I  thy  mercy  may  proclaim, 

Tliat  all  mankind  thy  truth  may  see, 
Hallow  thy  great  and  glorious  name, 
And  perfect  holiness  in  me. 

4  Thy  sanctifying  Spirit  pour. 

To  quench  my  thirst,  and  make  me  clean ; 

Now,  Father,  let  the  gracious  shower 
Descend,  and  make  me  pure  from  sin. 
Charles  Wesley. 

The  original  bears  the  title  '■'Pleading  the  Prom- 
ise of  Sanctijication"  and  has  twenty-eight  stan- 
zas. The  above  are  the  first,  second,  third,  and 
sixth.  Xos.  432  and  433  are  parts  of  the  same  origi- 
nal. The  above  verses  are  based  on  Ezek.  xxxvi. 
23,  25:  "And  the  heathen  shall  know  that  I  am  the 
Lord,  saith  the  Lord  God,  when  I  shall  be  sancti- 
fied in  you  before  their  eyes.  .  .  .  Then  will  I 
sprinkle  clean  water  upon  you,  and  ye  shall  be 
clean:  from  all  your  filthiness,  and  from  all  your 
idols,will  I  cleanse  you." 

The  whole  of  this  fine  hymn  maybe  found  at  the 
end  of  Mr.  Wesley's  fortieth  sermon,  the  subject  of 
which  is  Christian  perfection.  It  was  a  great 
favorite  with  both  John  Wesley  and  Jolin  Fletcher, 
who  made  good  use  of  it  in  their  controvcr.^ies  with 
the  opponents  of  the  doctrine  of  sanctification. 
Mr.  Fletcher,  in  his  Last  Cheek  to  Antinomianismy 
says  of  his  opponents'  antagonism  to  the  doctrine, 
"it  doubtless  chielly  springs  from  his  inattention 
to  our  definition  of  it,  which  I  once  more  sum  up  in 
those  comprehensive  lines  of  Mr.  Wesley."  Then 
follows  this  hvmu  entire. 


178 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


430  L-  M. 

OCiOD,  most  merciful  and  true, 
Tliy  nature  to  my  soul  impart ; 
'Stiiblish  with  me  the  cov'nant  new, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

2  To  real  holiness  restored, 

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind, 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord, 

Fullness  of  life  eternal  find! 

3  Remember,  Ix)rd,  my  sins  no  more, 

That  tliem  I  may  no  more  forget; 
But,  sunk  in  guiltless  shame,  adore 
With  speechless  wonder,  at  thy  feet. 

4  O'erwhelmed  with  thy  stupendous  grace, 

1  shall  not  in  thy  presence  move; 
But  breathe  unutterable  praise, 

And  rapt'rous  awe,  and  silent  love. 

5  Then  every  murm'ring  thought,  and  vain, 

Exi)ires,  in  sweet  confusion  lost : 
I  cannot  of  my  cross  complain, — 
I  cannot  of  my  goodness  boast. 

6  Pardoned  for  all  that  I  have  done. 

My  mouth  as  in  the  dust  I  hide; 
And  glory  give  to  God  alone, 
My  God  for  ever  j)acified ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Hymns  on  Select  Passages  of  the 
Holy  Scriptures,  17G2.  It  is  founded  on  Ezek.  xvi. 
62,  63:  "And  1  will  establish  my  covenant  with 
thee;  and  thou  shalt  know  that  I  am  the  Lord: 
that  thou  niayest  remember,  and  be  confounded,  and 
never  ojjen  thy  mouth  any  more  because  of  thy 
shame,  when  I  am  ])aciricfl  toward  thee  for  all  thou 
hast  done,  saith  the  I^ord  God."  Tlie  last  line  of 
the  llr.st  stanza  has  been  altered.  Wesley  wrote: 
"And  write  j)crfcction  on  my  heart." 


431  c.p.M. 

0(;U)RIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love! 
It  lifts  me  u^)  U)  things  above; 
It  beans  on  eagles'  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravished  soul  a  taste. 
And  makes  me  for  som(;  moments  feast 
With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 
I  Ktind,  and,  from  the  niountiun  top, 
See  all  the  land  below  : 


Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  paradise 
In  endless  plenty  grow. 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favored  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  blessing  blessed  : 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  Righteousness, 
And  keex)s  his  own  in  perfect  jDcace, 
And  everlasting  rest. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  part  second  of  a  hymn  of  nineteen  stanzas 
titled  '•'■  Desiring  to  Love.'^    From  Hymns  and  Sa- 
cred Poems,  17-1"J. 


432  L.  M. 

GIVE  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart, 
From  doubt,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free ; 
The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  impart, 
And  let  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

2  0  take  this  heart  of  stone  away ! 

Thy  sway  it  doth  not,  cannot  own ; 
In  me  no  longer  let  it  stay ; 

0  take  away  this  heart  of  stone ! 

3  O  that  I  now,  from  sin  released, 

Thy  word  may  to  the  utmost  prove  1 
Enter  into  the  j^romised  rest. 
The  Canaan  of  thy  perfect  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  eighth,  ninth,  and  fourteenth  stanzas  of  a 
hymn  of  twenty-eight  stanzas  found  in  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1742,  under  the  title  '■'Pleading 
the  Promise  of  Sanctijhation,''''  and  based  on  Ezek. 
xxxvi.  2(1:  "A  new  heart  also  will  I  give  you,  and 
a  new  si)irit  will  I  put  within  you:  and  I  will  take 
away  the  stony  hcai't  out  of  your  flesh,  and  I  will 
give  you  an  heart  of  flesh."  The  original  hymn 
begins  "God  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace." 
(Sec  No.  425).) 


4.33  I-  M. 

HOLY,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 
I  wait  to  prove  thy  perfect  will ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 
And  stamj)  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

2  Op(>n  my  faith's  interior  eye  ; 
Display  thy  glory  from  above; 
And  all  I  am  shall  sink  and  die. 
Lost  in  astonishment  and  love. 


SANCTIFICATION. 


179 


o  Confound.,  o'erpower  me  by  thy  grace  ; 
I  would  be  by  myself  abhorred ; 
All  might,  all  majesty,  all  praise. 
All  glory,  be  to  Christ  my  Lord ! 

4  XoAV  let  me  gain  perfection's  height ; 

Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall. 
As  less  than  nothing  in  thy  sight, 

And  feel  that  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley . 
The  original  from  -which  this  hymn  is  taken  has 
twenty-eiglit  stanzas  and  furnishes  several  hymns 
for  the  Hymn  Book.  It  begins  "  God  of  all  power  " 
(See  Xo.  429),  and  is  titled  '■^Pleading  the  Promise  of 
Sanctiflcatio7i.'"  The  above  verses  are  based  on 
Ezek.  xxxvi.  31,  32:  "Then  shall  ye  remember 
your  OAvn  evil  ways,  and  your  doings  that  "were  not 
good,  and  shall  loathe  your^^elves  in  your  own  sight 
for  your  iniquities  and  for  your  abominations. 
Not  for  your  sakes  do  I  this,  saith  the  Lord  God,  be 
it  known  unto  you:  be  ashamed  and  confounded 
for  j-oiir  own  Avays,  O  house  of  Israel."  The  origi- 
nal reads  in  the  line  next  to  the  last,  "5e  less  than 
nothing  in  thy  sight."  From  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poe7HS,  17i2. 


434  c.  M. 

FATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 
My  Saviour  and  my  Head, 
I  tmst  in  thee,  whose  powerful  word 
Hath  raised  him  from  the  dead. 

2  In  hope,  against  all  human  hope. 

Self-desperate,  I  believe ; 
Thy  quick'ning  word  shall  raise  me  up, 
Thou  shalt  thy  Spirit  give. 

3  Faith,  mighty  faith,  the  promise  sees. 

And  looks  to  that  alone ; 
Laughs  at  impossibilities. 
And  cries,  "  It  shall  be  done ! " 

4  To  thee  the  glory  of  thy  power 

And  faithfulness  I  give ; 
I  shall  in  Christ,  at  that  glad  hour. 
And  Christ  in  me  shall  live. 

5  Obedient  faith  that  waits  on  thee, 

Thou  never  wilt  reprove ; 
But  thou  wilt  form  thy  Son  in  me, 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  a  hymn  of  twenty-eight  stanzas  in  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1742,  being  the  first,  ninth,  four- 


teenth, fifteenth,  and  tAventieth  stanzas.  The  origi- 
nal is  based  on  Horn.  iv.  10-2.'}.  This  is  an  admi- 
rable liymn  on  i:ulh.  The  third  verse  is  especially 
fine. 


435  L-  ^r- 

/^OME,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above, 
VJ    Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace ; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love. 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  i^lace. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill. 

And  set  my  longing  spirit  free. 
Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  day  and  night  to  feast  on  thee. 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below, 

Xo  other  good  will  I  pursue : 
I'll  bid  this  world  of  noise  and  show. 
With  all  its  glitt'ring  snares,  adieu ! 

4  That  path  with  humble  speed  I'll  seek. 

In  which  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine  ; 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  consecrated  soul ; 
Possess  it,  thou  who  hast  the  right, 

As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 
Antoinette  Bonrigno7i.    Tr.hyJohii  Wesley. 

This  beautiful  and  useful  hymn  of  consecration 
is  found  in  Hymns  and  Sac7-ed  Poems,  17S9.  The 
life  and  character  of  the  pious  but  visionary  mystic 
who  Avrote  the  original  French  add  interest  to  tho 
hymn.  There  is  considerable  doubt  as  to  who  is 
the  author  of  the  translation.  It  is  found  in  a  vol- 
ume of  Miscellaneous  Poems  (Manchester,  1773). 
by  John  Byrom,  under  the  title  '"'■An  Hymn  to  Je- 
sus,-' and  is  therefore  apparently  claimed  by  him. 
This  has  led  many  to  think  that  he  is  the  author, 
and  that  Mr.  "Wesley  knew  this  when  he  gave  it  a 
place  in  his  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poc7ns,  1739.  But 
after  reading  what  has  been  written  in  favor  of 
Byrom's  authorship,  we  still  incline  to  the  opinion 
that  the  translatuni  above  is  the  work  of  John  Wes- 
ley. George  Jolin  Stevenson  is  autliority  for  say- 
ing that  it  Avas  Avritten  by  'Mv.  Wesley  in  1736, 
while  he  Avas  in  America,  undergoing  some  suet 
persecution  as  led  ^ladame  Bourignon  to  Avrite 
the  original.  There  are  ten  stanzas  in  Mv.  Wes- 
ley's translation,  of  Avhich  the  above  five  are  de- 
cidedly  the  best. 


180 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


436  '     0  1 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Tliree  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done  : 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given. 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  ! 

2  If  so  poor  a  worm  as  I 

May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 
All  my  actions  sanctify. 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive : 
Claim  me  for  thy  service,  claim 
All  I  have  and  all  I  an:i. 

3  Take  my  soul  and  body's  powers ; 

Take  my  mem'ry,  mind,  and  will ; 
All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours  ; 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel ; 
All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do : 
Take  my  heart ;  but  make  it  new. 

4  Now,  my  God,  thine  own  I  am, 

Now  I  give  thee  back  thine  own ; 
Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame, 

Consecrate  to  thee  alone : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I, 
Happier  still  if  thine  I  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 
One  of  the  liynins  '-''Concerning  the  Sacrifice  of 
our  Persons'^  foun<l  in  tlie  author's  Hymns  on  the 
J.orcVs  Supper,  1745.  In  vcrr^e  four,  line  one,  the 
.•inthor  Avrote  "Now,  O  God"  and  in  the  last  line, 
''  Hai)pier  still, /o?-  thine  I  die."  The  original  re- 
jicats  tl)o  first  stanza  at  the  end,  and  has  one  other 
,-lanza  Avhich  is  omitte«l  above: 

2  Vilest  of  the  sinful  race, 
Lo!  I  ansM-er  to  thy  call; 
Meanest  vessel  of  thy  grace, 

(Grace  divinely  free  for  all,) 
Lo!  I  come  to  do  tliy  will, 
All  thy  coun.-el  to  fulfill. 


437  s-  ^r- 

LORD,  in  tlie  strength  of  grace, 
"With  a  glad  heart  and  free. 
Myself,  my  residue  of  days, 
I  consecrate  to  thee. 
2  Thy  ransomed  servant,  I 

RcsU)re  to  thee  thine  own  ; 
And,  from  this  moment,  live  or  die 
To  serve  my  God  alone. 

Charles  Wesley. 


This  beautiful  little  hymn  of  self-consecration  is 
one  of  the  author's  Short  Hymns  on  Select  Pas- 
sages of  the  Holy  Scriptures,  17('r2.  It  is  founded 
on  1  Chron.  xxix.  5:  ''Who  is  willing  tocousecrat€ 
his  service  tliis  dav  unto  the  Lord?" 


438 


S.  M. 


FATHER,  I  dare  l)elieve 
Thee  merciful  and  true : 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  soul  forgive. 
My  fallen  soul  renew. 

2  Come,  then,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

And  bid  my  heart  be  clean : 
An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make. 
An  end  of  all  my  sin. 

3  I  cannot  wash  my  heart 

But  by  believing  thee, 
And  waiting  for  thy  blood  t'  impart 
The  spotless  jjurity. 

4  While  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 

Jesus,  the  grace  bestow ; 
Now  tliy  all-cleansing  blood  apply. 
And  I  am  Avhite  as  snow. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:  '■'■Seeking  for  Full  Bcdemption .''  It  is 
composed  of  two  of  the  aiUhor's  Short  Hymns  on 
Select  Passages  of  the  Holy  Scriptures,  1702.  The 
first  part  is  founded  on  Ps.  cxxx.  8:  "  He  shall  re- 
deem Israel  from  all  his  sins."  The  Scripture  ba- 
sis of  the  last  ]iart  is  Jer.  iv.  1-1:  "  O,  Jerusalem, 
wash  thine  heart  from  wickedness,  that  Ihuu 
mavest  be  saved." 


439  Six  8s. 

OGOD,  what  off 'ring  shall  I  give 
To  thee,  tlie  Lord  of  eiirth  and  skies  ? 
]\Iy  spirit,  soul,  and  flesh  receive, 

A  lioly,  living  sacrifice: 
Small  as  it  is,  'tis  all  my  store ; 
More  shouldst  thou  have,  if  I  had  more. 

2  Now  tlien,my  God.tlum  ha.'st  my  soul: 
Xo  longer  mine,  l)ut  thine  I  am  : 

Guard  thou  tliine  own,])ossess  it  whole; 
Clieer  it  witli  liope,  with  love  inflame! 

Thou  hast  my  spirit:  there  display 

Thy  glory  to  the  perfect  day. 


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181 


3  Thou  hast  my  flesh,  thy  hallowed  shrine, 
Devoted  solely  to  thy  will : 

Here  let  thy  light  for  ever  shine ; 
This  house  still  let  thy  presence  All : 

O  Source  of  life,  live,  dwell,  and  move 

In  me,  till  all  my  life  be  love ! 

Joacldm  Lange.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 

"^  Morning  Dedication  of  Ourselves  to  Christ  " 
is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poems,  1739.  The  original  has  seven  stanzas,  the  first 
of  -which  begins"  Jesns,  thy  light  again  I  view." 
Stevenson  gives  Ernest  Lange  as  the  author  of  the 
German  original,  but  in  the  collected  Poetical 
Works  of  J.  and  C.  Wesley  (13  vols.)  it  is  accredited 
to  Dr.  Joachim  Lange.  In  the  former  edition  of 
our  Hymn  Book  Charles  "Wesley  Avas  given  as  the 
author.  The  German  original  is  found  in  the 
Herrnhui  Collection.  "Wesley  began  the  first  stanza 
above  '•'■But  O  what  ofl'ering,"  etc.  Among  the 
omitted  stanzas  are  two  upon  dress: 

5  O,  never  in  these  veils  of  shame. 

Sad  fruits  of  sin,  my  glorying  be ! 
Clothe  with  salvation  throiigh  thy  name 

My  soul,  and  may  I  put  on  thee. 
Be  living  faitli  my  costly  dress, 
And  my  best  robe  thy  righteousness. 

6  Send  down  thy  likeness  fiom  above, 

And  let  tliis  my  adorning  be: 
Clothe  me  with  wisdom,  patience,  love, 

"With  lowliness  and  puritj'. 
Than  gold  and  pearls  more  precious  far 
And  brighter  than  Wlie  morning  star. 
These  are  in  harmony  with  the  "rules  concern- 
ing dress,"  which  were  found  in  the  Methodist 
Discipline  down  to  the  year  1856.    Two  of  them 
Mere  as  folloAvs:  "Receive  none  into  the  Clnirch 
till    they  have   left    off   superfluous   ornaments." 
"Give  no  tickets  (of  admission  to  love-feasts)  to 
any  that  Avear  high  heads,  enormous  bonnets,  ruf- 
fles, or  rings." 


440 


CM. 


OFOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free, 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood. 
So  freely  spilt  for  me ! 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

M}'-  great  Redeemer's  throne, 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak. 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  0  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean. 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  that  dwells  within ! 


4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed. 
And  full  of  love  divine; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good — 
A  copy.  Lord,  of  thine. 

Charles  Wesley. 
"Make  me  a  Clean  Heart,  O  God"  is  the  title  of 
this  hymn,  which  is  one  of  the  finest  Charles  Wes- 
ley ever  Avrote,  and  is  scarcely  less  i)f)pular  than 
"A  chaige  to  keep  I  have."  The  author  Avrotc 
'■'■An  heart "  throughout  the  hymn.  Instead  of  "  O 
for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart,"  lie  Avrote  "An  humble, 
lowly,"  etc.  In  verse  two,  line  two,  he  wrote  "  dear 
Redeemer."  These  changes  Avere  made  by  John 
Wesley  for  his  Collection  published  in  ITSOf.  Four 
stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted.  They  are  r.oi 
necessary  to  the  hymn,  yet,  perhaps,  some  Avould 
like  to  see  them : 

5  Thy  tender  heart  is  still  the  same, 

And  melts  at  liuman  Avoe: 
Jesus,  for  thee,  distressed  I  am, 
I  Avant  thy  love  to  knoAV. 

6  3ry  heart,  thou  knoAvest,  can  never. rest 

Till  thou  create  my  peace; 

Till,  of  my  Eden  repossest, 

From  self  and  sin  I  cease. 

7  Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips,  on  me 

Bestow  that  peace  unknoAvn, 

The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 

Of  life,  and  the  Avhite  stone. 

8  Thy  nature,  dearest  Lord,  impart: 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
"Write  thy  ncAV  name  upon  my  heart. 
Thy  ncAV,  best  name  of  Loac. 
Fi-om  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742. 


441  c.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Life,  thyself  apply, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe ; 
]My  vile  aflections  crucify ; 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  More  of  thy  life,  and  more,  I  have, 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 
Bury  me,  Saviour,  in  thy  gmve. 
That  I  Avith  thee  may  rise. 

3  Keign  in  me,  Lord  ;  thy  foes  control 

Who  would  not  OAvn  thy  SAva}' ; 
Diffuse  thine  image  through  my  sonl 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

4  Scatter  the  last  remains  of  sin, 

And  seal  me  thine  abode ; 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


O  make  me  glorious  all  within, 
A  temple  built  by  God ! 

Charles  Wesli^y. 
'^Christ  our  Sanctijlcation*^  is  the  title  of  this 
hymn  in  the  aiUhor's  Ifi/mns  and  Sacred  Poems, 
1710.    Two  stanzas  are  omitted : 

2  Conqueror  of  liell,  and  earth,  and  sin, 
•Still  with  thy  rebel  strive: 
Enter  my  ^ionl,  and  work  within, 
And  kill,  and  make  alive. 

6  My  inward  holiness  thou  art, 
For  faith  halli  made  thee  mine: 
AVith  all  thy  fullness  1111  my  heart, 
Till  all  I  am  is  thine. 


4A2 


HOLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
AVho  in  thee  begin  to  live. 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
"As  thou  art,  bo  let  us  be ! " 

2  Jesus,  see  my  panting  breast ! 
See  I  pant  in  thee  to  rest! 
Ciladly  would  I  now  be  clean  ; 
Cleanse  me  now  from  every  sin, 

3  Fix,  0  fix  my  wav'ring  mind ! 
To  thy  cross  my  spirit  bind  : 
Earthly  passions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  my  soul  in  love. 

4  Dust  and  ashes  thougli  we  be. 
Full  of  sin  and  misery, 

Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God : 

Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood! 

Anna  Sc?iindlcr  Dobcr.    Tr.  by  JohnWesleii. 

'"'■Redemption  Found^^  is  the  title  of  this  liymn 

in  Jlymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1740,  where  it  has 

four  additional  stanzas.    The  German  original  was 

wiitten   for  a  school  -  feast,  and   is  found   in   i.iC 

Herrnhul  Collection. 


M3 


VS. 


WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  bo 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee? 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes. 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise? — 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ; 
Only  guided  by  thy  li.dit; 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might? 


3  So  I  may  thj'  Spirit  know, 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow  ; 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one. 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness; 
Sweetly  let  mj'  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

Charles  Wesley . 
"Sub)nissio)i^^  is  the  title  of  the  original,  which 
contains  five  double  stanzas,  of  which  the  first  and 
the  last  ai'e  given  above.    It  is  from  Jlymns  and 
Sacred  Poems,  1742. 


444 


S  7s.     D. 


LOVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ; 
Fix  in  us  tliy  humble  dwelling; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ! 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion  ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art : 
A^'isit  us  with  thy  salvation  ; 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  0  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest : 
Take  away  our  l)ent  to  sinning; 

Alpha  and  Omega  be  ; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation  ; 

Pure  and  spotless  lot  us  bo  ; 
Lot  us  see  thy  great  salvation. 

Perfectly  restored  in  thee: 
Chango<l  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  tiike  our  i)lace, 

Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

I^ost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise! 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  one  of  the  autlior's  JTymns  for  those  thnt 
Seeh and  those  that  Have  liedemjttinn  in  the  lilood 
of  Jesus^'"  1747,  In  the  llftli  line  of  the  second 
stanza  the  author  wrote,  ''Take  away  our  ;)o»/fr 
of  sinning"  which  is  more  than  ciuestionable  the- 
ology. John  Wesley  omitted  this  stanza  fr«m  at 
least  two  books  which  In*  e<lited,  and  in  this  he  has 
been  followed  by  the  Wesleyans.  The  third  stanza 
of  the  original  has  been  omitted: 


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183 


8  Come,  almighty  to  deliver. 

Let  us  all  tliy  life  receive, 
SuiUleuly  return,  aucl  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave: 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing; 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above; 
Pray,  and  praise  thee,  without  ceasing, 

Olory  in  thy  perfect  love. 


445  L  M 

OTHAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down, 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet !   , 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free : 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God  ; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove, 
The  cross,  all  stained  with  hallowed  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power ; 

]My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  original  of  this,  in  TTymns  and  Sacred  Poems, 
1742,  contains  fourteen  stanzas.    It  is   based    on 
Matt.  xi.  28:  '•  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labor  and 
are  heavy  laden,  and  I  will  give  you  rest."' 


446  c  M. 

1  TY  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
1t±  And  will  not  quit  my  claim. 

Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand. 

But  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  steadfastly  by  foith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

6  '^i^^len  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 
That  plants  my  God  in  me ! 


Spirit  of  health,  and  life,  and  power. 
And  perfect  liberty ! 

4  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove. 
Rooted  and  fixed  in  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
^^Against  Hope,  Believing  in  Hope,"  is  the  fitle 
of  this  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.    The 
original  contains  twelve  stanzas.    The  following 
hymn  (No.  447)  is  a  part  of  the  same  original. 


447 

0 


C.  M. 


THAT  in  me  the  sacred  fire 
]Might  now  begin  to  glow. 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire. 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 


2  0  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall. 

And  all  my  sins  consume, 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  call ; 
Si:»irit  of  burning,  come ! 

3  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 

Illuminate  my  soul ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

4  No  longer  then  my  heart  shall  mourn, 

While,  purified  by  grace, 
I  only  for  his  glory  burn. 
And  always  see  his  face. 

Charles  Wesley. 
(See  note  to  the  preceding  hymn.) 


448  c.  M. 

GOD  of  eternal  truth  and  grace. 
Thy  faithful  promise  seal ; 
Thy  word,  thy  oath,  to  Abrah'm's  race, 
In  us,  e'en  us,  fulfill. 

2  Let  us,  to  perfect  love  restored, 

Thine  image  here  retrieve. 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
The  life  of  angels  live. 

3  That  mighty  foith  on  me  bestow, 

Which  cannot  ask  in  vain ; 
AVhich  holds,  and  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  mv  suit  obtain, — 


184 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


4  Till  thou  into  my  soul  insi)ire 
The  perfect  love  unknown, 
And  tell  my  infinite  de.sire, 
"  AVhate'er  thou  wilt,  be  done." 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  ITi/jnns  on  Select  Passages  of  the 
Holy  Scriptures,  1702.  The  Ihst  part  of  the  hymn 
is  fouiKlcd  on  Mlcah  vii.  20:  i'Tliou  wilt  perform 
the  truth  to  Jacob,  and  the  merry  to  Abraham, 
whidi  thou  hast  s^worn  unto  our  fathers  from  the 
(lays  of  old."  The  second  and  third  stanzas  were 
written  upon  Matt.  xv.  28:  "O  woman,  great  is 
thy  faith:  be  it  unto  thee  even  as  thou  wilt."  Two 
btauzas  arc  omitted: 

5  But  is  it  possible  that  I 

Should  live,  and  sin  no  more? 
Lord,  if  on  thee  I  dare  rely, 
The  faith  shall  bring  the  power. 

6  On  me  that  faith  divine  bestow, 

AVhich  doth  the  mountain  move; 
And  all  my  sinless  life  shall  show 
Th'  omnipotence  of  love. 


449  c  M 

COME,  0  my  God,  the  promise  seal ; 
This  mountain,  sin,  remove  ; 
Now  in  my  waiting  soul  reveal 
The  virtue  of  thy  love, 

2  I  want  thy  life,  thy  purity, 

Thy  righteousness,  brought  in  : 
I  ask,  desire,  and  trust  in  thee 
To  be  redeemed  from  sin. 

3  Saviour,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up, 

]\ly  i)resent  Saviour,  thou! 

In  all  the  conridcrK-e  of  hope, 

I  claim  the  blessing  now  ! 

4  'Tis  done:  thou  dost  this  moment  save, 

With  full  salvation  bless; 
Ked('mi)tion  through  thy  blood  I  have. 
And  spotless  love  and  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Scripture  ITymns.,  1762.  It  is  based 
on  Maik  xi.  24:  "What  things  soever  ye  desire, 
when  ye  pray,  believe  that  ye  receive  them,  and  ye 
-hall  have  them."  In  verse  one  the  author  wrote 
"•gasping"  instead  of  "waiting,"  and  in  the  last 
line  of  verse  four  "And  heaven  in  thy  jjcace."  Two 
Btanzus  omitted: 

8  For  this  as  taught  by  thee,  I  pray, 
And  can  no  longer  doubl  I 
Kem(»ve  from  hence  I  to  sin  I  say; 
Ue  cast  this  moment  outl 


i  Anger  and  sloth,  desire  and  pride, 
This  moment  be  subdued! 
35e  cast  into  the  crimson  tide 
Of  mv  Kedcemer's  blood. 


450  c.  M. 

JKSUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live, 
Might  live  to  God  alone; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Saviiour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 

The  gift  unspeakable ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t'  embrace 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  ]My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove ; 
I\Iy  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolved  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself;  from  everv'  boast, 

From  every  wish  set  free  : 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost ; 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas  !  cannot  suffice. 

Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise. 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  Hymns  ayul  Sac7'ecl  Poe^ns,  1742,  being  the 

last  five  of  thirteen  stanzas  based  on  Acts  xvi.  :}1: 

"  IJelieve  on  the    Lord  Jesus  Christ."    In  verse 

three,  line  three,  the  author  wrote  "longing  6o«i." 


451 


JESUS,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine,  I  am; 
Take  my  body,  spirit,  soul ; 
Only  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  neetlful  be; 
liCt  me  ever  cleave  to  thee ; 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part ; 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Fairer  than  the  sons  of  men, 
Do  not  let  me  turn  agiiin. 
Leave  the  fountiiin-head  of  bliss, 
Stoop  to  creature  happiness. 

4  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below? 
Thee,  and  onlv  thee,  I  know: 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS.                                                          185 

AVhom  have  I  in  lieaven  but  thee  ? 

AVho  the  worth  of  love  can  tell? 

Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

Infinite,  unsearchable  I 

Charles  Wesley. 

6  Thou,  O  Love,  my  imrtion  art; 

This  is  one  of  the  author's  ''Hymns  for  Believ- 

Lord, thou  know'st  my  simple  heart. 

ers  "  found  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.   In- 

Other comforts  I  despise; 

stead  ot  the  first  line  above  the  author  wrote  "•  Gen- 

Love be  all  my  paradise. 

tle  Jesus,  lovely  Lamb."'    The  three  last  stanzas 
are  omitted: 

7  Nothing  else  can  I  require; 
Love  fills  up  my  whole  desire; 

5  All  my  treasure  is  above; 

All  thy  other  gifts  remove. 

All  my  riches  is  thy  love: 

Still  thou  giv'st  me  all  in  love! 

3.  DUTIES  AXD  TRIALS. 


452  C.  M. 

OXCE  more  we  come  before  our  God ; 
Once  more  his  blessings  ask : 
O  may  not  duty  seem  a  load, 
Xor  worshii^  prove  a  task ! 

2  Father,  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  send 

From  heaven  in  Jesus'  name, 
To  make  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 

3  !May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 

Each  in  an  honest  heart, 
And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part ! 

4  To  seek  thee  all  our  hearts  dispose, 

To  each  thy  blessings  suit. 
And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows 
Produce  abundant  fruit. 

Joseph  Hart. 

'•'Before  Breaching  ■''  is  the  title  of  this  most  use- 
ful hymn  in  the  author's  Hymns  Composed  on  Va- 
rious Subjects.,  1762.  In  the  third  verse  the  aiithor 
wrote  ''  Hoard  iip,"  instead  of  "And  keep;  "  in  the 
fourth  verse  he  wrote  "a  copious,"  instead  of 
"  abundant."  The  original  has  two  additional 
£tanzas: 

5  Bid  the  refreshing  north  wind  wake, 

Say  to  the  south  wind,  blow; 
Let  every  plant  the  power  partake, 
And  all  the  garden  grow. 

6  Revive  the  parched  with  heavenly  showers, 

The  cold  with  waiTuth  divine; 
And  as  the  benefit  is  ours, 
Be  all  the  glory  thine. 


453  L.  M 

THY  presence,  gracious  God,  afford; 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word  : 
Xow  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixed  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above : 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply 
AVith  sovereign  power  and  energ}- ; 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  saving  power  and  love  display. 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

John  Faivcett. 
'-'Before  Sermoii"  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in  the 
author's  Hymns  Adapted  to  the  Circumstatiees  of 
Public  Worship  and  Private  Devotion,  17S2.   There 
is  a  chorus  belonging  to  the  original  hymn: 
"•Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  servants  bless, 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success." 


454  c  M 

OFOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  foe. 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe ! 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 
Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 


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CHRISTIAN  EXrERIENCE. 


But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
"Will  lean  upon  its  God  ; 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bri;2;ht  and  clear 

When  tenii)ests  rage  without; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doul)t; 

4  Tliat  beai-s,  unmoved,  the  world's   dread 

frown. 
Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile; 
That  seas  of  troul)le  cannot  diown. 
Nor  Satan's  arts  beguile ; 

5  A  faith  tliat  keeps  tlie  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  i>ure  and  lieavenly  ray 
Lights  up  the  dying  bed ! 

6  Lord,  give  us  sucii  a  faith  as  this; 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come. 
We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

WiUiam  Ililcy  Tinthursl. 
This  excellent  hymn  on  '•''The  Porrcr  of  Faith^^  is 
from  the  anthor's  Psdlms  and  Jlj/mns  for  Piiblic 
and  Private  Use,  ISIH,  and  is  based  on  1  John  v.  4: 
"And  this  is  tlie  victory  thatovcrconieth  the  world, 
even  onr  faith."  There  are  several  verl)al  changes: 
In  verse  one  ''any  carthlj' "  for  "poverty  or;" 
verse  two,  "  Will  lean  "  for  ^'■Can  lean ;  "  verse  fonr, 
"  seas  of  trouble  "  for  "  sin's  wild  ocean,"  and  "  Sa- 
tan's" for  "its  soft;"  verse  five,  "hour"  for 
"spark;"  verse  six,  "us"  for  "me,"  and  ""We'll 
taste  e'en  hei-e"  for  "  we'll  taste  e'en  7io?6'." 


R^ 


455  7s,  6s.    D. 

ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings  ; 

Thy  better  i)ortion  trace ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place  : 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove: 
Ivise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  jirepared  above. 
2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  asctniding,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

liotli  spee<l  them  to  their  source: 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  (lod 

Pants  t/)  view  his  glorious  face, 
U])ward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 


3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn ; 
Press  onward  to  the  prize ; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given  ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  l)elow. 
And  earth  exc;hanged  for  heaven. 
Itoberl  Seagrave. 
'■'■The  Pilgrim's  /S'o?j(/ "  is  the  title  of  this  in  the 
author's  llyinn.s  for  Christian  Worship^  1742.     The 
third  stanza  of  the  original  has  been  omitted: 
3  Fly  me  Riches,  fly  me  Cares, 
Whilst  I  that  coast  explore; 
Flattering  World,  with  all  tliy  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more: 
Pilgrims  flx  not  here  their  Home; 

Sti'angers  tarry  but  a  Night, 
"When  the  last  dear  Morn  is  come, 
They'll  rise  to  joyful  I^ight. 


456  s  M 

IN  every  time  and  place. 
Who  serve  the  Lord  most  high, 
Are  called  his  sovereign  will  t'  embrace, 
And  still  their  own  deny, — 

2  To  follow  his  conuuand, 

On  earth  lus  i)ilgrims  rove. 
And  seek  an  undiscovered  land, 
And  house  and  friends  above. 

3  Father,  the  narrow  path 

To  that  far  country  show. 
And  in  the  stei)s  of  Abrah'm's  faith 
Enable  me  to  go, — 

4  A  cheerful  sojourner 

Where'er  thou  bidd'st  me  roam, 
Till,  guided  by  thy  Spirit  here, 
I  reach  my  heavenly  home. 

Charles  Wesley . 
One  of  the  author's  Short  Seripture  Jri/7n7}s,  17(52, 
basccl  on  Acts  vii.  H:  "(iel  thee  out  of  tliy  counti-y, 
and  fi-om  lliy  kindi'ed,  and  come  into  the  land  that 
I  shall  show  thee." 


457  1(^^''>S   t^lls. 

COME,  let  us  anew  Oin- journey  pursue, 
W^ith  vigor  arise, 
And  press  to  our  j)ermanent  ])lacc  in  tlie 
skies : 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


187 


Of  licaveiily  birtli,  Though  AvaiKl'rhig  on 

earth, 

This  is  not  our  place, 
But  strangers  and  pilgrims  ourselves  we 

confess. 

2  At  Jesus's  call  We  gave  up  our  all ; 

And  still  we  forego, 
For  Jesus's  sake,  our  enjoyments  below  : 
Ko  longing  we  find  For  the  country  l)e- 
hind ; 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  still  we  are  seeking  a  country  above, — 

3  A  country  of  joy  Without  any  alloy ; 

We  thither  repair ; 
Our  hearts   and  our  treasure  already  are 

there  : 
We  march  hand  in  hand  To  Immanuel's 
land ; 

No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth;    for  eternity's 
near ! 

4  The  rougher  our  way,  The  shorter  our  stay ; 

The  tempests  that  rise 
Shall  gloriously  hurry  our  souls    to    the 

skies : 
The  fiercer  the  blast,  The  sooner  'tis  past ; 

The  troubles  that  come 
Shall  come  to  our  rescue,  and  hasten  us 

home.  Charles  Wesleij. 

This  is  the  last  of  three  hymns  bearing  the  title 

'"'On  a  Journey."    It  is  from  Hymns  and  Sacred 

Poems,  1749.    In  verse  four  the  second  and  third 

lines  have  exchanged  places  with  the  fifth  and  sixth. 


458  7s. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey,  let  us  sing ; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise. 
Glorious  in  his  w^orks  and  ways. 

2  We  are  trav'ling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  0  ye  banished  seed,  be  glad ! 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 


4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  ; 
Je-sus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son. 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

John  Cennick. 
This  very  popular  i)ilgrim  song  lias  twelve  stan- 
zas in  the  original  as  found  in  the  author's  Sacred 
Hymns  for  the  Children  of  God  in  the  Days  of  their 
Pilgrimage,  1742.  The  autlior  hail  tlie  second  per- 
sonal pronoun  (ye,  etc.,)  throughout  tlie  hymn,  in- 
stead of  the  first  personal.  Jn  the  second  line  of  tlie 
first  stanza  he  wrote  '•'  sweetly  "  instead  of  "  let  us." 


459  7s 

SON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant ; 
Still  supply  our  every  want ; 
Tree  of  life,  thy  influence  shed ; 
With  thy  sap  my  spirit  feed. 

2  Tenderest  branch,  alas  !  am  I, 
Wither  without  thee  and  die ; 
Weak  as  helpless  infancj' ; 

O  confirm  my  soul  in  thee ! 

3  lTl^g^gtained  by  thee  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call : 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end  ; 
Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Unaltered  and  entire  from  Hymns  on  the  Lord's 
Supper.,  1745. 

460  8s,  7s,  &  4. 

GUIDE  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven. 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  waters  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 


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CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE. 


Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliv'rer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  "When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

William  Williams. 

This  very  popular  and  useful  hymn  was  origi- 
nally written  in  the  Welsh  language  by  the  author 
who  has  been  called  "  the  Watts  of  Wales."  It  was 
translated  into  English  in  1773,  whether  by  the  au- 
thor himself  or  some  one  else  is  not  known.  The 
last  stanza  of  the  original  has  been  omitted: 

4  Musing  on  my  Habitation, 

Musing  on  my  heavenly  Home, 

Fills  my  Soul  with  Holy  Longing, 

Come,  my  Jesus,  quickly  come: 

Vanity  is  all  I  see. 
Lord,  1  long  to  be  with  Thee! 


461  s  M 

BEHOLD,  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ! 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light; 
It  calls  dead  sinnei-s  from  their  tombs. 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ; 
Forever  sure  thy  promise.  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given ! 
O  may  I  never  rea<l  in  vain, 
But  find  the  i)ath  to  heaven! 

Isaac  Watts. 

Author's  title:  "^of/'.s  Word  vtost  crccllrnt;  or, 
Hincrrity  and  WiUrhfulncss  —  For  a  Lord's  Datf 
3/o?-/»i/j.7."  It  is  from  the  author's  I's(dms  of  Da- 
rid,  1719,  being  a  pait  of  his  metrical  verKion  of 
Psalm  xix.  Hymn  No.  30,  beginning,  ''I  hear  thy 
word  with  love,"  is  a  continuation  of  tiu.'  same. 


462  10.,  4s. 

LEAD,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling 
■  gloom. 

Lead  thou  me  on ! 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home ; 

Lead  thou  me  on  ! 
Keep  thou  my  feet ;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene ;  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on ; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  patli ;  l)ut 
now- 
Lead  thou  me  on ! 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and,  spite  of  fears. 
Pride  ruled  my  will :    Remember  not  past 
yeai-s ! 

3  So  long  thy  power  hath  blest  me,  sure  it 

still 

Will  lead  me  on 

O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 
The  night  is  gone. 

And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 

AVhich  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost 
awhile  !  JoJm  Henry  Newman. 

'■'■The  Pillar  of  the  Cloud"  is  the  author's  title  of 
this  hymn,  which  was  written  June  1(>,  1S33,  on  the 
Mediterranean  Sea,  and  was  first  i»ublished  in  the 
British  Magazine,  then  in  Lyra  Apostolica.^  1S.36, 
and  again  in  Verses  on  Various  Occasions,  in  18(k5. 
The  circumstances  that  led  to  its  origin  arc  the  fol- 
lowing: "The  author  fast  went  to  Sicily.  There, 
at  Leonforte,  he  was  very  ill  Avith  malarial  fever. 
'My  servant,'  he  says,  'thought  I  was  dying,  and 
begged  for  my  last  directions.  I  gave  Ihem  as  he 
wished;  but  I  said:  "I  shall  not  die,  for  I  have  not 
sinned  against  light,  I  have  not  sinned  against 
light!  "  I  never  have  been  able  to  make  out  at  all 
what  I  meant.'  Later  on  in  the  course  of  the  dis- 
ease he  became  much  (k'i)ressed  and  sobbed  bit- 
terly. His  servant,  asking  what  ailed  him,  coidil 
only  obtain  the  rei)ly :  '  I  have  a  work  to  do  in  Kn- 
gland.'  At  last  he  was  able  to  'get  ofl"  in  an  or- 
ange boat,'  but  was  becalmed  a  full  week  in  the 
Straits  of  Bonifacio,  between  Corsica  and  Sar-  * 
dinia.  Here  it  was  that  this  hymn— the  most  fa- 
mous of  all  his  luoductions— was  written.  Its  sin- 
cerity of  feeling  and  purity  of  expression  have 
made  it  universally  acceptable,"  (See  Duflield's 
J'Jnf/lish  Jfymus.) 


4(>3  8s,  7s.     With  Chorus. 

GICNTLY,  Ix)rd,  O  gently  lead  us 
Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears: 


DUTIES  AND   TRIALS. 


180 


And,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears. 
0  refresh  us,  O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 
O  refresh  us,  &c. 

3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Sutler  not  our  hearts  to  languish. 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
0  refresh  us,  &c. 

4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till,  by  angel-bands  attended, 
AVe  awake  among  the  blest. 
O  refresh  us,  &c. 

Thomas  Hastiiigs. 

^'•Pilgrimage "  is  the  title  of  this  in  Spiritual 
Songs  for  Social  Worship  published  by  the  author 
and  Dr.  Lowell  Mason  in  1832.  As  then  published, 
the  hymn  had  no  refrain.  The  first  stanza  has 
been  changed  from  this  form : 

*'  Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears; 
Through  the  changes  thou''st  decreed  \is 
Till  our  last  great  change  appears.^'' 
The  last  stanza  began : 

^^And  Avhen  mortal  life  is  ended." 


464  c.  M. 

LORD,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 
Whether  I  die  or  live ; 
To  love  and  serve  thee  is  m\^  share, 
And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 

2  If  life  be  long,  I  will  be  glad 

That  I  may  long  obey ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day  ? 

3  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before ; 
He  that  unto  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  his  door. 


4  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me 

meet 
Tliy  blessed  flice  to  see  ; 
For,  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be? 

5  Then  I  shall  end  my  sad  complaints, 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  witli  the  triumphant  saints 
Who  sing  Jehovah's  praise. 

0  ]\Iy  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small ; 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim  ; 
But  'tis  enough  that  Christ  knows  all. 

And  I  shall  be  with  him. 

Richard  Baxter. 
This  hymn  on  '■'■the  Covenant  and  Confidence  oj 
Faith  "  the  author  Avrote  for  himself;  but  in  a  note 
he  adds:  "This  covenant  my  dear  Avife  in  her 
former  sickness  subscribed  Avith  a  cheerful  spirit." 
Jt  is  found  in  his  Poetical  Fragments^  168L  It  has 
as  there  pxiblished  eight  double  stanzas.  The  origi- 
nal has  been  improved  by  a  few  verbal  changes. 
In  verse  one  above,  which  is  the  fourth  verse  of  the 
original,  the  author  wrote  '•'•yow  it  belongs  not  to 
my  care."  In  verse  two,  line  four,  he  wrote:  "  That 
shall  have  the  same  pay."  In  verse  three  he  wrote 
'•'into"  instead  of  "unto"  and  "this"  instead  ot 
"  his  "  It  is  based  on  Phil.  i.  21 :  "  For  to  me  to  live 
is  Christ,  and  to  die  is  gain." 


465  c.  M. 

RISE,  0  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 
By  ancient  Avorthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear. 

And  in  example  live ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds. 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'Twas  thro'  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood 

They  conquered  every  foe  ; 
And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given. 

And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

John  Needham. 
From  the  author's  Ht/nms,  Devotional,  and  Mor- 
al, on  Various  Subjects,  17GS. 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


466  c  M 

TALK  with  iLS,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 
AVhile  here  o'er  earth  we  rove ; 
Sj^eak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindlings  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing.'we  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  and  care ; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet. 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 

'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek  : 
T'  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ. 

Till  I  thy  glory  see, 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy. 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■''On  a  Journey  "  is  the  title  the  author  gives  this 
hymn  in  h'l^  JTynins  and  Sacred  Poems.,  1740.  The 
original  has  the  fust  i»eison  singular  throughout 
the  hymn  ("Talk  with  ?«^',"etc).  In  the  second 
stanza  the  author,  perhaps  unconsciously,  quoted 
Milton: 

"  With  thee  conversing,  I  forget  all  time," 
IS  wliat  P2vc  says  to  Adam,  in  Paradise  ix)s<.  Book 
IV.,  line  (539.    The  lirst  stanza  is  omitted: 
1  Saviour,  who  ready  art  to  hear, 
( Readier  than  I  to  pray,) 
Answer  my  scarcely  tittered  i)rayer. 
And  meet  me  on  the  way. 


467  c.  M. 

C^  1 1 EKKEI)  witli  thy  convci-so.  Lord,  I  trace 
)    The  desert  witli  delight; 
Througli  all  the  gloom,  one  smile  of  thine 
Can  dissipate  the  nijiht. 

2  Nor  shall  I  tliroui:!!  ctcriKil  days 

A  restless  i>ilgrim  roam  ; 
Tliy  hand,  that  now  directs  my  course, 
Shall  soon  convey  iiie  home. 

3  I  a.«k  not  Enoch's  rapt'rous  flight 

To  realms  of  heavenly  day  ; 


Nor  seek  Elijah's  fiery  steeds. 
To  bear  this  flesh  away. 

4  Joyful  my  spirit  will  consent 
To  drop  its  mortal  load  ; 
And  hail  the  sharpest  pangs  of  death. 
That  break  it^  way  to  God. 

I'll  Hip  Doddridge. 
This  is  the  first  hymn  in  the  author's  volume  of 
Hymns  Founded  on  Various  Texts  in  the  Holy 
Scriptures,  l'5o.  Instead  of  '■'■Lord,  I  trace"  in 
the  lirst  line,  the  original  has  "  I  can  trace."  The 
lirst  two  stanzas  are  omitted: 

1  Eternal  God,  our  wondering  souls 

Admire  thy  matchless  grace; 
That  thou  wilt  walk,  that  thou  wilt  dwell. 
With  Adam's  worthless  race. 

2  O  lead  me  to  that  happy  path, 

Where  I  my  God  may  meet; 
Though  hosts  of  foes  begird  it  round. 
Though  briers  wound  my  feet. 

The  title  of  the  hymn  is  '■'■Enoch's  Piety  aiul 
Translation.''  It  is  based  on  Gen.  v.  24:  "And 
Enoch  walked  with  God;  and  he  was  not;  for  God 
took  him."  Also  Ueb.  xi.  5:  "  By  faith  Enoch  was 
translated  that  he  should  not  see  death;  and  was 
not  found,  because  God  had  translated  him:  for 
before  his  translation  he  had  this  testimouy,  that 
he  pleased  God." 


468 


c 


VST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
Only  lean  uj^on  his  word  ; 

Thou  shalt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 

His  eternal  faithfulness. 


2  Ever  in  the  raging  storm 

Thou  shalt  see  his  cheering  form. 
Hear  his  })ledge  of  coming  aid: 
"  It  is  I,  be  not  afraid." 

3  Cast  thy  l)urden  at  his  feet; 
Linger  at  his  mercy-seat : 

He  will  lead  thee  by  the  hand 
Gently  to  the  better  land. 

4  He  will  gird  thee  by  his  ])ow(>r, 
Tn  thy  weary,  fainting  liour: 
Ix>an,  tlien,  loving,  on  his  word; 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  I>ord. 

Author  unknown. 

This  hymn  has  been  variously  attributed  to  Will. 

iam    Hammond    (174.')),  J«)hn    Cennick   (1745),  and 

Howland  Hill  (17S3).     It  seems  iirobable  thatllam- 

inond  or  Cennick  wrote  it,  and  that  it  was  altered 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


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by  Uowlaiul  Hill  (wlio  was  imicli  given  to  altering 
hymns),  and  probably  fuither  altered  and  abridged 
by  Geoi-ge  llawson  (1857).  It  is  baseil  ou  Psalms  Iv. 
•2'2:  "Cast  thy  burden  upon  the  Lord.'' 


469  c  M 

A  WAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
xjL  And  press  with  vigor  on : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survej^ ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  : 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  luster  boast. 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

5  Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee. 

Have  I  my  race  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 

I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 

Philip  Doddridge, 
The  original  title  of  this  hymn  is  '■^Pressing  On 
in  the  Christian  Eace.'^  It  is  based  upon  Phil.  iii. 
12-14:  '•Not  as  though  I  had  already  attained,  ei- 
ther were  already  perfect:  hut  I  follow  after,  if 
that  I  may  apprehend  that  for  Avhich  also  I  am  ap- 
prehended of  Christ  Jesus.  Brethren,  I  count  not 
myself  to  have  apprehended:  Init  this  one  thing  I 
do,  forgetting  those  things  which  are  behind,  and 
reaching  forth  unto  those  things  which  are  before, 
I  press  toward  the  mark  for  the  prize  of  the  high 
calling  of  God  in  Christ  Jesus."  From  the  author's 
Hi/mns,  1753. 


470 


CM. 


M 


Y  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do. 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 


Go  to  the  ants  ;  for  one  poor  grain 
See  how  they  toil  and  strive  I 

Y^^et  we  who  have  a  heaven  t'  ol^tain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 


3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stai-s  their  courses  move : 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above  : 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  labored  for  our  good — 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  live  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts? 
Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  heart*. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move. 

With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise, 
With  hands  of  foith  and  wings  of  love 
To  fly  and  take  the  j^rize. 

Isaac  Watts. 
"Complaining  of  Spiritual  Sloth"  is  the  title  of 
this  hymn  in  the  author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual 
Songs, 1707.    It  has  been  altered  someAvhat.    The 
first  part  of  the  second  stanza  Watts  wrote: 
"TZ/e  little  ants  for  one  poor  gi-ain 
Labor,  and  tug,  and  strive." 
The  last  line  of  the  fifth  stanza  was  originally 
Avritten: 

"And  sit  and  icarni  our  hearts," 
And  the  last  stanza  Avas  in  this  form: 

'"Then  shall  our  active  sjyirils  move, 

Upicards  our  souls  shall  i-ise; 
"With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize." 


471  L.  M. 

OTHOU  who  all  things  canst  control. 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul ; 
With  joy  and  fear,  Avith  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  i:>erfect  law. 

2  O  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light 
Pierce  throtigli,  dispel,  the  shade  of  night ; 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire. 
With  holy,  conqu'ring  zeal  inspire. 

3  With  outstretched  hands  and  streaming 

eyes, 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize ; 
I  groan,  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray ; 
But  ah !  how  soon  it  dies  awav ! 


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4  The  deadly  sluml^er  soon  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal : 
Eise,  Lord,  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power, 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleep  no  more. 

From  the  German.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
'■'■Spiritual  Slumber  "  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in 
Hi/mns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1839.    This  hymn  and 
tlie  one  from  the  Spanish,  beginning,  *•' O  God,  my 
God,"   are  the  only  translations  of  .John  Wesley 
from  authors  as  yet  unknown.    This  hymn  has 
never  found  a  place  in  the  Wesleyan  Collection. 
Two  stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted  above: 
3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant; 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul,  and  faint: 
"With  steps  iinwavering,  undismayed, 
Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread. 

6  Single  of  heart,  O !  may  I  be. 
Nothing  may  I  desire  but  Thee; 
Far,  far  from  me  the  world  remove, 
And  all  that  holds  me  from  Thv  love. 


472  L.  M, 

AAVAKE,  our  souls  !  away,  our  fears  ! 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone ! 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race. 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  From  him,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fi'esh  supply ; 

"While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength. 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

4  Swift  as  the  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  his  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  flj--, 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

Isaac  Watts. 
''The  Christian  Race"  is  the  title  of  this  in  the 
author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  It  is 
based  on  Isaiah  xl.  28-31:  "Hast  thou  not  known, 
liast  thou  not  lieard,  that  the  everlasting  God,  the 
Lord,  the  Creator  of  the  ends  of  the  earth,  fainteth 
not,  neithci-  is  weary?  there  is  no  searching  of  his 
undeistandiiig.  Jle  giveth  power  to  tlie faint;  and 
to  them  thai  have  no  miglit  he  increaselh  strength, 
Kven  the  youths  shall  faint  and  l)e  weajy,  and  the 
young  men  .sl)all  utterly  fall:  Hut  they  that  wait 
upon  the  I.or<l  shall  renew  tlieir  strength;  they 
shall  mount  up  with  Mings  us  eagles;  they  ehall 


run,  and  not  be  weary;  and  they  shall  walk,  and 
not  faint."  The  third  stanza  of  the  original  is 
omitted,  being  separated  from  the  second  stanza 
by  a  dash  and  not  by  a  period  as  above: 

8  Thee,  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 


473  6s  &  4s. 

NEARER,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee ! 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer,       , 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone ; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear. 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky. 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  (lod,  to  thee, 


Nearer  to  the 


Sarah  Flower  Adams. 


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This  hymn  first  appeared  iii  a  volume  of  Hymns 
and  Anthems  published  in  1840  by  the  author's 
pastor,  Rev.  William  Johnston  Fox.  Few  who 
sing  this  beautiful  hymn  are  aware  of  how  accu- 
rately it  is  founded  upon  the  incident  in  Jacob's 
journey  recorded  in  Gen.  xxviii.  11-19:  "And  Ja- 
cob lighted  upon  a  certain  place,  and  tarried  there 
all  night,  because  the  sun  Avas  set;  and  he  took  of 
the  stones  of  that  place,  and  put  them  for  his  pil- 
lows, and  lay  down  in  that  place  to  sleep.  And  he 
dreamed,  and  behold  a  ladder  set  up  on  the  earth, 
and  the  top  of  it  reached  to  heaven;  and  behold  the 
angels  of  God  ascending  and  descending  on  it.  .  .  . 
And  Jacob  rose  up  early  in  the  morning,  and  took 
the  stone  that  he  had  put  for  his  pillow,  and  set  it 
up  for  a  i:)illar,  and  poured  oil  \ipon  the  top  of  it. 
And  he  called  the  name  of  that  place  Bethel." 

Travelers  in  Palestine,  Avhen  they  A'isit  the  ruins 
of  Bethel,  frequently  pause  at  this  '•'  house  of  God  " 
to  worship  the  God  of  Jacob,  an  indispensable  part 
of  the  worship  being  the  singing  of  "Nearer,  my 
God,  to  thee." 

Few  hymns  have  ever  attained  such  universal 
popularity  as  this.    The  fact  that  the  authoress 
was  a  Unitarian  has  caused  some  to  object  to  the 
use  of  the  hymn  in  Christian  Avorship.    The  name 
of  Christ  does  not  appear  in  the  hymn.    The  com- 
pilers of  the  Baptist  Hymn-hook  have  attempted 
to  obviate  this  objection  and  adapt  it  to  the  Avor- 
ship  of  Christ  by  adding  A  stanza  composed  at  their 
request,  by  Rev.  Arthur  Tozer  Russell,  as  folIOAVs: 
"  Christ  alone  beareth  me 
Where  thou  dost  shine. 
Joint  heir  he  maketh  me 

Of  the  divine; 
In  Christ  my  soul  shall  be 
Nearest,  mj'  God,  to  thee, 
Nearest  to  thee." 
Dr.  Thomas  O.  Summers,  late  Book  Editor  of  the 
Methodist  Episcopal  Church,  South,  strongly  dis- 
approved of  the  iise  of  this  hymn  by  Christian 
Avorshipers.    He  Avrote  a  Christian  substitute  for 
It,  one  verse  of  AA'hich  is  the  folloAving: 
"  The  crosses  on  me  laid 

Still  press  me  doAvn ; 
One  cross  can  give  me  aid, 

One  cross  alone ; 
The  cross  of  Calvary — 
My  Saviour's  cross— lifts  me 
Nearer  to  thee." 
But  no  substitutes  or  improvements  have  ever 
gained  acceptance,  and  the  hymn,  in  spite  of  its 
Unitarian  authorship,  continues   to   be   sung    as 
originally  Avritten,  and  enjoys,  and  perhaps  Avill 
long  continiie  to  enjoy,  among  all  denominations 
of  Christians,  a  popularity  accorded    to  but  fcAV 
hymns  in  the  English  language.    "Although  it  con- 
tains nothing  of  Christ,"  says  George  John  Steven- 
son, "yet  to  those  Avho  have  Christ  in  their  hearts 
it  has  many  times  been  made  a  blessing."    Chris- 
13 


tiansAvill  never  consent  to  give  up  those  sweetest 
and  tenderest  hymns,  "O  thou  who  driest  the 
mourner's  tears,"  and  "Come,  ye  disconsolate," 
because  the  gifted  author,  Thomas  Moore,  Avas  far 
from  being  a  Cliristian.  Balaam  and  Saul  were 
among  the  prophets. 

There  is  only  one  slight  verbal  change.  In  the 
fifth  line  of  verse  five  the  author  Avrote: 
"  Still  all  my  song  would  be." 
The  folloAving  reminiscence  is  related  of  Bishop 
Marvin:  "The  Bishop,  at  a  prayer-meeting  that 
he  had  conducted,  stated  that  he  had  recently 
been  traveling  in  the  Avilds  of  Arkansas— his  mind 
Avas  oppressed,  his  heart  sad.  He  had  been  driven 
from  his  family  and  home  by  the  invading  foe,  and 
could  not  hear  of  their  Avelfare,  anu  it  seemed  to 
him  that  clouds  and  darkness  had  completely  en- 
A'eloped  him.  In  this  depressed  state  of  mind  and 
heart  he  approached  an  old  log-cabin  in  a  very  di- 
lapidated condition.  As  he  drew  nearer  he  dis- 
tinguished the  sound  of  a  Avoman's  voice  singing: 

" '  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee.' 
"  He  at  once  alighted  and  Avent  in,  for  the  sound 
of  that  familiar  hymn  seemed  to  enter  his  very  soul. 
He  found  the  singer  to  be  an  aged  AvidoAV,  in  the 
midst  of  poverty,  but  cheerful  and  happj^  in  the 
love  of  God  in  spite  of  her  loneliness  and  Avant.  He 
thought  to  himself,  if  that  poor  AvidoAV  in  such 
loneliness  could  sing  such  a  song,  surely  he  could, 
too.  He  gave  to  the  Avinds  his  fears,  and  from  that 
time  forth,  Avith  full  confidence  in  the  providence 
of  an  overruling  God  and  Father,  and  Avith  aspira- 
tions of  heart  unfelt  before,  he  had  been  singing, 
" '  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee.' 
"This  simple  personal  narrative,"  says  the 
Avriter,  "made  a  deeper  impression  on  my  mind 
than  even  the  rich  sermons  he  preached,  and  Avith 
Avhich  I  Avas  delighted." 

In  the  battle  of  Fort  Donelson  a  brave  little 
drummer-boy  had  his  ai-m  taken  ofl"  by  a  cannon- 
ball.  One  Avho  visited  the  field  after  the  battle  Avas 
over  found  him  dying  of  exhaustion  through  loss  of 
blood;  but  he  at  as  heai'd  singing,  even  Avhile  his 
life-blood  ebbed  aAvay : 

" '  There  let  the  Avay  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven. 
All  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee.' " 
The  folloAving  touching  narrative  is  recorded  by 
an  anonymous  Avriter:  "  Ethel  Brent  liad  been  sick 
for  many  Aveary  Aveeks,  and  uoav  that  she  was  re- 
covering it  Avas  feared  that  she  must  lose  her  eye- 
sight forever.    While  alone  one  Sabbath  morning 
she  said  to  herself,  in  her  darkened  chamber:  'The 
Bible  says  Ave  are  not  tried  above  that  Ave  are  able 
to  bear,  and  I  could  not  endure  that.    O  no,  I  shall 


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not  be  bliuil.'  While  musing  thus  her  little  sister 
Uuth  came  softly  in,  and  said:  '  Sister  Ethel,  1  have 
^ome  to  recite  my  hymn  to  you;  it  is  .-ome  new 
verses  to  "  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,"  anil  I  like 
them  so  much: 

" '  If  where  tliey  loail  my  Lord 
I, too,  be  borne, 

Planting  my  stei»s  in  his, 
Weary  and  worn, 

May  the  path  carry  mc 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee.' " 
" '  That's  not  for  me,'  thouffht  Ethel, '  it  means  the 
old-time  martyrs.'     Was  it  to  be  that  the  path  of 
darkness  was   to  lead  her  nearer  to  God?     The 
childish  voice  continued: 

"  *■  If  lliou  the  cup  of  pain 
Givest  to  drink, 

Let  not  my  trembling  lips 
From  the  diaughi  shrink; 

So  by  my  woes  to  be 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee.' " 
Days  passed.  She  looked  more  and  more  calmly 
at  her  cross.  One  ray  of  hope  alone  remained.  The 
day  had  come  for  removing  the  bandage  which  was 
to  iletermine  whether  she  would  ever  again  see  the 
light.  All  day  long  she  waited,  her  lips  moving  in 
prayer.  The  morning  dawned.  '  0|)en  the  blinds 
•wide,  motlicr;  let  in  all  the  light  you  can  before 
yon  take  oil'  the  bandage.'  The  light  is  tuiiicd  in, 
the  bandage  is  off.  Hut,  alas,  not  a  ray  of  light 
comes  to  the  sightless  eyes,  now  sightless  forever. 
She  sank  upon  her  knees,  the  clasped  hands  were 
uplifted,  the  face  quivered  with  inward  anguish. 
P.ut  those  sightless  eyes,  softened  as  they  were  by 
an  expression  of  meek  and  holy  resignation,  looked 
more  serenely  beautiful  in  the  jnellow  sunlight 
than  they  ever  did  when  rejoicing  in  the  light  of 
day.  As  her  motiier  bent  over  her  slie  heard  the 
pale  lips  whisper: 

*' '  So  by  my  woes  I'll  be 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Nearer  U>  thee.'" 


474  I-  T-  ^^^ 

rpiIKH  will  I  love,  my  .strength,  my  tower; 
A    Tliee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown  ; 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  i)ower, 
In  all  thy  works,  and  thee  alone; 
The((  will  I  love,  till  the  jmre  fire 
Fills  my  whole  soul  with  ehaste  desire. 
2  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That    thy   l)right   ])eanis   on    me    have 
shined  ; 
I  thank  Who,  who  hast  overthrown 

My  foe«,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind  ; 


1  tliank  thee,  whose  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

3  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  mce, 

Nor  sutler  me  again  to  stray ; 
Strengthen  my  feet,  with  steady  pace 

Still  to  press  forward  in  thy  way  : 
;My  soul  and  tiesh,  O  Lord  of  might. 
Fill,  satiate,  with  thy  heavenly  light. 

4  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears  ; 

Give  to  my  heart  chaste,  hallowed  tires; 
Give  to  my  soul,  with  filial  fciirs, 

The  love  that  all  heaven's  host  inspires ; 
That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

5  Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Ix»rd,  my  God; 

Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown 
Or  smile,  thy  scepter  or  thy  rod : 

AVhat  though  my  flesh  and  heart  decay, 

Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day ! 

JoJui  Anyelus  Schejffler.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 

'■^Gratitude  for  our  Conversion''^  is  the  title  of 
this  magnificent  hymn  in  7/i/?«?j.s  and  Sacred 
roeyns.,  1739.  The  Germauorigiiial  is  in  the //rrrn- 
hut  Collection.  The  second  and  thinl  stanzas  of  the 
original  are  omitted  above: 

2  Ah!  why  did  I  so  late  thee  know, 

Thee,  lovelier  than  the  sons  of  men  ! 
Ah!  why  did  I  no  sooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  ease  in  pain! 
Ashamed  I  sigh  and  inly  mourn 
That  I  so  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darkness  willingly  I  strayed; 

I  sought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  roved: 
Faj- wide  my  wand'ring  thoughts  wee  spread; 

Thy  creatures  more  tlian  thee  I  loved; 
And  now  if  more  at  length  I  see, 
'Tis  through  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 


475  7s.  n. 

L(  )UD  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 
Well  this  Ix'autcous  frame  hath  i>huHU'd- 
Woods  that  wave,  and  hills  that  tower, 
Ocean  rolling  in  his  jVower: 
Yet  amidst  this  scene  so  fair, 
Should  I  cease  thy  smile  to  share, 
What  were;  all  its  joys  to  me? 
AVhom  have  I  on  earth  but  thee? 
2  Tvord  of  heaven,  beyond  our  sight 
Shines  a  world  of  i»urer  light; 
Tljcre  in  love's  unclouded  reign, 
Severed  friends  shall  meet  again : 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


195 


0  that  world  is  passing  fair ! 
Yet,  if  thou  <Vert  absent  there, 
What  were  all  its  joys  to  me? 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 

3  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven,  my  breast 
Seeks  in  thee  its  only  rest ; 

1  was  lost;  thy  accents  mild 
Homeward  lured  thy  wand'ring  child : 
0,  if  once  thy  smile  divine 

Ceased  upon  my  soul  to  shine. 
What  were  earth  or  heaven  to  me  ? 
Whom  have  I  in  each  but  thee  ? 

Robert  Grant. 
From  the  author's  ^nererf  Poc?7is,  1839.  The  origi- 
nal coutains  three  stanzas  of  twelve  lines  each. 


476  s.M. 

JESUS,  my  Truth,  my  Way, 
0     My  sure,  unerring  Light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  stej^s  I  stay. 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  Wisdom  and  my  Guide, 

INIy  Counselor  thou  art ; 
O  never  let  me  leave  thy  side. 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart ! 

3  I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee. 

Thou  gracious,  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlightened  be. 
And  never  put  to  shame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  cause ; 
But  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  cross. 

5  Teach  me  the  happy  art, 

In  all  things  to  depend 
On  thee :  O  never,  Lord,  depart. 
But  love  me  to  the  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'-'-For  Believers''^  is  the  title  of   this  in  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems.,  1749.    The  original  contains 
seven  double  stanzas.    The  following  hymn  is  a 
part  of  the  same  original. 


477  s.  M. 

STILL  stir  me  up  to  strive 
AVith  thee  in  strength  divine : 
And  every  moment,  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  soul  of  mine. 


2  Persist  to  save  my  soul 

Throughout  the  liery  hour. 
Till  I  am  every  whit  made  whole, 
And  show  forth  all  thy  power. 

3  O  make  me  all  like  thee, 

Belbre  I  hence  remove  I 
Settle,  confirm,  and'stablish  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

4  Let  me  thy  witness  live. 

When  sin  is  all  destroyed ; 
And  then  my  spotless  soul  receive, 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
See  note  to  the  preceding  hymn,  of  which  this  is 
the  continuation. 

478  c.  M. 

I  WANT  a  principle  within, 
Of  jealous,  godly  fear, 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 
I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wand'ring  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

2  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart. 

The  tender  conscience,  give. 
Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

0  God,  my  conscience  make ! 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 

And  keep  it  still  awake. 

3  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray. 

That  moment.  Lord,  reprove  ; 
And  let  me  weep  my  life  a^^■ay 
For  having  grieved  thy  love. 
O  ma}^  the  least  omission  pain 

My  well-instructed  soul, 
And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole ! 
CJiarles  Wesley. 
'■''For  a  Tender  Conscience"  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.    There  are  five 
stanzas;  the  first  is  omitted,  and  also  half  of  each 
of  the  last  two : 

1  Almighty  God  of  truth  and  love, 

In  me  Thy  power  exert, 
Tlie  mountain  from  my  soul  remove, 
The  hardness  from  my  heart: 


196 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE. 


My  most  obdurate  heart  subdue, 

In  houor  of  Thy  Son, 
And  now  the  gracious  wonder  show, 

And  take  away  the  stone. 
Give  me  to  feel  an  idle  thought 

As  actual  wickedness, 
And  mourn  for  the  minutest  fault 

In  exquisite  distress. 
More  of  this  tender  spirit,  more 

Of  this  aftliction  send. 
And  s])read  the  Dioral  sen.sr  all  o'er, 

Till  pain  witli  life  shall  end. 


479  c.  p.  M. 

BE  it  my  only  wi;^doni  hero, 
To  serve  the  Lord  with  fiHal  fear, 
With  loving  gratitude : 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 
And  walking  in  the  good. 
2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Jesus,  to  me  be  given ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know 
To  glorify  my  God  l)elow, 
And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Unaltered  and  entire  from  Short  Scripture 
7/^?nns,  1702.  It  is  based  on  Job  xxviii.  28:  "Be- 
hold, the  fear  of  the  Lord,  that  is  wisdom;  and  to 
depart  from  evil  is  understanding." 


4S0  i^.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  every  care, 
On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Inspire,  and  then  accept  my  prayer. 
2  If  I  have  tiisted  of  thy  grace, 

•  The  grace  tliat  sure  salvation  brings; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  stays. 
And,  hovVincr,  hides  me  in  his  wings, — 
8  Still  let  him  with  my  weakness  stay, 
Nor  for  a  moment's  si)ace  depart; 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  kee])  till  he  renews  my  heart. 
4  When  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 
His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 
"Itcturn,  and  walk  in  Christ,  thy  way; 
Fly  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near!" 

Charles  Wrslry. 
'"W'dfrh   in  all  t/ii/Kjs^'   is  the  title    of    this   in 


Hymns  and  Sacj-ed  Poe7ns,  1742.  It  is  based  on  2 
Tim.  iv.  5:  "But  watch  thou  in  aM  things,  endure 
alllictions,  do  the  work  of  an  evangelist;  make  full 
prot)f  of  thy  ministi'v."  The  original  contains  lif- 
teen  stanzas.  The  following  hymn  (-tSD  is  a  por- 
tion of  the  same  original. 


481  L.  M. 

UPHOLD  me.  Saviour,  or  I  fall ; 
O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand ! 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 

2  Pierce,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear; 

INIy  utter  helplessness  reveal ! 
Satan  and  sin  are  always  near ; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

3  0  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 

^Might  with  an  even  flame  aspire ! 
Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find. 
And  mark  the  risings  of  desire ! 

4  O  that  my  tender  soul  might  fly 

The  first  abhorred  approach  of  ill ! 
Quick,  as  the  apple  of  an  ej'e. 
The  slightest  touch  of  sin  to  feel. 

5  Till  thou  anew  my  soul  create, 

Still  may  I  strive,  and  watch,  and  pray. 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait. 
And  long  to  see  the  perfect  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 
See  note  to  i)receding  hymn  (480)  of  which  this  is 
a  continuation. 

482  I..  M. 

IT  may  not  b(^  our  lot  to  wield 
The  sickle  in  the  ripened  field  ; 
Xor  ours  to  hear,  on  summer  eves, 
The  reaper's  song  among  the  sheaves. 

2  Yet  where  our  duty's  task  is  wrought 
In  unison  with  God's  great  thought, 
The  near  and  future  blend  in  one. 
And  whatsoe'er  is  willed,  is  done. 

3  And  ours  the  grateful  service  whence 
Comes,  day  by  day,  the  recomj^ense ; 
The  hope,  the  trust,  the  j)urpose  stayed. 
The  fountain,  and  the  noonday  shade. 

4  And  were  this  life  the  utmost  span, 
The  only  end  and  aim  of  man, 
Better  the  toil  of  fields  like  these 
Than  waking  dreams  and  slothful  (>ase. 


DUTIES  AND  TlilALS. 


197 


5  But  life,  though  falUng  like  our  grain, 
Like  that  revives  and  springs  again  ; 
And,  early  called,  how  blest  are  they 
Who  wait  in  heaven,  their  harvest  day ! 
John  Grcenlcaf  Whitticr. 
'■'•Seed-lime  and  Harvest^^  is  the  title  of   this 
hjmn  as  it  appears  in  the  author's  Miscellaneous 
Poems.    The  first  three  stanzas  of  the  original  poem 
are  omitted: 

1  As  o'er  his  furrowed  fiekls  -which  lie 
Beneath  a  coldly-dropping  sky, 
Yet  chill  Avith  winter's  melted  snow, 
The  husbandman  goes  forth  to  sow. 

2  Thus,  Freedom,  in  the  bitter  blast 
The  ventures  of  tliy  seed  we  cast. 
And  trust  to  warmer  sun  and  rain 
To  swell  the  germ,  and  fill  the  grain. 

3  Who  calls  thy  gloi-ious  service  hard? 
Who  deems  it  not  its  own  reward? 
Who,  for  its  trials,  counts  it  less 

A  cause  of  praise  and  thankfulness? 


483 


8.  M. 


THOU  seest  my  feebleness, 
Jesus,  be  thou  my  power, 
My  help  and  refuge  in  distress. 
My  fortress  and  my  tower. 

2  Give  me  to  trust  in  thee  ; 

Be  thou  my  sure  abode : 
My  horn,  and  rock,  and  buckler  be, 
INIy  Saviour,  and  my  God. 

3  Myself  I  cannot  save, 

]Myself  I  cannot  keep  ; 
But  strength  in  thee  I  surely  have, 
Whose  eyelids  never  sleep. 

4  My  soul  to  thee  alone. 

Now,  therefore,  I  commend  : 
Thou,  Jesus,  love  me  as  thine  own, 
And  love  me  to  the  end ! 

Charles  Weslcij. 
^'•For  the  Watch-nighV  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  1749,  The  original  has 
ten  double  stanzas,of  which  the  above  are  the  ninth 
and  tenth.  The  following  hymn  (No.  484)  is  a  part 
of  the  same  original.  The  second  stanza  of  the 
original  begins: 

'■'•Cause  me  to  trust  in  thee." 
The  last  two  lines  were  written : 

"Thou,  Jesus,  having  loved  Thine OAvn, 
Shalt  love  me  to  the  end." 
These   changes  Avere   probably  made   by   John 
Wesley  for  his  Collection  of  1780. 


484  •-•  M. 

GRACIOUS  Kedeemer,  shake 
This  slumber  from  my  soul ! 
Say  to  me  now,  "Awake,  awake ! 
And  Christ  shall  make  thee  whole." 

2  Lay  to  thy  mighty  hand ; 

Alarm  me  in  this  hour ; 
And  make  me  fully  understand 
The  thunder  of  thy  power! 

3  Give  me  on  thee  to  call, 

Always  to  watch  and  pray, 
Lest  I  into  temptation  fall, 
And  cast  my  shield  away. 

4  For  each  assault  prepared 

And  ready  may  I  be  ; 
Forever  standing  on  my  guard, 
And  looking  up  to  thee. 

5  O  do  thou  always  warn 

INIy  soiil  of  evil  near ! 
When  to  the  right  or  left  I  turn, 
Thy  voice  still  let  me  hear : 

6  "  Come  back  !  this  is  the  way  ! 

Come  back  !  and  walk  herein  !  " 
O  may  I  hearken  and  obey. 
And  shun  the  paths  of  sin  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  above  are  the  fifth,  sixth,  and  seventh  of  ten 
double  stanzas  belonging  to  the  original,  which  is 
the  second  of  the  author's  '•'-Hymns  for  the  WatcJi- 
night'^  found  in  his  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems, 
1749.    The  original  I^egins: 

"Ah,  Avhat  a  wretch  am  I ! 
I  cannot  watch  one  hour." 


485 


Y 


S.  M. 
E  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 


2  Let  all  j'our  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,  'tis  your  Lord's  command  : 

And  while  we  speak  he's  near; 
IMark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand. 
And  ready  all  appear. 


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4  O  happy  servant  he 

In  f^iu'h  a  pOf^ture  found  I 
He  .shall  his  I^rd  with  rapture  see, 
And  Ije  with  honor  crowned. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

This  hymn  on  '-'■The  Watchful  Scrvanf^  is  hascd 
(Ml  Luke  xii.  35-37:  "  Ix't  your  loins  be  girded  about, 
;iiul  your  liirhts  burniiij^:  and  ye  youit;elves  like 
unlo  men  that  wait  for  their  lord,  when  lie  will 
return  from  the  wedding;  that,  when  he  cometh 
and  knocketh,  they  may  oi)en  unto  him  immediate- 
ly. Blessed  are  those  servants,  whom  the  lord 
when  he  cometh  shall  find  watching:  verily  I  say 
unto  you,  that  he  shall  gird  himself,  and  make 
tliem  to  sit  down  to  meat,  and  will  come  forth  and 
serve  them.''  It  is  from  the  author's  Ht/mns^  1755. 
The  last  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 
5  Christ  shall  the  banquet  si)read 

AVith  his  own  royal  hand, 
.  And  raise  that  faithful  servant's  hesul 

Amiil  the  angelic  band. 


486 


S.  M. 


A  CHARGE  to  keei)  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky : 
To  serve  the  j^resent  age, 
INIy  calling  to  fulfill, — 
O  may  it  all  my  poAvers  engage, 
To  do  my  INIaster's  -will ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  0,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 

A  strict  account  to  give ! 
Help  me  to  Avatch  and  pray. 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forever  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  one  of  the  most  frequently  sung  hymns  in 
the  langiiage.  It  i:?  short,  intensely  i)iactical,  an<l 
Kceins  always  ai)|)i<»i)iiate.  It  is  found  in  the  au- 
thoi's  Short  Serij)tiire  J/j/mns,  17(>2,  and  is  based 
on  Lev.  viii.  :35:  "■  Keep  the  charge  of  the  Lord,  that 
ve  die  not." 


487 


S.  M. 


GiOD  of  almighty  love,— 
^   Tiy  whose  suflicicnt  grace 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  ahove, 
An<l  hiniihlv  seek  thv  face, — 


Through  Jesus  Christ,  the  Just, 

]\Iy  faint  desires  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust. 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Whate'er  I  say  or  do, 

Thy  glory  be  my  aim  ; 
My  oil  'rings  all  be  offered  through 

The  ever-blessed  name : 
Jesus,  my  single  eye 

Be  fixed  on  thee  alone : 
Thy  naine  be  praised  on  earth,  on  high, 

Thy  will  by  all  be  done. 

3  Spirit  of  faith,  inspire 

My  consecrated  heart ; 
Fill  me  with  pure,  celestial  fire, 

AVith  all  thou  hast  and  art: 
My  feeble  mind  transform. 

And,  perfectly  renewed, 
Into  a  saint  exalt  a  worm — 

A  worm  exalt  to  God ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:  ^'- For  Believers.  An  Hourly  Act  of  Obla- 
tion.^^  Yiom  Jlymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  \1\\).  In 
verse  two  the  author  wrote  '■'■  speaJc  or  do"  instead 
of  ^'•say  or  do,"  and  "/s  fixed"  instea<l  of  "IJe 
fixed;"  in  verse  three,  "Spirit  of  gracc^^  instead 
of  "Spirit  of /a?7/j,"  and  "hast  or  art"  instead  of 
"hast  and  art."  The  idea  conveyed  in  the  last 
line  bears  a  striking  resemblance  to  a  passage  in 
the  "Night  Thoughts"  of  Dr.  Young,  who  as  a 
l)oet  was  a  favorite  with  the  Wesley's: 

"  How  i)oor,  liow  rich, how  abject. how  august, 
How  complicate,  how  wonderful,  is  man  ! 

•Midway  from  nothing  to  Deity? 

A  beam  ethereal,  sullied,  and  absorj)l ! 

Though  sullied  and  «lishonored,  still  divine? 

Dim  miniature  of  greatness  absolute! 

An  heir  of  glory,  a  frail  heir  of  dust! 

Helpless  immortal,  insect  inlinite! 

A  worm  !  a  god  I  " 


488  i^-  M. 

WIIICN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
What  were  his  works,  from  day  to  day 
Wni  miracles  of  i)ower  and  grace. 
That  si)read  salvation  through  our  race? 

2  Teach  us,  O  I^ord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  i)att(.irn,  and  thy  steps  pursue  ; 
T>et  alius  bestowed,  let  kindness  done, 
]>e  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 
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3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none  can 

thank. 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank. 

4  But  he  who  marks,  from  day  to  day. 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way. 
Treads  the  same  path  the  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

Thomas  Gibbons. 
This  hymn  appears  in  two  double  stanzas  in 
Streeter's  Colleclioii^l8-29.  It  is  there  anonymous. 
The  first  appearance  of  this  striking  hymn  is  per- 
hai)S  in  the  author's  Sei-mons,  1787.  It  does  not  ap- 
pear in  his  Hymns,  17G9,  unless  it  be  svggested  in 
the  following  verse  found  therein  in  another  hymn : 

"When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

He  proved  his  Grace  from  Day  to  Day; 

Meanness  and  "Want  to  Him  applied; 

Meanness  and  AVant  He  ne'er  denied." 


2  Jf  you  cannot  cross  the  ocean 

And  the  lieatlien  lands  cxploi-e, 
You  can  find  the  needy  nearei-, 

You  can  lielp  thorn  at  your  door; 
If  you  cannot  give  your  tliousands, 

You  can  give  tlie  widow's  mite, 
And  the  least  you  give  for  Jesus 

Will  be  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  If  you  cannot  speak  like  angels, 

H  you  cannot  preach  like  Paul, 
You  can  tell  the  love  of  Jesus, 

You  can  say  he  died  for  all; 
If  you  cannot  rouse  the  wicked 

With  the  judgment's  dread  alarms, 
You  can  lead  the  little  children 

To  the  Saviour's  waiting  arms. 


489  8s  &  7s. 

HARK,  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling, 
"  Who  will  go  and  work  to-day  ? 
Fields  are  white,  and  harvests  waiting. 

Who  will  bear  the  sheaves  away  ?  " 
Loud  and  long  the  Master  calleth, 

Rich  reward  he  offers  free ; 
Who  will  answer,  gladly  saying, 
"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me  ?  " 

2  Let  none  hear  you  idly  saying, 
"There  is  nothing  I  can  do," 
While  the  souls  of  men  are  dying. 

And  the  Master  calls  for  you : 
Take  the  task  he  gives  you,  gladly  ; 

Let  his  work  your  pleasure  be  ; 
Answer  quickly  when  he  calleth, 
"  Here  am  I,  send  me,  send  me." 

Daniel  March. 
This  hymn  was  Avritten  in  18C8  while  the  author 
was  a  pastor  in  Philadelphia.  On  the  18th  of  Oc- 
tober he  was  to  preach,  by  request,  to  the  Christian 
Association  of  that  city.  At  a  late  hour  he  learned 
that  one  of  the  hymns  selected  was  not  suitable. 
His  text  was,  "Here  aiu  I;  send  me,"  Isa.  vi.  8. 
In  "great  haste,"  lie  says,  he  wrote  the  hymn,  and 
it  was  sung  from  the  manuscrii)t.  In  verse  one 
the  author  wrote  "crying"  instead  of  "calling." 
The  original  contains  two  stanzas  that  are  omitted 
above : 


490  L  M 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 
So  let  our  works  g.nd  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
AVhen  the  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied. 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up. 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord ; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'•'•Holiness  and  Grace''''  is  the  title  of  this  valua- 
lile  hyni]!  in  the  author's  volume  of  Hymns  and 
Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  It  Avas  M'l'itten  to  follow  a 
sermon  on  Titus  ii.  10-13:  "That  thej' may  adorn 
the  doctrine  of  God  our  Saviour  in  all  things.  For 
the  grace  of  God  that  bringeth  salvation  hath  ap- 
peared to  all  men,  teaching  us  that,  denying  un- 
godliness and  worldly  lusts,  we  should  live  soberly, 
righteously,  and  godly,  in  this  present  world ,  look- 
ing for  that  blessed  hope,  and  the  glorious  a])pear- 
ingof  the  great  God  and  our  Saviour  Jesus  Christ." 


491  L.  M. 

AH  !  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess, 
A  gracious  soul  may  fall  from  grace : 
The  salt  may  lose  its  seas'ning  power, 
And  never,  never  lind  it  more ! 


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2  l.est  that  my  fearful  cas^e  should  be, 
Kaoh  inoinent  knit  my  ?oul  to  thee ; 
And  lead  me  to  the  mount  above, 
Through  the  low  vale  of  humble  love. 
Charles  M'tslcy. 
From  SJiort  Scripture  Hj/mns,  1702.    It  is  based 
on  Matt.  V.  13:  "Ye  are  the  salt  of  the  earth:  but 
if  llie  salt  liavc  lost  his  savor,  wheiewitli  shall  it 
be  salted?  it  is  theiu-eforth  jrood  for  nothinj;,  but  to 
be  cast  out,  ami  to  be  trodileu  uuder  foot  of  lucu." 


'TESUS,  shall  I 
?J    Firmly  grour 


492_ 

never  be 
ounded  upon  thee  ? 
Never  by  thy  work  abide? 
Never  in  thy  wounds  reside  ? 

2  0  how  wav'ring  is  my  mind, 
Tossed  about  with  every  wind ! 
O  how  quickly  doth  my  heart 
From  the  living  God  de^^art! 

3  Jesus,  let  my  nature  feel 
Thou  art  God  unchangeable : 
Jaii,  Jehovah,  great  I  A^NI, 
Speak  into  my  soul  thy  name. 

4  Grant  that  every  moment  I 
]May  believe  and  feel  thee  nigh, 
Steadfastly  behold  thy  face, 

'Stiiblished  with  abiding  gmce. 

Charles  ^Vcsle1/. 
The  original  of  tliis  hymn  has  twenty  stanzas. 
It  is  found  in  Jfi/miis  and  Sacred  Poeyns,  1742,  and 
is  based  on   Phil.  ii.  5:  "Let  this  mind  be  in  you 
Avliicli  was  also  in  Christ  Jesus.'' 


493  p-  M. 

WHO  in  the  Lord  confide. 
And  feel  his  Hi)rinkled  blood, 
In  storms  and  hurricanes  abide 

Firm  as  the  mount  of  God: 
.Sti'adfa.st,  and  fixed,  and  sure, 

His  Sion  cannot  move; 
His  faithful  j)eople  stiuid  secure 
In  Jesus'  guardian  love. 
2  As  rotind  Jerusalem 

The  hilly  bulwarks  rise, 
So  God  protects  and  covers  them 

From  all  their  enemies : 
On  every  side  he  stands, 
And  for  bis  Israel  cares; 


And  safe  in  his  almighty  hands 
Their  souls  forever  bears. 

3  But  let  them  still  abide 

In  thee,  all-gracious  Lord, 
Till  every  soul  is  sanctified, 

And  perfectly  restored: 
The  men  of  heart  sincere 

Continue  to  defend ; 
And  do  them  good,  and  save  them  here, 
And  love  them  to  the  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  the  author's  CoUeclion  of  Psalms  and 
JTymns,  1743.  The  original  contains  six  <k'Ub!(» 
stanzas.  It  is  a  jtaraphrase  of  the  one  hundred 
and  twenty-fifth  Psalm:  "They  that  trust  in  the 
Lord  shall  be  jus  ^fount  Zion,  -which  cannot  be 
removed,  but  abideth  forever.  As  the  mountains 
aie  round  about  Jei-usalem,  so  the  Loi-d  is  round 
about  his  peojjle  from  henceforth  even  forevei-. 
.  .  .  Do  good,  O  Lord,  unto  those  that  be  good, 
and  to  them  that  are  upright  iu  their  hearts." 


494 


S.  M.    D. 


BID  me  of  men  beware, 
And  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
Discern  their  every  secret  snare, 

And  circumspectly  tread. 
O  may  I  calmly  wait 

Thy  succoi-s  from  above. 
And  stand  against  their  open  hate, 
And  well-dissembled  love! 

2  !My  sjnrit,  Lord,  alarm, 

AVhen  men  and  devils  join: 
Against  the  wiles  of  Satan  arm, 

In  panoply  divine. 
O  may  I  set  my  face, 

His  onsets  to  repel, 
Quench  all  his  fiery  darts,  and  chase 

The  fiend  to  his  own  hell! 

3  But  above  all,  afraid 

Of  my  own  bosom  foe, 
Still  let  me  seek  to  thee  for  aid, 

To  thee  my  weakness  show ; 
Hang  on  thy  arm  alone, 

AVith  self-distrusting  care, 
And  dei'ply  in  the  spirit  groan 

The  never-ceasing  j)niyer. 

Charles  Wealeu. 


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201 


This  i.s  a  part  of  one  of  tlie  author's  eighteen 
^''Hymiis  for  the  Watch-night-''  found  in  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.  It  Logins  with  the  sec- 
ond verse  of  the  original,  the  lir^t  line  of  which  is, 
"Jesus,  bestow  the  power."  It  contains  six  double 
stanzas.  In  verse  two  the  original  has  "might" 
instead  of  "  may ;  "  in  verse  four,  "  fix  "  instead  of 
.<:cf,  "  in  verse  five,  "  sue  "  instead  of  "  seek; "  and 
in  verse  six,  "self-?«/6triistiug." 


495  L   M. 

JESUS !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star : 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee  ! 

1  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  Friend, 
i)n  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ? 
]Sio :  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame. 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

Joseph  Grigg. 
'^Ashamed  of  Me^^  is  the  title  of  this  as  it  ap- 
peared in  a  pamphlet  entitled  Foui-  Hymns  on  Di- 
vine Subjects,  1765.  It  is  based  on  Mark  viii.  38: 
'•  Whosoever  therefore  shall  be  ashamed  of  me  and 
of  my  words,  in  this  adulterous  and  sinful  genera- 
tion, of  him  also  shall  the  Son  of  man  be  ashamed, 
when  he  cometh  in  the  glory  of  his  Father  with 
the  holy  angels.*'  The  author  is  said  to  have  com- 
posed this  hymn,  of  which  the  above  is  a  I'evision 
by  Benjamin  Francis,  when  but  ten  years  of  age. 
The  original  is  as  follows: 

1  JesnsI  and  shall  it  ever  be! 

A  mortal  Man  ashamed  of  thee? 

Scorned  be  the  Thought  by  Rich  and  Poor; 

O  may  I  scorn  it  more  and  more ! 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesiis!  sooner  far 
Let  Ev'ning  blush  to  own  a  Star. 
Ashamed  of  Jesus  I  just  as  soon 

Let  Midnight  blush  to  think  of  Noon. 

3  'Tis  Evening  with  my  Soul  till  He, 
That  Morning-Star  bids  Darkness  flee; 
He  sheds  the  Beam  of  Noon  divine 
O'er  all  this  Midnight  Soul  of  mine. 


4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  I  shall  yon  Field 
Blush  wlien  it  thinks  who  bids  it  yield'. 
Yet  blush  I  must,  while  I  adore, 

I  blush  to  tliink  I  yield  no  more. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  of  that  Friend, 

On  whom,  for  Heaven,  my  Hopes  depend; 
It  must  not  be— be  this  my  Shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  His  Name. 

6  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  yes,  I  may, 
AVhen  I've  no  Crimes  to  wash  awaj-; 
No  Tear  to  wipe,  no  Joy  to  crave. 
No  Fears  to  quell,  no  Soul  to  save. 

7  .'Till  then,  (nor  is  the  Boasting  vain,) 
'Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain: 
And  O.  may  this  my  Portion  be. 
That  Saviour  not  ashamed  of  me! 


496  c.  M. 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 
Behold  my  heart,  and  see ; 
And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love ; 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 

"When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear? 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  foce 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Would  not  mine  ardent  spirit  vie 

AVith  angels  round  the  throne, 
To  execute  thy  sacred  will. 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 

6  AVould  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 

7  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord  ; 

But  0  !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joj's, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

Philip  Doddridge, 


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''.-I  ;j  Appeal  to  Christ  for  the  Sincerity  of  Love  to 
Jlim,"'  based  on  John  \xi.  15:  "  Jcs-us  saith  to  Si- 
mon Peter,  Simon,  son  of  Jonas,  lovest  thou  nie 
more  than  these?  He  saitli  unto  liim.  Yea,  Lord; 
thou  knowest  that  I  love  thee.  Jle  saith  unto  him. 
Feed  my  lambs."    From  the  author's  Jlymns,  1755. 


497  c.  -M. 

SHE  loved  her  Saviour,  and  to  him 
Her  costhest  i>resent  brought ; 
To  crown  his  liea«l,  or  grace  his  name, 
No  gift  too  rare  she  thought. 

2  So  let  the  Saviour  be  adored, 

And  not  the  poor  despised ; 
Give  to  the  hungry  from  your  hoard. 
But  all,  give  all  to  Christ. 

3  Go,  clothe  the  naked,  lead  the  blind. 

Give  to  tlie  ^veary  rest ; 
For  sorrow's  children  comfort  find, 
And  help  for  all  distressed. 

4  But  give  to  Christ  alone  thy  heart. 

Thy  faith,  thy  love  supreme; 
Then  for  his  sake  thine  alms  impart, 
And  so  give  all  to  him. 

William  Culler. 
This  hymn  first  ai')i)eiired  in  the  Christian  Mirror, 
of  Portland,  Mc.,  April  2:},  1820.  It  is  based  upon 
the  story  of  Mary  and  the  alabaster  box  of  precious 
ointment  as  recorded  in  Matt.  xxvi.  G-13.  Two 
stanzas  arc  omitted : 

2  And  though  the  prudent  worldling  frowned, 
And  thoiight  the  i)()()r  bereft ; 
Christ's  humble  fiicnd  sweet  comfort  found, 
For  he  approved  the  gift. 

4  The  poor  are  always  with  us  here, 
'Tis  our  great  Father's  i)lan 
That  mutual  wants  and  mutual  cai-c 
Mav  bind  us  man  to  man. 


498  c.  jr. 

JESUS,  let  all  thy  lovers  shine, 
Tlhistrious  as  the  sun  : 
And,  bright  with  l>orrowcd  rays  divine 
Their  glorious  circuit  run. 

2  Beyond  the  reach  of  mortals,  spread 
XJu'ir  light  where'er  they  go; 
Aixl  heavenly  influences  shed 
On  all  the  world  ])elow. 


3  As  giants  may  they  run  their  race, 

Exulting  in  their  might; 
As  burning  luminaries,  chase 
The  gloom  of  hellish  night 

4  As  the  bright  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

Their  healing  wings  display  ; 
And  let  their  luster  still  increase 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  from  the  author's  Short  Ily7nns  on  Select 
Passac/es  of  the  Holy  Scriptures,  1702.  It  is  based 
on  Judges  v.  31:  "Let  them  that  love  him  be  as  the 
sun  when  he  goeth  forth  in  his  might."  Two  stan- 
zas are  omitted: 

5  Such  honor  all  thy  saints  receive, 

"Who  thee  sincerely  love; 
Dispensers  of  thy  gifts  we  live. 
And  general  blessings  prove;— 

6  And  when  our  useful  course  is  run, 

Enjoy  the  kingdom  given, 
Briglit  as  the  uncreated  Sun, 
lu  the  eternal  heaven. 


499  II  >i 

MUST  I  my  brother  keep, 
And  share  his  pain  and  toil, 
And  M'eep  with  those  that  weep, 

And  smile  with  those  that  smile, 
And  act  to  each  a  brother's  part, 
And  feel  his  sorrows  in  my  heart? 

2  Must  I  his  burden  bear, 

As  though  it  were  my  own, 
And  do  as  I  would  care 

Should  to  myself  be  done. 
And  faithfid  to  his  int'resb*  i)rove. 
And  as  myself  my  neighbor  love? 

3  INIust  I  reprove  his  sin? 

]\Iust  I  partake  his  grief, 
And  kindly  enter  in. 

And  minister  relief. 
The  naked  clothe,  the  hungry  feed, 
And  love  him,  not  in  word, but  deed' 

4  O  make  me  as  thou  art, 

Thy  Spirit,  Ivord,  bestow; 
The  kind  and  gentle  heart 

That  feels  another's  woe  ; 
That  thus  I  may  be  like  my  Head, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  footsteps  tread. 
Thomas  Jiajffles. 


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This  hymn  is  probably  from  the  author's  Supple- 
mcnt  to  Dr.  Watts's  Psalms andHi/mns,lSod.  The 
fourth  stanza  is  omitted: 

•1  Then,  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 
A  student  let  me  be, 
And  learn,  as  it  is  meet. 

My  duty.  Lord,  from  thee; 
For  thou  didst  come  on  mercy's  plau, 
Aud  all  thy  life  was  love  to  mau. 


500  sJi 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed — 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  know'st  not  which  shall  thrive, 

The  late  or  early  sown : 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
AVhen  and  wherever  strewn : 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength. 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear. 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  : 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dr\% 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky, 

5  Then,  when  the  final  end, 

The  day  of  God  is  come,  j 

The  angel  reapers  shall  descend,  I 

And  heaven  sing,  "  Harvest  home ! "     i 
James  Montgomery,      j 
The  original  title  of  this  in  the  author's  Original 
Hymns,  1853,  is  ''The  Field  of  the  World."     It  is 
based  on  Eccl.  xi.  0:  "In   the  morning  sovr  thy! 
seed,  and  in  the  evening  withhold  not  thy  hand: 
for  thou  knowest  not  whether  shall  prosper,  either 
this  or  that,  or  whether  they  both  shall  be  alike 
good."    The  second  and  third  stanzas  of  the  origi- 
nal are  omitted: 

2  Beside  all  waters  sow, 

The  highway  fuiTows  stock. 
Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 
Scatter  it  on  the  rock. 

3  The  good,  the  fruitful  gi'onnd. 

Expect  not  here  nor  there; 
O'er  hill,  o'er  dale;  by  plots,  'tis  found; 
Go  forth,  then,  everywhere. 
In    the   fifth    stanza    above,    the   author   wrote 
"Thence"  for  "Then,"   "glorious"    for  ^' final," 
and  "cry "for  "sing." 


501  L.  M. 

(^  O,  lal)or  on ;  spend  and  be  spent, 
J   Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will : 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went ; 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 

2  Go,  labor  on  ;  'tis  not  for  naught ; 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain  ; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 
The  ^Master  praises, — what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on  ;  your  hands  are  weak  ; 

Your  knees  are   faint,  your   soul   cast 
down ; 
Yet  falter  not ;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near, — a  kingdom  and  a  crown ! 

Horatius  Bonar. 
These  are  the  first,  second,  and  fourth  stanzas  of 
a  hymn  of  eight  stanzas  in  Hymns  of  Faith  and 
Hope  under  the  title:   "The  Useful  Life."     Two 
stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  Toil  on,  faint  not;  keep  watch  and  pray  I 

Be  \rise  the  erring  soxil  to  win; 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway; 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

5  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home; 
Soon  Shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  peal,  "  Behold,  I  cornel " 


502  c.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 
Thy  bounties,  how  complete? 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine ; 
AVhat  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace. 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  foce. 

4  In  them  thou  mayst  be  clothed  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheered, 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
This  hymn,  on  '■'Believing  Chi-ist  in   His  Poor 
Saints,"  is  based  on  Matt.  xxv.  40:  "Inasmuch  as 


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ye  have  done  it  unto  one  of  the  least  of  these  my 
brethren,  ye  have  done  it  unto  me."  The  fifth 
stanza  is  omitted: 

5  Thy  face  with  rev'rcnce  and  with  love, 
I  in  thy  poor  would  see; 
O  rather  let  me  beg  my  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee! 
From  the  author's //^?n«s,  irSo. 


503  c.  M. 

THESE  mortiil  joys,  how  soon  tliey  fade! 
How  swift  they  pass  away ! 
The  dying  flower  redines  its  head, 
The  beauty  of  a  day. 

2  The  bags  are  rent,  the  treasure's  lost, 

"We  fondly  called  our  own : 
Scarce  could  we  the  i)ossession  boast. 
When,  lo !  we  found  it  gone. 

3  But  tliere  are  joys  that  cannot  die, 

AVith  God  laid  uj)  in  store: 
Treasure,  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 

4  To  that  my  rising  heart  aspires, 

Secure  to  find  its  rest, 
And  glories  in  such  wide  desires, 
Of  all  its  wish  possessed. 

5  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scattered  here  below. 
In  the  fair,  fertile  fields  above, 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 

6  The  mite  my  willing  hands  can  give, 

At  Jesus'  feet  I  lay ; 
Grace  shall  the  humble  gift  receive. 
And  Heaven  at  large  repay. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
From  the  author's  7/jym?i.9,  17')5,  where  it  is  titletl 
^■'■Providind  Jhu/s  that  Wax  not  old.^*  Based  on 
Lukexii.  :}:5,  31:  "JMovidc  yourselves  bags  which 
wax  not  old,  a  treasuie  in  the  heavens  that  failcth 
not,  where  no  tliicf  ajjpioacheth,  neither  moth 
(•(.rni  jitct  1).  For  where  your  treasure  is,  there  will 
your  heart  be  also." 


504  c.  M. 

FATIIIOR  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 
All-j)owerful  from  above, 
To  ftnii  ill  our  olM'dicnt  souls 
Tlic  iuiaj^c  of  thy  love. 


2  0  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know ; 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe ! 

3  AVhen  the  most  helpless  soils  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  men, 

When  throned  above  the  skies; 
And  midst  th'  embraces  of  thy  love. 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew. 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground ; 
And  gave  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
On'-'-The  Good  Samaritan,"  'Luke  x.  30-37.    Al- 
terations: In  fourth  stanza  "of  Jiis  God  "to  "of 
thy  Zore,"  and  in  llfth  stanza  "  make"  to  "  gave." 
From  the  author's  i/j/?n?js,  1755. 


505  8s.    D. 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
AVhen  Jesus  no  longer  I  see ! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 
flowers, 
Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me, — 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume. 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice ; 
His  presence  dispei'ses  my  gloom, 
'    And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice : 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh. 

Have  notliing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortid  so  hapi)y  as  I, 

My  sunnner  would  last  all  Uw  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  liis  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned  ; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

AVould  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
Wliil(»  blessed  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  i)alace  a  toy  would  ai)pear; 
And  i)risons  would  ]):da('es  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  nie  tliere. 


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4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  lonr;? 
0  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  }:iy  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore ; 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 
John  Newton. 
This  widely  popular  hymn  on  ^'■Delight  in  Christ " 
is  based  on  Ps.  Ixxiii.  25:  "  Whom  have  I  in  heaven 
but  thee?  and  theie  is  noneui)on  earth  that  I  desire 
besides  thee."  In  verse  four,  line  seven,  "unto 
thee"  has  been  needlessly  changed  to"  to  thee  up." 
From  the  Olney  Hymns^  1779. 


506  8s 

THOU  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 
The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art : 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

AVhere  all,  w^ho  their  Shepherd  obey. 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 

And  screened  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 

2  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 
There  only  I  covet  to  rest ; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock,  ^ 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast : 
'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 
And  never  a  moment  depart ; 
Concealed  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 
Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  the  author's  Short  Hymns  on  Select  Pas- 
sages of  the  Holy  Scriptures,  17G2.  It  is  based  on 
the  Song  of  Solomon  i.  7:  "  Tell  me,  O  thou  whom 
my  soul  loveth,  -where  thou  feedest,  where  thou 
niakest  thy  flock  to  rest  at  noon:  for  why  should  I 
be  as  one  that  tiirneth  aside  by  the  flocks  of  thy 
companions'?  "  The  original  hymn  contained  three 
doul)le  stanzas.  The  second  is  here  omitted,  as 
follows : 

2  Ah  show  me  that  happiest  place, 
That  place  of  thy  people's  abode, 
"Where  saints  in  an  ecstasy  gaze, 
And  hang  on  a  crucified  God: 
Thy  love  for  a  sinner  declare, 

Thy  passion  and  death  on  the  tree, 
My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear, 
To  sufl'er,  and  triumph  with  thee. 


507  c.  M. 

JESUS,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly, 
On  whom  my  help  is  laid  : 
Oppressed  by  sins,  I  lift  my  eye, 
And  see  the  shadows  fade. 

2  Believing  on  my  Lord,  I  find 

A  sure  and  present  aid : 
On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 
Be  every  moment  stayed ! 

3  Whate'er  in  me  seems  wise,  or  good. 

Or  strong,  I  here  disclaim  : 
I  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 
Of  the  atoning  Lamb. 

4  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  rest. 

On  thee  will  I  depend, 
Till  summoned  to  the  marriage  feast, 
"When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'''•After  a  Relapse  into  Si7i"  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,   1742.     The   original 
contained  ten  stanzas,  of  which  the  above  are  the 
sixth,  eighth,  ninth,  and  tenth. 


508  CM. 

GOD  of  all  grace  and  majesty. 
Supremely  great  and  good, 
If  I  have  mercy  found  with  thee 
Through  the  atoning  blood, — 

2  The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give, 

And  to  my  pardon  join 
A  fear  lest  I  should  ever  grieve 
The  Comforter  divine. 

3  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  sight, 

My  strict  Observer  see ; 
And  thou,  by  rev'rent  love,  unite 
My  childlike  heart  to  thee. 

4  Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  past, 

At  Jesus'  feet  abide ; 
So  shall  he  lift  me  up  at  last, 
And  seat  me  by  his  side. 

Charles  Wesley. 
The  first  and  last  of  five  double  stanzas  titled 
'•'•  For  the  Fear  of  God"  and  found  in  Hymns  ainl 
Sacred  Poems,  1749.  In  verse  one  the  author  wrote 
"  favor"  instead  of  "  mercy,"  and  "  gracious  Spir- 
it "  instead  of ''  Comforter." 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


509  <3s.     D. 

MY  Jesus,as  thou  wilt : 
O  may  thy  will  be  mine  1 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign  : 
Tliroutrh  sorrow  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 
^ly  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

2  ^ly  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

If  needy  here  and  poor, 
Give  me  thy  people's  bread, 

Their  portion  rich  and  sure : 
The  manna  of  thy  Word 

Let  my  soul  feed  upon ; 
And  if  all  else  should  fail, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

3  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear. 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear : 
Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone. 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

4  ]My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt : 

All  shall  be  well  for  me ; 
Each  changing  future  scene 
I  gladly  trust  with  thee: 
Straight  to  my  home  above, 

I  travel  calmly  on. 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death. 
My  Ix)rd,  thy  will  be  done. 
Benjamin  Schmolkc.    Tr.  by  Jane  Borthivick. 
'-'■Thy  Will  be  Done  "  is  the  title  of  tliis  in  Hymns 
from  the  Land  of  Luther,  1S53.    It  is  based  upon  1 
Sam.   iii.   18:    "  Tt  is  the  Lord:  let  liim  do  whsit 
seenieth  liini  good."    The  original  contained  seven 
stanzas. 


510  s  M 

LORD,  I  delight  in  thee. 
And  on  thy  care  depend; 
To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee. 
My  best,  my  only  Friend. 
2  When  nature's  streams  are  dried, 
Tliy  fullness  is  tlie  same; 


With  this  will  I  be  siitisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  Who  made  my  heaven  secure, 

Will  here  all  good  provide : 
While  Christ  is  rich,  can  I  be  poor? 
AVhat  can  I  want  beside  ? 

4  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ! 

I  triumph  and  adore : 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

John  Byland.  (Alt.) 
This  hymn  appears  in  Rylaixd^s  Hymns  and 
Veises  on  Saercd  Subjects  as  reprinted  by  Daniel 
Sedgwick  in  his  Library  of  Spiritual  Songs,  18(52. 
The  original  is  common  meter  and  contains  seven 
stanzas. 

511  c.  M. 

SIXG,  0  ye  mnsomed  of  the  Lord, 
Your  great  Deliv'rer  sing ; 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound. 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road. 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise. 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 

3  There  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  ; 
^ While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled. 

4  INIarch  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength ; 

Pureue  his  footsteps  still ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye. 
While  lab'ring  up  the  hill. 

Philij)  Doddridge. 
"■The  High-tray  to  Glory  ^^  is  the  title  of  this  in 
the  author's //i/»i?js,  1755,  where  it  has  six  stanzas. 


512  7s 

LORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  imj^art. 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
I  shall  as  my  I\Iaster  be, 
Rooted  in  humility ! 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Changed  into  a  little  child  ; 
Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides. 
Weaned  from  all  the  world  besides. 


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3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee ; 
Every  evil  let  me  flee ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above, 
Hai)py  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  joined  ! 
Him  let  Israel  still  adore. 
Trust  him,  praise  him  evermore. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Charles  Wesley's  version  of  Psalm  exxxi.  in  his 
Poetical  Version  of  the  Psalms^  the  assigned 
date  of  which  is  1743.  The  Psalm  is  as  follows: 
"•  Lord,  my  heart  is  not  hanghty,  nor  mine  eyes 
lofty:  neither  do  I  exercise  myself  in  great  mat- 
ters, or  in  things  too  high  for  me.  Surely  I  have 
behaved  and  quieted  myself,  as  a  child  that  is 
weaned  of  his  mother:  my  soul  is  even  as  a  weaned 
child.  Let  Israel  hope  in  the  Lord  from  henceforth 
and  for  ever." 


13 


C.  M. 


0 


IT  is  hard  to  work  for  God, 
To  rise  and  take  his  part 
Upon  this  battle-field  of  earth, 
And  not  sometimes  lose  heart ! 


2  He  hides  himself  so  wondrously. 

As  though  there  were  no  God ; 
He  is  least  seen  when  all  the  powers 
Of  ill  are  most  abroad ; 

3  Or  he  deserts  us  in  the  hour 

The  fight  is  all  but  lost ; 
And  seems  to  leave  us  to  ourselves 
Just  when  w^e  need  him  most. 

4  It  is  not  so,  but  so  it  looks ; 

And  we  lose  courage  then  ; 
And  doubts  will  come  if  God  hath  kept 
His  promises  to  men. 

5  But  right  is  right,  since  God  is  God ; 

And  right  the  day  must  win ; 
To  doubt  would  be  disloyalty. 
To  falter  would  be  sin ! 

Frederick  William  Faber. 

"■The  Right  Must  Win''  is  the  title  of  this  in  the 
author's  Hymns,  1862.  The  original  contains  eight- 
een stanzas  of  which  the  above  are  the  first,  sec- 
ond, third,  sixth,  and  eighteenth. 


514  i^.  M. 

LET  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast. 
The  mighty  glory  in  their  might, 
The  rich  in  fiatt'ring  riclies  trust. 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 

2  The  rush  of  num'rous  years  iDcars  down 

The  most  gigantic  strength  of  man ; 
And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone, 
"When  dust  he  turns  to  dust  again  ? 

3  One  only  gift  can  justify 

The  boasting  soul  tliat  knows  his  God ; 
When  Jesus  doth  his  blood  apply, 
I  glory  in  his  sprinkled  blood. 

4  The  Lord,  my  righteousness,  I  praise, 

I  triumph  in  the  love  divine. 
The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace. 

In  Christ  to  endless  ages  mine. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Hymns  on  Select  Passages  of  the 
Holy  Scriptures.,  1762.  It  is  based  on  Jer.  ix.  23, 
24:  "Thus  saith  the  Lord,  Let  not  the  wise  man 
glory  in  his  wisdom,  let  not  the  mighty  man  glory 
in  his  might,  neither  let  the  rich  man  glory  in  his 
riches:  but  let  him  that  glorieth  glory  in  this,  that 
he  understandeth  aiulknoweth  me,  that  I  am  the 
Lord  which  exercise  loving-kindness,  judgment, 
and  righteousness,  in  the  earth:  for  in  these  things 
I  delight,  saith  the  Lord."  In  verse  four,  last  line, 
the  author  wrote  *"  through"  instead  of  ^  to." 


515  L.  M. 

OTHOU,  who  camest  from  above, 
The  pure  celestial  fire  t'  impart. 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
On  the  mean  altar  of  my  heart. 

2  There  let  it  for  thy  glory  burn. 

With  inextinguishable  blaze. 
And  trembling  to  its  source  return. 
In  humble  love  and  fervent  praise. 

3  Jesus,  confirm  my  heart's  desire. 

To  work,  and  speak,  and  think,  for  thee ; 
Still  let  me  guard  the  holy  fire, 
And  still  stir  up  thy  gift  in  me. 

4  Ready  for  all  thy  perfect  will, 

My  acts  of  faith  and  love  repeat. 

Till  death  thy  endless  mercies  seal, 

And  make  the  sacrifice  complete. 

Charles  Wesley. 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


From  Short  Hymns  on  Select  Passages  of  the 
Holy  Scriptures,  17(52.  It  is  based  on  I^cv.  vi.  13: 
'*  The  flic  t^hall  t'ver  be  buruing  upon  the  altar;  it 
shall  never  u^o  out." 


516  c.  M. 

RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
Of  mortals  here  below  : 
;May  I  its  great  iniportiince  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know  ! 

2  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom : 
'Twill  lit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

3  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed. 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued. 
His  government  to  own ! 

4  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love 

Be  joined  with  godly  fear; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

5  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  insjoire  ; 

Let  warm  affections  rise ; 
And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire 
To  mount  above  the  skies  ! 

John  Faivcett. 
From  the  author's  ITymns  Adapted  to  the  Cir- 
cumstances of  Public  WorsJtij)  and  Private  Devo- 
tion, 1782. 


517   _  f^.M. 

MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  thee,  io  thee  I  call : 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Tliy  shining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  I  dwell: 
'Tis  j)aradise  wlien  thou  art  here; 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  tliy  face. 

How  ainial)le  they  are! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  tliine  embrace. 
And  nowliere  else  l)ut  tliere. 

4  To  thee,  and  tliee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss: 


They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne. 
And  dwell  whei-e  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  alibrd  : 
No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

"Where  all  my  pleasures  roll : 
The  circle  where  my  j)assions  move, 
And  center  of  my  soul 

8  To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 

AVith  infinite  desire ; 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie! 
0  Jesus,  raise  me  higher ! 

Isaac  Watts. 
'■'■God  All  in  AW''  is  the  title  of  this  in  Hymns 
and  Spiritual  Songs,  Book  II.,  1707.  It  is  based  on 
Ts.  Ixxiii.  25:  "Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee? 
and  there  is  none  upon  earth  that  I  desire  besides 
thee." 

518  c.  M. 

MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
INIy  everlasting  all, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above. 
Or  on  tliis  earthly  l)all. 

2  AVliat  empty  things  are  all  the  skies. 

And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
Tliere's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  IIow  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth. 

If  once  compared  to  thee! 
Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me? 

4  AVere  I  ])ossessor  of  the  earth. 

And  called  the  stars  my  own, 
AVitliont  thy  graces  aiid  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

5  Let  others  stretch  tlieir  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore  ; 
Grant  me  tlie  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

Isaiic  Waffs. 


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^'■God  My  Only  Happiness  "  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Spiritxial  Songs,  Book  II.,  1707.  Tlic 
Scripture  basis  is  the  same  as  that  of  the  preceding 
hymn.    The  original  contains  eight  stanzas. 


519  c  M 

HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 
How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 
Thither  the  wann  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food ; 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 

From  all  created  good. 

Isaac  Watts. 

'•'■Love  to  the  Creature  is  Dangerous  "  is  the  title 
of  this  in  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  It  is 
said  to  have  been  written  hj  the  author  while  he 
was  suffering  the  mortification  of  a  i-ejected  love- 
suit.  The  young  lady's  name  was  Singer.  She 
Avas  a  poetess  herself,  writing  under  the  name  of 
"•Philomela."  Dr.  "Watts,  it  seems,  was  not  at- 
tractive in  person— at  least  not  so  to  Miss  Singer, 
though  she  was  an  ardent  admirer  of  his  poetic 
genius.  She  said  she  "  prized  the  jewel,  but  could 
not  admire  the  casket  that  held  it."  She  became 
Mrs.  Rowe,  but  Dr.  Watts  never  married.  The 
year  after  her  man-iage  the  author  published  his 
Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs  (1707),  when  this 
hymn  made  its  first  appearance.  Dr.  Muhlen- 
buvg's  beautiful  and  popxilar  hymn,  beginning  "  I 
would  not  live  alway,"  is  said  to  have  had  a  simi- 
lar origin;  and  that  by  John  "Wesley,  beginning 
''How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot!"  reads  as  if  it 
might  also  have  been  autobiographic. 


520  L.  M.    G  1. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  w^hose  height, 
Whose    depth     unfathomed,   no     man 
knows, 
14 


I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose : 
jNIy  heart  is  pained,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  finds  rest  in  thee. 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 

The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove. 
And  fain  I  would  ;  but  though  my  will 

Seem  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove ; 
Yet  hindrances  strew  all  the  way  ; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

3  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone. 

The  lord  of  every  motion  there ! 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

4  O  hide  this  self  from  me,  that  I 

No  more,  but  Christ  in  me,  may  live ! 
My  vile  affections  crucify. 

Nor  let  one  darling  lust  survive  ! 
In  all  things  nothing  may  I  see. 
Nothing  desire  or  seek,  but  thee ! 

5  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 

My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call; 
Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 

"  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All ! » 
To  feel  thy  power,  to  hear  thy  voice. 
To  taste  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

Gerhard  Tersteegen.    Tr.  by  JohJi  Wesley. 
This   hymn   bears   the   title  '■'■Divine  Love''''  in 
Psalms  and  Hymns,  1738.    It  was  translated  by 
Ml'.  "VN'esley  in  1736,  while  he  was  at  Savannah,  Ga. 
Three  stanzas  are  omitted  above: 

3  'Tis  mercy  all  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee  I 
Yet  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 

Xo  peace  my  wand'ring  soul  shall  see: 
O  when  shall  all  my  wand'i-ings  end. 
And  all  ray  steps  to  thee-ward  tend! 

i  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart. 

To  save  me  from  low -though  ted  care: 
Chase  this  self-will  through  all  my  heart, 

Through  all  its  latent  mazes  there: 
Make  me  thy  duteous  child,  that  I 
Ceaseless  may  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

7  Ah  no!  ne'er  will  I  backward  turn*, 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone,  I  am! 
Thrice  happy  he  who  views  with  scorn 

Earth's  toys,  for  ihee  his  constant  flame: 
O  lielp,  that  I  may  never  move 
From  the  blest  footsteps  of  thy  love  I 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


521  '^-M.  1). 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
"While  ye  surround  his  throne. 
The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place ! 
Keligion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

AVho  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 

May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 
The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

That  all  the  earth  surveys. 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 

And  calms  the  roaring  seas — 

3  This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 

To  carry  us  above. 
There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in : 

4  Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 

Should  constiint  joys  create. 
The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below: 
Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 

From  faith  and  hope  may  gro\\'. 

5  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweet«. 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 

Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
Then  let  our  songs  abound. 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  tliro'Immanuel's ground 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Isftac  Wdfta. 

^'/frnvrnlif  Jni/  on  Earth  "  is  the  title  of  tJiis  in 
Jliimns  anrl  Spiri(\tal  ,So7)</s,  1707.  In  the  first 
stanza  the  author  wrote  in  the  first  line  "we"  in- 
stead of  '\ve."  in  the  seconri  line  "our"  instead  of 
"  your,"  and  in  the  fourth  line  "An«l  thus"  instead 
of  "While  ye,"  and  "the"  instead  of  "his."    In 


the  third  stanza  he  wrote  "fav'rites"  instead  of 
"  servants."    The  fourth  stanza  the  author  put  ia 
brackets.    As  he  wrote  it  the  reading  is: 
"  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

And  thumlcrs  tchen  7je please. 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky,    • 
And  viajiages  the  seas." 
It  was  altered  by  John  Wesley.    This  is  one  of 
the  most  cheerful  aud  enlivening  hymus  found  iu 
our  Ilymu  Book. 


522  c.  M. 

OTHOU,  whose  bounty  fills  my  cup 
With  every  blessing  meet ! 
I  give  thee  thanks  for  every  drojD — 
The  bitter  and  the  sweet. 

2  I  praise  thee  for  the  desert  road, 

And  for  the  river-side ; 
For  all  thy  goodness  hath  bestowed, 
And  all  thy  grace  denied. 

3  I  thank  thee  for  both  smile  and  frown, 

And  for  the  gain  and  loss  ; 
I  praise  thee  for  the  future  crown, 
And  for  the  present  cross. 

4  I  thank  thee  for  the  wing  of  love. 

Which  stirred  my  worldly  nest ; 
And  for  the  stormy  clouds  which  drove 
Me,  trembling,  to  thy  breast. 

5  I  bless  thee  for  the  glad  increase, 

And  for  the  waning  joy  ; 
And  for  this  strange,  this  settled  peace, 
Which  nothing  can  destroy. 

Jane  Crewdson. 
This  hymn  is  found  in  I.jira  Britannica  (1SG8), 
wiiere  it  bears  the  title,  ^■^lilcss  the  Lord  at  all 
timcs.'^    In  verse  four,  instead  of  "Me, trembling," 
the  author  wrote  "  The  Jlutterer." 


523  c.  M. 

OTIIOU,  whoso  mercy  guides  my  way. 
Though  now  it  seems  severe, 
Forbid  my  unbelief  to  say, 
There  is  no  mercy  here. 

2  0  may  I,  Lord,  desire  the  pain 
That  comes  in  kindness  down. 
Far  more  than  sweetest  earthly  gain, 
Succeeded  by  a  frown. 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


211 


o  Then  though  tliou  bend  my  spirit  low, 
Love  only  shall  I  see ; 
The  gracious  hand  that  strikes  the  blow, 
A\'as  wounded  once  for  me. 

James  Edmeston. 
This  is  one  of  the  author's  two  thousand  hymns, 
the  best  of  which  unchulintr  tliis;  were  collected  in 
a  volume  anil  publislicd  m  ls47. 


►24 


C.  M. 


MY  soul,  with  all  thy  wakened  powers. 
Survey  the  heavenly  prize ; 
Xor  let  these  glitt'ring  toys  of  earth 
Allure  thy  wand'ring  eyes. 

2  The  splendid  crown  which  Moses  sought 

Still  beams  around  his  brow  ; 
Tho'  soon  great  Pharaoh's  sceptred  pride 
Was  taught  b}-  death  to  bow. 

3  The  joys  and  treasures  of  a  day 

I  cheerfully  resign ; 
Rich  in  that  large  immortal  store. 
Secured  by  grace  divine. 

4  Let  fools  my  wiser  choice  deride, 

Angels  and  God  approve ; 
Xor  scorn  of  men,  nor  rage  of  hell. 
My  steadfast  soul  shall  move. 

5  "With  ardent  eye,  that  bright  reward 

I  daily  will  survey  ; 
And  in  the  blooming  prospect  lose 
The  sorrows  of  the  way. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
Author's  title:   '•'Moses's    Wise  Choiee.'^    From 
the  iiuthov^s  Hi/mns, 1755.   It  is  based  on  Heb.  xi.26. 


525  8s,  7s.    D. 

COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing. 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  ])y  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it- 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love ! 

2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 
Hither,  by  thy  help,  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safelv  to  arrive  at  home. 


i  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

j  Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God : 

'         He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood  I 

I      3  O  I  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
;  Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 

Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
j  Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee! 

j         Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 
j  Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 

!         Here's  my  heart,  0  take  and  seal  it ! 
I  Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

Robert  Robinmn. 
'•'-  Desiring  to  Praise  Worthily  "  is  the  title  of  thi.s 
;  in  George  Whitefield's  Colleetion  of  Hymns  for  So- 
ci(d  Worship,  1790.     In  the  first  stanza,  seventh  and 
I  eighth  lines,  the  author  wrote: 
I  '•  Praise  the  mount,  Oh  fix  me  on  it, 

j  Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love." 

I  In  the  first  line  of  the  second  stanza  he  wrote  ••  I '' 
j  instead  of '"I'll,"  in  the  second  line  •'•thine"  instead 
of  "  thy,"  and  in  the  eighth  line  *■'  with  "  instead  of 
j  "his."    In  the  third  line  of  the  third  stanza   he 
wrote  "that  grace,  now"  instead  of  '-thy  good- 
ness." 

It  is  said  that  in  the  latter  part  of  his  life  Mr. 
Robinson  was  somewhat  frivolous  in  his  con- 
duct and  iinspiritual  in  his  ideas,  and  that,  trav- 
eling in  a  stage-coach,  he  encountered  a  lady  who 
compelled  him  to  admit  his  acquaintance  with  re- 
ligion. Do  what  he  would  he  could  not  divert  her 
from  the  topic.  He  became  much  agitated,  but  not 
being  dressed  in  a  conventionally  clerical  costume, 
she  did  not  suspect  that  he  was  a  minister.  Final- 
ly she  quoted  to  him  this,  his  own  hymn,  and  spoke 
of  the  blessings  that  it  liad  brought  to  her  heart. 
Agitated  beyond  the  power  to  control  his  emotion, 
Robinson  broke  out,  "Madam,  I  am  the  poor  un- 
happy man  who  composed  that  hymn,  many  yeai-s 
ago,  and  I  would  give  a  thousand  worlds,  if  I  had 
them,  to  enjoy  the  feelings  t  then  had."'  This  was 
told  to  Dr.  Belcher  by  one  of  the  descendants  of  the 
parties  in  question— but  whether  a  relative  of  Mr. 
Robinson  or  of  the  lady  he  does  not  say— in  the 
neighborhood  of  1S3S.  (See  Duffield's  English 
Hymns.)  This  statement,  however,  of  Mr.  Robin- 
son's backslidden  state  is  by  no  means  universally 
accredited. 


L.  :m. 


526 

BESET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  : 
Saviour  divine,  difluse  thy  light, 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 


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CHRISTIAN    EXPEIUEXCE. 


2  Eiig:ige  this  roving,  treach'rous  heart 
To  lix  on  Mary's  better  i)art, 

To  scorn  the  triHes  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise ; 
Ix^t  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies ; 
No  fatal  sliip wreck  shall  I  fear. 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

Ph  i  I  ip  Dodd  r  idgc. 
".Vttr^'s   CJwice  of  the  Better  Part''  (Luke  x. 
42.)   is   the  author's   title    to  this  in  his  Hymns, 


527  .^.  M. 

THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
AVhat  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
AVhere  living  waters  gently  pass. 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 
Though   I  should  walk   tli rough   death's 
dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd's  witli  me  tliere. 

Isudc  Widtn. 

'"'-Gad  Our  Sftrjihrrd''  is  the  title  of  this  in  the 
author's  Psalms  a/ David,  1719.  Tlic  orifrinal  con- 
tains HJx  stanzas.  The  flftli  ami  sixth,  Avhich  are 
licie  omitted,  are  as  follows: 

r<  In  si)ite  of  all  my  foes, 

Thctu  (lost  my  table  spread; 
My  cup  with  blessiuirs  overflows. 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

(;  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  erf»wn  my  foH'win^  days; 

Nor  from  thy  hou^e  will  I  I'emovc, 

>'or  cease  to  sjieak  thy  praise. 


528  ?•  ^i- 

TEACH  me,  my  God  and  King, 
In  all  things  thee  to  see; 
And  what  I  do,  in  any  thing. 
To  do  it  as  for  thee ; 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway. 

While  still  to  thee  I  tend* 
In  all  I  do  be  thou  the  way. 
In  all  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake : 

Nothing  so  small  can  be, 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  t'  obey  thy  laws, 

E'en  servile  labore  shine ; 
Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause. 
The  meanest  work  divine. 

5  Thee,  then,  my  God  and  King, 

In  all  things  may  I  see ; 

And  what  I  do,  in  any  thing, 

]\Iay  it  be  done  for  thee  ! 

George  Herbert. 
'•^The  Elixir''  is  the  title  of  this  hymn,  which  was 
published  posthumously  in  The  Temple  in  1035.  The 
oritjinal  has  six  stanzas. 


529  CM. 

FATHER,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift: 
]My  soul  on  thee  depends. 
Convinced  that  every  perfect  gift 
From  thee  alone  descends. 

2  Mercy  and  grace  are  thine  alone. 

And  power  and  wisdom  too: 
AVithout  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
We  nothing  good  cau  do. 

3  AVe  cannot  speak  one  usi'ful  word. 

One  holy  thouglit  conceive. 
Unless,  in  answer  to  oin-  Lord, 
Thyself  the  l)lessing  give. 

4  His  blood  demands  the  jnnvhased  grace; 

His  Idood's  availing  ])l('a 
Obtained  the  help  for  all  our  race, 
And  sends  it  down  to  me. 

5  Thou  all  our  works  in  us  hast  wrought ; 

Our  good  is  all  divine; 
The  i)niise  of  every  virtuous  thouglit, 
And  righteous  word,  is  thine. 


DUTIES  AND  TIUALS. 


213 


G  Fruni  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  receive 
The  power  on  thee  to  call, 
In  whom  we  are,  and  move,  and  live ; 
Our  God  is  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and   Sacred  Poems,  1749.    It  is 
Jasecl  on  Phil.  ii.  13:  "For  it  is  God  which  work- 
«th  in  you  both  to  will  and  to  do.*' 


530  6..  D. 

THY  wa}',  not  mine,  0  Lord, 
However  dark  it  be  1 
Lead  me  by  thine  own  hand  ; 

Choose  thou  my  path  for  me. 
I  dare  not  choose  my  lot ; 
I  would  not  if  I  might ; 
Choose  thou  for  me,  my  God, 
So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

2  The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  thine :  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  thine. 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 
Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

"With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  thee  may  seem ; 

Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

3  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends. 

My  sickness  or  my  health  ; 
Choose  thou  my  cares  for  me. 

My  poverty  or  wealth. 
Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice. 

In  things  or  great  or  small ; 
Be  thou  my  guide,  my  strength, 
My  wisdom,  and  my  all. 

Horatius  Bonar. 
'•''Thy  Way  not  Mine'''  is  the  author's  title  in 
bis  Hymns  of  Faith  and  Hope,  1S57.    The  original 
contains  seven  single  stanzas;  the  second  is  here 
omitted.    It  is  as  follows: 

"  Smooth  let  it  be  or  rough, 

It  Avillbe  still  the  best; 
Winding  or  straight,  it  matters  not, 
It  leads  me  to  thy  rest." 


531  L.  M. 

DEEM  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep ; 
The  anointed  Son  of  God  makes  known 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 


2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overfiow  with  tears ; 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

3  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ; 

And  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guest, 

But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light, 

4  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart. 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny, 
Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

5  For  God  has  marked  each  sorrowing  day. 

And  numbered  every  secret  tear ; 
And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suflTer  here. 

William  Cullen  Bryant. 
'•'Blessed  are  They  that  Mourn^''  is  the  title  the 
author  gave  to  this  hymn.  It  was  written  in  1820 
for  a  collection  to  be  used  in  a  Church  in  New  York 
city  of  which  Rev.  William  Ware  at  that  time,  and 
Dr.  Bellows  later,  was  pastor.  The  author  changed 
the  third  line  of  the  first  verse  two  or  three  times. 
The  form  given  above  was  his  last  revision.  One 
stanza,  the  fourth,  is  omitted  here: 

And  thou  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 

Sheddest  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere 
Will  give  him  to  thv  arms  again. 


532  L.  M. 

Y  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  on  life's  rough  way 

0  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  I '' 

2  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh  ; 
Submissive  still,  would  I  reply, 

*'  Tliy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  I  " 

3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize, — it  ne'er  was  mine ; 

1  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine : 
"Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done  I" 

4  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest. 
My  God,  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 
"Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done!" 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


5  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day  ; 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  tiike  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 
'•Thy  will  l)e  done,  thy  will  be  done!" 

G  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  teai-s  before, 
ril  siniz,  npon  a  happier  shore, 
"  Thy  will  be  done,  thy  will  be  done ! " 
Charlotte  Elliott. 

This  tender  and  1)eautiful  hymn  was  written  in 
1834, and  was  first  i)ul)Iished  in  the  Invali(rs  Jlymn- 
Book\  1835.  In  the  first  line  of  the  first  stanza  the 
antlior  wrote  "  and"  instead  of  the  second  "my." 
Tlie  first  line  of  the  third  verse  originallj'  read: 

"■Thongh  thou  hast  called  nie  to  resign." 

Tlie  oriL,'inal  contains  eight  stanzas. 


.■533  s  M. 

THOU  Refuge  of  my  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise. 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  my  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  0  when  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  sjirings  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  oidy  trust; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  <lust. 

Anne  Steele.     (Alt.) 

'■•f^od  l!ir  Onl)l  Jie/uffe  of  the  Troubled  Mind.''  ia 
the  tilleof  tliis  in  tlic  aiitiior's  Poema  on  Siihjects 
Chiefly  Devotional,  17()0.  The  original  contain:) 
eight  stanzas,  ccMnmon  njctcr.  'Vho  above  ai'e  the 
firnt,  tliird,  fourtli,  and  fifUi  cli;ingc<l  to  short  me- 
ter. There  is  u  change  in  the  first,  line  of  ciicM 
utanza.    The  author  wrote  tliem  as  follows: 

1  "  Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul." 

2  ''To  thee  I  tell  e:ich  rising  grief." 

3  "  litit  oh  !  where  gloomy  doubts  i)i'evail." 

4  "Yet,  gracious  God,  when  shall  I  fiec." 


534  i^.  -M. 

OTHOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee ; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free ! 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  aflections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought,  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  w  ay ; 
No  foes,  no  violence,  I  fear. 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  AVhen  rising  floods  piy  soul  o'erflow. 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  liead,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee : 
0  let  thy  hand  support  me  still. 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill ! 

G  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
INIy  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  pe^ce. 

Count  Zinzendorf.  Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
'-'•The  Believer's  Support"  is  the  title  of  this 
hymn  in  Psalms  and  Hymns,  1738.  The  German 
original  is  in  the  Ilerrnhut  Colleetion.  This  hymn 
is  accredited  by  George  J.Stevenson  to  Zinzendorf 
and  by  C.  S.  Nutter  to  Gerhard  Tersteegen.  It 
seems  that  each  of  these  hymn-writers  has  left  a 
hymn  in  the  original  German,  of  which  this  hymn 
of  Wesley  may  be  considered  a  free  translation. 


535  7h 

'rpiS  my  hai>pincss  bellow 
JL  Not  to  live  without  the  cross; 
But  the  Saviour's  i)Ower  to  know. 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must,  and  will  befall ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
L<)V(*  inscribed  ni)()n  them  all, — 
This  is  hui)piness  to  me. 

.3  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet; 
Trials  give  new  life  to  i)rayer; 


DUTIES  AND  TllIALS. 


2h 


Bring  me  to  my  Saviour's  feet, 
Lay  Die  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

William  Coivpcr. 
This  hymn  in  the  original  has  three  double  stan- 
zas.   Tlio  iirst  iialf  oi"  the  second  and  the  third 
stanza  entire  are  omitted: 

God  in  Israel  sows  the  seeds 

Of  aflliction,  pain,  and  toil; 
These  spring  up  and  choke  the  weeds, 
Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil. 

Did  I  meet, no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Miglit  I  not  with  reason  fear 

I  should  prove  a  castaway: 
Bastards  may  escape  the  rod 

Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight; 
But  the  tinie-born  child  of  God 

Must  not— would  not,  if  he  might. 


536  c.  M. 

WHEN  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell, 
My  soul  is  not  dismayed  ; 
I  hear  a  voice  I  know  full  well : 
"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  When  black  the  threatening  skies  appear, 

And  storms  my  path  invade. 
Those  accents  tranquilize  each  fear : 
"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

3  There  is  a  gulf  that  must  be  crossed  ; 

Saviour,  be  near  to  aid ! 
Whisper,  when  my  frail  bark  is  tossed : 
"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

4  There  is  a  dark  and  fearful  vale, 

Death  hides  within  its  shade  ; 

0  say,  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail : 

"  'Tis  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

Charlotte  Elliott. 

This  is  probably  from  the  InvalicVs  Hymn  Book., 
IS35,  or  from  Hours  of  Sorrow  Cheered  and  Com- 
forted, 1836.  

537  c.  M. 

IN  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God, 
Thy  smile  hath  cheered  my  way  ; 
And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good. 
Which  prosperous  days  refused  : 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire, 
Spread  fragrance  when  they're  bruised. 


3  The  oak  strikes  deeper,  as  its  boughs 

By  furious  blasts  are  driven  ; 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 

In  other  times  may  be, 
I'll  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 

Author  Unknown. 
I  have  no  information  concerning  the  origin  or 
authorship  of  this  hymn.    It  was  taken  from  the 
Plymouth  Collection. 


538  c.  M. 

WHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 
And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murm'ring  thoughts  arise. 

And  dread  a  Father's  will ; 
'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still : 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light. 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight : 

4  It  is  that  hope  with  ardor  glows, 

To  see  Him  face  to  face, 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 
Sufficient  art  to  trace. 

5  O  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care. 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night. 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share ! 

Gerard  Thomas  Noel. 
This  is  from  Arvendel;  or,  Sketches  in  Italy  and 
Switzerland.    (Second  edition,  1813.) 


39 


C.  M. 


0 


THOU  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be. 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here. 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee ! 


2  The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 
When  winter  comes  are  flown  ; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
]\Iust  weep  those  tears  alone. 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


3  But  thou  wilt  heal  that  broken  heart, 

Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

4  "When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  tlirew 

A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears. 

Is  dinnned  and  vanished  too, — 

6  O  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom. 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 

Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 

Our  ])eace-branch  from  above ! 

0  Then  sorrow,  touched  1  )y  thee,  grows  bright, 

AVith  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 

As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 

We  never  saw  by  day. 

Thomas  Moore. 

This  is  one  of  the  author's  Sacred  Songs,  found 
in  his  Poetical  Works,  18G8.  It  is  based  on  Ts. 
cxlvii.  3:  "lie  healeth  the  broken  in  heart,  and 
bindeth  up  their  wounds."  This  is  one  of  the  ten- 
derest,  sweetest,  most  touching  hymns  evei" writ- 
ten. 


5-40  8,7.  D. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken. 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  slialt  be. 
Perish,  every  fond  aniljition. 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition  ! 
God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too: 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me; 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue; 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me ; 

Show  th}'  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure; 

Come  disiister,  scorn,  and  i)ain  ; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  i)leasure; 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  ciiUed  thee,  A])ba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee : 
8tf)iiMS  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather 

All  UiUst  work  for  good  to  me. 


4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me  ; 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast: 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me ; 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
O  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me! 
O  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee! 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee: 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  days  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 
Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition. 
Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

Henry  Francis  Lyte. 

Tlie  author's  title  of  this  is  "/>o,  we  have  left  all 

and  /olloii-ed   Thee.''''    From   tbe  author's  Poems^ 

Chiejly  PcWjious,   1S33.    In  tlie    first  stanza  the 

author  wrote    ''Destitute"   instead    of   "Naked, 


poor, 


lie  began  the  fifth  verse  witli  "Take  nir 


soul !  "    This  is  one  of  tlie  noblest  of  our  Christian 
lyrics. 

541  I  M 

I  SI  I  ALL  not  want:  in  deserts  wild 
Thou  spread'st  thy  tiible  for  thy  child; 
While  grace  in  streams  for  thiivting  souls, 
Tlirough  earth  and  licaven  forever  rolls 

2  I  shall  not  want:  my  darkest  itight 
Thy  loving  smile  shall  fill  with  light; 
AVhile  promises  around  me  bloom, 
And  cheer  me  with  divine  perfume. 

3  I  shall  not  want :  Thy  righteousness 
My  soul  shall  clothe  with  glorious  dress; 
My  blood-washed  robe  shall  l)e  more  fair 
Than  garments  kings  or  angels  wear. 

4  I  shall  not  want:  whate'er  is  good, 
Of  daily  Ijread  <jr  angels'  food, 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


217 


cfliail  to  my  Fatlier'ri  child  be  sure, 
So  long  ati  earth  and  heaven  endure. 

Charles  Force  Deems. 
This  is  one  of  the  best  of  the  many  hymns  based  on 
the  twenty-third  Tsalni.  Compare  it  with  Addi- 
son {'^The  Lortl  my  pasture  shall  prepare")  and 
Watts  ('■'  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  ";.  It  was  writ- 
ten by  the  author  in  1872.  He  was  then  (and  is  still 
at  this  writing)  pastor  of  the  Church  of  the  Stran- 
gers in  New  York  City.  One  night  after  going  to 
bed  he  found  that  the  cares  of  the  young  church 
followed  him  and  depressed  him.  It  seemed  to 
make  demands  which  he  coulil  not  meet.  To  com  - 
fort  himself  he  began  to  repeat  consoling  i)assages 
of  Scripture.  Then  occurred  to  him  the  twenty- 
third  Psalm.  He  repeated  over  and  over  "  I  shall 
not  want."  It  began  to  run  into  stanzas,  and  he 
fell  asleep  upon  finishing  the  fourth.  Next  morn- 
ing it  was  so  vivid  that  he  wrote  it  out.  It  has  ap- 
peared in  many  forms,and  has  been  republished  in 
some  English  collections  of  hymns. 


542  c.  M. 

MUST  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 
And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
Xo,  there's  a  cross  for  ever}^  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here  ! 
But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love. 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  The  consecrated  cross  i'll  bear. 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free  ; 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear. 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

Thomas  Shepherd.    (Alt.) 
From  the  author's  Peniicnlial  Cries.,  1692.    The 
author  wrote  the  first  stanza  as  follows: 

"•  Shall  Simon  bear  thy  cross  alone, 

And  other  Saints  be  free? 
Each  Saint  of  thine  shall  find  his  owh, 
And  there  is  one  for  me." 


543  L.  11. 

'^  HHAKE  up  thy  cross,"  the  Saviour  said, 
JL"  If  thou  wouldst  my  disciple  be ; 
Deny  thyself,  the  world  foi-sake. 
And  humbly  follow  after  me." 

2  Take  up  thy  cross  ;  let  not  its  weight 
Fill  thy  weak  spirit  with  alarm ; 


His  strength  shall  bear  thy  spirit  up, 
And  brace  thy  heart  and  nerve  thine 
arm. 

3  Take  up  thy  cross,  nor  heed  the  shame ; 

Nor  let  thy  foolish  pride  rebel ; 
Thy  Lord  for  thee  the  cross  endured. 
To  save  thy  soul  from  death  and  hell. 

4  Take  up  thy  cross,  and  follow  Christ; 

Xor  think  till  death  to  lay  it  down  ; 
For  only  he  who  bears  the  cross 
]May  hope  to  wear  the  glorious  crown. 
Charles  William  Everest. 
This  hymn  was  first  published  in  the  author's 
Visions  of  Death  and  Other  Poems,  1833;   and  al- 
though of  American  origin,  it  is  oftener  found  in 
English  hymnals  than  in  those  published  in  Amer- 
ica.   It  is  based  on  Matt.  xvi.  24:  "If  any  man 
will  come  after  me,  let  him  deny  himself,  and  take 
up  his  cross,  and  follow  me." 


544  CM.  61. 

FATHER,  I  know  that  all  my  life 
Is  portioned  out  for  me  ; 
The  changes  that  v^ill  surely  come 

I  do  not  fear  to  see : 
I  ask  thee  for  a  present  mind, 
Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thoughtful  love. 

Through  constant  watching  wise, 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyfiil  smiles, 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes  : 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself, 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  would  not  have  the  restless  will 

That  hurries  to  and  fro. 
Seeking  for  some  great  thing  to  do, 

Or  secret  thing  to  know  : 
I  would  be  treated  as  a  child, 

And  guided  where  I  go. 

4  Wherever  in  the  world  I  am. 

In  whatsoe'er  estate, 
I  have  a  fellowship  with  hearts, 

To  keep  and  cultivate : 
A  work  of  lowly  love  to  do 

For  Him  on  whom  I  wait. 

5  I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength. 

To  none  that  ask  denied. 


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CHRISTIAN  EXrERIENCE. 


A  mind  to  blend  with  outward  life, 
Wiiile  keeping  at  thy  side: 

Content  to  lill  a  little  space, 
If  thou  be  glorilied. 

G  And  if  some  things  I  do  not  ask 

Among  my  blessings  be, 
I'd  have  my  spirit  filled  the  more 

With  grateful  love  to  thee  : 
More  careful,  not  to  serve  thee  much, 

But  please  thee  perfix^tly. 

A  una  Lactitia  Waring. 
"-My  Thjies  are  in  Thy  Hand^'  (Ps.  xxxi.  15)  is 
the  title  of  this  in  the  author's  Hymns  and  Medi- 
tations, 1S50.  Tliis  tender  nnd  trustful  lyric  has 
few  equals  in  the  language.  It  breathes  the  spirit 
of  sincere  and  devout  itioty.  Only  one  who  wrote 
from  the  heart  could  i)roduce  such  a  hymn  as  this. 


545  c.  M. 

1  RATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise : 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart. 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sure  trust  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Anne  Steele. 
'''•  Desiring  Resignation  and  Thank fidness^^  is 
the  title  of  this  in  Theodosia's  Poems  on  Subjects 
Chiejly  Devotional,  17(10.  The  above  are  the  last 
three  of  the  ten  original  stanzas.  In  the  llrst  stan- 
za, first  line,  the  author  wrote  "And  O  "  instead  of 
'*  Father,"  and  in  the  third  stanza,  line  one,  "sweet 
hope"  instead  of  "sure  trust;"  line  two,  "path  of 
life"  instead  of  "life  and  death;"  line  four,  "bless 
its  haijjiy  end"  instead  of  "  crmv'n  my  journey's 
end." 


lis. 


54(> 

How  flnn  a  foundation,  yc  saints  of  the 
Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faill)  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can    he  say  than  to  you   he 

hath  said, 
Yon  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  liave  fled? 


2  In  every  condition — in  sickness,  in  health  ; 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad  ;  on  the  land,  on  the 

sea— 
"As   thy    days   may    demand,  shall   thy 
strength  ever  be. 

3  "  Fear  not ;  I  am  with  thee ;  0  be  not  dis- 

mayed ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee 

aid ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call 

thee  to  go. 
The  rivers  of  w'oe  shall  not  thee  overflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to 

bless. 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  "When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway 

shall  lie, 
INIv  grace,  all-suflicient,  shall  be  thy  sup- 

i>iy: 

The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee — I  only  de- 
sign 

Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  re- 
fine. 

0  "  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
]\Iy  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 
And  when  hoary  hail's  shall  their  temples 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom 

be  borne. 

7  "The  soul  that  on  Jesus  still  leans  for  re- 
pose, 
I  will  not,  I  vUl  not,  des(>rt  to  his  foes; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor 

to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  nevku  foi-sake." 
George  Keith. 

This  hymn  is  one  of  the  noblest  lyiics  and  richest 
possessions  of  the  Christian  church.  ''^Exceeding 
Great  and  Precious  Promises''^  is  its  title  in  IJip- 
pon's  Selection  of  Hymns  from  the  Best  Authors, 
17S7.  It  is  base<l  ui)on  2  Pet.  i.  4:  "Whereby  arc 
given  ijnto  us  exceeding  great  and  jirecious  ])roni- 
iscs:  that  by  Ihcsc  yc  miglil   he  i)ar(akcis  of  the 


DUTIES  AND  TllIALS. 


2:0 


divine  nature,  having  escaped  the  corruption  that 
is  in  tlie  world  through  lust."  Also  Isaiah  xli.  10, 
"Fear  thou  not;  for  I  am  with  thee:  be  not  dis- 
mayed; fori  am  thy  God:  I  will  strengthen  thee; 
yea,  I  will  uphold  thee  with  the  right  hand  of  my 
righteousness;"  xliii.  2,  "When  thou  passest 
through  the  waters,  I  will  be  with  thee;  and 
through  the  rivers,  they  shall  not  overflow  thee: 
when  thou  walkest  thi-ough  the  lire,  thou  slialt  not 
be  burned;  neither  shall  the  flame  kindle  upon 
thee;"  and  xlvi.  4,  "And  even  to  your  old  age  I 
am  he;  and  even  to  hoary  hairs  will  I  carry  you:  I 
have  made,  and  I  will  bear;  even  I  will  carry,  and 
will  deliver  you." 

547  ^  s.  M. 

TTOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
Jl    Down  from  the  willows  take ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  alTove 
^Ve  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  "When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame. 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  his  control ; 
His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  0  God, 

AVho  stays  himself  on  thee  ; 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation.  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

Augustus  Montagxie  Tojjlady. 
''^Weak  Bclici'o-s  Encouraged''''  is  the  title  of  this 
in  Daniel  Scdgewick's  Poetical  Remains  of  Topla- 
dy,  1860.  The  original  contains  eight  double  stan- 
zas. The  above  are  the  first,  half  of  the  second,  the 
fourth,  and  the  last  half  of  the  eighth. 


2  In  thine  all-gracious  providence 

Our  cheerful  hoj)es  confide; 
0  let  thy  power  be  our  defense, 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide. 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued, 

Too  oft,  with  stul)born  will. 
We  gladly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill, — 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want. 

Let  mercy  still  supply  : 
The  good  we  ask  not,  Father,  grant; 
The  ill  we  ask,  deny. 

James  Merrick. 

'•'■The  Ignorance  of  Man  "  is  the  author's  title  of 
this  in  his  Sacred  and  Moral  Poems.,  1789.  The 
original  contains  eight  stanzas. 


548  c.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee  ; 
Thine  ever  Avatchful  eye 
Alone  our  real  wants  can  see. 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 


549  c.  M. 

1  WORSHIP  thee,  most  gracious  God, 
And  all  thy  ways  adore ; 
And  every  day  I  live,  I  long 
To  love  thee  more  and  more. 

2  When  duty's  path  and  trials  seem 

Like  prison  walls  to  be, 
I  do  the  little  I  can  do. 
And  leave  the  rest  to  thee. 

3  He  always  wins  who  sides  with  God, 

To  him  no  chance  is  lost ; 
God's  will  is  sweetest  to  him  when 
It  triumphs  at  his  cost. 

4  111  that  he  blesses  is  our  good. 

And  unblest  good  is  ill ; 
And  all  is  right  that  seems  most  wrong. 
If  it  be  his  sweet  will. 

Frederick  William  Fabcr. 

This  is  from  the  author's  Hymns.,  publishc<l  in 
various  editions  from  1848  to  1884.  The  original 
contains  fourteen  stanzas,  the  above  being  the  flrst, 
seventh,  thirteenth,  and  fourteenth.  Its  original 
title  is  '-'•The  Will  of  God,^'  and  the  author  wrote 
the  first  line  "  I  worship  thee,  siveet  will  of  God!" 
In  the  third  line  of  verse  one  he  wrote  "  seem  "  in- 
stead of  "long; "  and  in  the  first  line  of  verse  three 
"obstacles"  instead  of  "  duty's  path." 


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550  C.  M. 

Til  ROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  tioul )lc  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
3Iy  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  that  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  0  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

"With  me  exalt  his  name : 
AVhen  in  distress  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

4  The  angel  of  the  Lord  encamps 

Around  the  good  and  just ; 
Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  all 
"Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

5  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blessed  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

6  Fear  him,  ye  saints  ;  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear: 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight; 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

Tate  and  Brady. 

This  hymn  hears  date  1690.  It  is  Tate  and  Bra- 
dy's version  of  tlic  thiity-fourth  Psahii,and  makes 
an  cxcei)tionally  line  liymn,  as  useful  as  it  is  beau- 
tiful in  sentiment. 


551  8^  7s   &  Gs. 

A.AHGHTY  fortress  is  our  God, 
A  bulwark  never  failing: 
Our  Helper  he,  amid  the  flood 

Of  inortid  ills  prevailing. 
For  still  our  ancient  foe 
Doth  pc^ek  to  work  us  woe ; 
His  craft  and  pow(!r  are  great. 
And,  armed  with  cruel  hate, 
On  earth  is  not  his  ecjual. 

2  Did  we  in  our  own  strength  confide, 
Our  striving  would  be  losing; 
Were  not  the  right  man  on  oursi(l(». 
The  man  of  God's  own  choosing. 


Dost  ask  who  that  may  be? 
Christ  Jesus,  it  is  he ; 
Lord  Sabaoth  is  his  name. 
From  age  to  age  the  same. 
And  he  must  win  the  battle. 

3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils  filled, 

Should  threaten  to  undo  us  ; 
AVe  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 

His  truth  to  triumph  through  us. 
Tlie  Prince  of  darkness  grim — 
We  tremble  not  for  him  ; 
His  rage  we  can  endure. 
For  lo !  his  doom  is  sure, 

One  little  word  shall  fell  him. 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  jiowers — 

No  thanks  to  them — abideth  ; 
The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  oure 

Through  him  who  with  us  sideth. 
Let  goofls  and  kindred  go. 
This  mortal  life  also : 
The  body  they  may  kill : 
God's  truth  abideth  still. 

His  kingdom  is  forever. 
Martin  Luther.    Tr.  by  Frederick  II.  Hedge. 

This  translation  appears  in  Hedge's  7/^»j?js/or 
the  Church  of  Christ.,  1853.  The  original  is  Luther's 
version  of  the  fii-st  verses  of  Psalm  xlvi.:  "God  is 
our  refuge  and  strength,  a  very  present  help  in 
trouble.  Therefore  will  \\q  not  fear,  though  the 
earth  be  removed,"  etc. 

The  inscrii)tionon  Luther's  monument  in  Witten- 
berg is  the  first  line  of  this  hymn,  "A  mighty  for- 
tress is  our  God"  is  also  inscribed  across  the  cor- 
ner of  the  magnificent  Lutheran  church  at  Broatl 
and  Arch  streets,  IMuladelphia.  Tliis  hymn  was 
Luther's  solace  in  his  timesof  greatest  i)eril.  Wlieu 
dangcis  gatlicivd  tliickest  about  him  he  would  say 
to  Melan('htlion/'C^)nie,  Philip,  let  us  sing  the  for- 
ty-sixth Psalm,"  by  which  he  nu'ant  his  own 
" characteristic  version." 

In  the  late  Fi-anco-Pi-ussian  war  on  one  occasion 
the  two  armies,  just  before  a  notable  battle,  had 
tl>eir  respective  national  hymns  jilayed  and  sung— 
the  French  army  the  IVLuseilles  hymn  to  the  glory 
of  France,  and  the  German  army  this  grand  old 
hymn  of  Luther: 

"A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God, 
A  bulwark  never  failing." 

It  is  needless  to  add  on  wbicli  side  tlie  Lord  of  Ilostsj 
arrayed  himself  on  that  memorable  day.  TheGcr-1 
man  army  gloriously  triumphed.  j 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


552  L.  M.    D. 

AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear ! 
Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place : 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face ; 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go. 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no ! 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil. 
The  with'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

The  field  illude  the  tiller's  toil. 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afibrd, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742.  It  is 
based  on  Ilab.  iii.  17,  18:  '' Although  the  flg-tree 
shall  not  blossom,  neither  shall  fruit  be  in  the 
vines;  the  labor  of  the  olive  shall  fail,  and  the 
fields  shall  yield  no  meat;  the  flock  shall  be  cut  ofl" 
from  the  fold,  and  there  shall  be  no  herd  in  the 
stalls:  yet  I  will  rejoice  in  the  Lord,  I  will  joy  in 
the  God  of  my  salvation."  There  are  two  addi- 
tional double  stanzas. 


first  lino  of  the  second  stanza:  '■'•While  Providence 
supports,  Let  saints,"  etc.;  and  tlie  second  line  of 
tlie  fourth  verse:  '•'■Boivn  to  the  present  day." 


553  s.  M. 

How  gentle  God's  commands ! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved. 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet. 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
Author's  title :  ''God's  Care  a  Remedy  for  Ours.'' 
Based  on  1  Pet.  v.  7:  "Casting  all  your  care  upon 
him ;  for  he  careth  for  you."    The  author  Avrote  the 


554  s.  M.  D. 

COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  His  hands, 
To  His  sure  trust  and  tender  care. 

Who  earth  and  heaven  commands : 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  coui-se, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

2  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 

So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 
No  profit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self-consuming  care ; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause,  his  ear 

Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

3  Thine  everlasting  truth. 

Father,  thy  ceaseless  love. 
Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 

What  best  for  each  will  prove  ; 
And  whatsoe'er  thou  will'st. 

Thou  dost,  O  King  of  kings  ! 
What's  thine  unerring  wisdom's  choice. 

Thy  power  to  being  brings ! 

4  Thou  everywhere  hast  sway. 

And  all  things  serve  thy  might ; 
Thine  every  act  pure  blessing  is. 

Thy  path  unsullied  light. 
When  thou  arisest,  Lord, 

AVhat  shall  thy  work  withstand  ? 
When  all  thy  children  want,  thou  giv'st ; 
Who,  who  shall  stay  thy  hand  ? 
Paul  Gerhardt.    Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
This  is  a  part  of  Paul  Gerhardt's  famous  ''■Hymn 
of  Trust."    It  is  continued  and  completed  in  the 
hymn  beginning,  "Give  to  the  winds  thy  feai's." 
(Xo.  556.)    Wesley's  translation,  which   he  titled 
''■  Trust  in  Providence.,"  was  Cnst  published  in  1739 
in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.    It  is  based  on  Ps. 
xxxvii.  5:  "Commit  thy  way  unto  the  Lord;  trust 
also  in  him;  and  he  shall  bring  it  to  pass." 

Of  the  sixteen  stanzas  contained  in  this  hymn, 
the  Wesleyan  collection  omits  only  one— the  sev- 
enth—which is  omitted  also  in  the  M.  E.  Hymnal. 
This  is  doubtless  because  the  language  is  liable  to 
a  Calvinistic  interpretation.  The  oiigin  of  this 
hymn  is  itself   such  a  remarkable  proof  of   the 


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blessing  of  trusting  in  l*iovidc'uce,lhat  it  cannot 
Lc  oniitied  in  this  place.  Paul  Geihaidt  was  a 
pi-eacher  iu  Bran<leubuig,  IGoU,  ami  he  loved  to 
l)icafh  f  loiu  his  heart  what  he  believed.  The  Great 
Elector  admonished  him,  ami  threatened  his  ban- 
ishment if  he  did  not  i)reach  as  the  elector  desired. 
Cieriiardt  retnrncd  a  message  to  his  sovereign  that 
it  wonld  be  hard  to  leave  his  home,  his  people,  his 
country,  and  his  livelihood;  but  he  would  only 
preach  what  he  found  in  the  word  of  God.  So  into 
banishment  he  was  sent  with  his  wife  and  cliil- 
dren.  At  the  end  of  the  lirst  day's  journey  they 
rested  at  a  little  inn  for  the  night.  The  little  ones 
were  crying  and  clinging  to  their  mother,  and  she 
also,  overcome  with  fatigue,  could  not  restrain  her 
tears.  The  sad  sight  gave  Gerhardt  a  very  heavy 
heart,  so  he  went  alone  into  the  dark  wood  to  com- 
mend the  whole  to  God.  Whilst  there  his  mind  was 
comforted  Avith  the  text:  "Commit  thy  Avay  unto 
the  Lord:  trust  also  in  him,  and  he  will  bring  it  to 
l)ass."  "Yes,"  he  said,  "though  banished  from 
house  and  home,  and  not  knowing  where  to  take 
my  wife  and  children  on  the  morrow,  yet  God  sees 
me  in  the  dark  wood;  now  is  the  time  to  trust 
him."  lie  was  so  happy  that  he  had  remembered 
the  text,  and  so  thankful  to  God,  that  he  made  the 
text,  iji  connection  with  his  saddening  lot,  into  a 
hymn,  as  he  paced  to  and  fro  amongst  the  trees. 
Every  verse  begins  with  a  word  or  two  from  the 
text,  so  that  if  you  read  the  first  words  of  each  verse 
in  the  German,  you  road  the  text  in  full.  "When 
he  returned  into  the  house,  he  told  his  wife  about 
the  text,  and  repeated  to  her  his  hymn.  She  soon 
dried  up  her  tears  (the  children  having  gone  to 
sleep),  and  became  as  ho]icful  an<l  trustful  in  God 
as  her  husband.  They  had  scarcely  retired  to  rest 
when  a  loud  knocking  was  heard  at  the  door.  The 
landlord,  on  opening  the  door,  found  a  messenger 
on  horseback,  wlio  said  aloud,  "  I  come  from  Duke 
Christian,  of  Meresburg,  and  am  in  search  of  Paul 
Gerhardt;  has  he  passed  this  way?  "  "  Yes,"  said 
the  landlord,  "he  is  in  my  house."  "Let  me  see 
liim  instantly,"  said  the  duke's  messenger.  A  large 
sealed  letter  was  at  once  handed  to  the  banished 
pastor  fiom  the  good  Duke  Christian,  wiio  said  in 
it:"<'ome  into  my  ccmntry,  Paul  Gerhardt,  and 
you  shall  have  church,  ]»eoi)le,  house,  home,  and 
livelihood,  and  liberty  to  pieach  the  gospel  as  your 
lieart  may  jjrompt  you."  80  the  Lord  took  care  of 
his  servant.    (Stevenson.) 

In  a  village  near  Warsaw  there  lived  a  pious 
German  peasant  named  Dobry.  Without  remerly, 
he  had  fallen  into  arrears  of  rent,  an«l  his  landlord 
threatened  to  evict  him.  It  was  winter.  Thrice 
he  appeale*!  for  a  respite,  but  in  vain.  It  was 
evening,  and  the  next  day  his  family  were  to  be 
turned  ont  into  Ihesnow.  Dobry  kneeled  down  in 
Ills  fandly.    After  prayer  they  sung: 

"Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands." 


As  they  came  to  the  last  verse,   in  German,  of 
Part  I., 

"  When  thou  wouldst  all  our  need  supply, 
^\  ho,  who  shall  stay  thy  hand?" 
there  was  a  knock  at  the  window  close  by  where  he 
knelt,  and  opening  it  Dobry  was  met  by  a  raven, 
one  which  his  grandfather  had  tamed  and  set  at 
liberty.  In  its  bill  was  a  ring,  set  with  i)recioud 
stones.  This  he  took  to  his  minister,  who  said  at 
once  that  it  belonged  to  the  King  Stanislaus,  to 
whom  he  took  it,  ami  related  the  story.  The  king 
sent  for  Dobry,  and  rewarded  him,  so  that  he  hatl 
no  need,  and  the  next  year  built  him  a  new  house, 
and  gave  him  cattle  from  his  own  stall.  Over  the 
house  door,  on  an  iron  tablet,  there  is  carved  a 
raven  with  a  ring  in  its  beak,  and  underneath,  tliiii 
address  to  Divine  Providence: 

"Thou  everywhere  hast  sway. 
And  all  things  serve  thy  might; 

Thy  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
Thy  iiath  unsullied  light." 


555  s.  M. 

AWAY  !  my  needless  fears, 
And  doubts  no  longer  mine; 
A  ray  of  heavenly  light  appears, 

A  messenger  divine : 
Thrice  conifortiible  hope, 

That  calms  ni}'  troul)led  l^reast; 
My  Father's  hand  i^rei^ares  the  cup, 
And  what  he  wills  is  best. 

2  If  Avhat  I  wish  is  good, 

And  suits  the  will  divine, 
By  earth  and  hell  in  vain  withstood, 

I  know  it  shall  be  mine. 
Here  then  I  doubt  no  more. 

But  in  his  i)leasure  rest, 
AVhose  wisdom,  love,  and  truth, and  power, 

Engage  to  make  me  blest. 

C/ki  }•!('.<<  Wcslctf. 
From  a  hymn  of  ten  double  stanzas  in  IFifmns 
and  Sacr('<f  Puotia^  1741).  In  the  second  line  of  the 
second  stanza  the  author  wrote,  "That  calms  my 
stormij  breast."  It  is  one  of  fifty -four  hymns 
headed  "7'or  Chrislian  Friends,"  and  is  one  of  a 
number  under  the  sub-head,  "/n  Danger  of  Los - 
i)t(j  his  Friends.'' 

550  .^.  M.  D. 

GIVEtothe  wiiKlsthy  fears; 
Hope,  and  be  undismayed : 
God  hears  thy  sighs, and  counts  thy  tears; 
Ciod  shall  lift  up  thy  head  : 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


223 


Through  waves,  unci  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 

Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone. 
What  though  thou  rulest  not, 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell. 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command  ; 
So  shalt  thou,  wond'ring,  own,  his  way 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand  ! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
AVhen  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 

That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

4  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee ; 
0  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 

Confirm  the  feeble  knee ! 
Let  us  in  life,  in  death. 

Thy  steadfast  truth  declare ; 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath. 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

Paul  Gerhardt.  Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
This  is  the  second  half  of  Wesley's  translation  of 
Gerhardt's  famous  hymn  on  "•Tinist  in  Provi- 
dence," the  first  half  being  the  hymn  beginning 
"  Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs"  (Xo.  554),  which  see 
for  historical  facts  concerning  origin,  etc. 


557  12s,  lis. 

WHILE  thou,  O  my  God,  art  my  Help  and 
Defender, 
No  cares  can  o'erwhelm  me,  no  terrors 
appall ; 
The  wiles  and  the  snares  of  this  world  will 
but  render 
More  lively  my  hope  in  my  God  and 
my  all. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  my  refuge  in  sorrow  and 
danger, 
]My  strength  when  I  suffer,  my  hope 
when  I  fall. 


My  comfort  and  joy  in  this  land  of  the 
stranger, 
]My  treasure,  my  glory,  my  God  and  my 
all. 

3  To  thee,  dearest  Lord,  will  I  turn  without 

ceasing. 
Though  grief  may  oppress  me,  or  sorrow 

befoll, 
And  love  thee  till  death,  my  blest  spirit 

releasing. 
Secures  to  me  Jesus,  my  God  and  my 

all. 

4  And  when  thou  demandest  the  life  thou 

hast  given. 
With  joy  will  I  answer  thy  merciful 
call; 
And  quit  thee  on  earth  but  to  find  thee  in 
heaven. 
]\Iy  portion  forever,  my  God,  and  my 
all.  William  Young. 

This  hjmn  was  written  about  the  midtlle  of  the 
last  century.  The  author  died  in  1757.  It  is  based 
on  Lam.  iii.  24:  '•  The  Lord  is  my  portion." 


558  7s. 

DAY  by  day  the  manna  fell : 
O  to  learn  this  lesson  well ! 
Still  by  constant  mercy  fed. 
Give  me,  Lord,  my  daily  bread. 

2  "  Day  by  day,"  the  promise  reads, 
Daily  strength  for  daily  needs : 
Cast  foreboding  fears  away ; 
Take  the  manna  of  to-day. 

3  Lord !  my  times  are  in  thy  hand  : 

All  my  sanguine  hopes  have  planned. 

To  thy  wisdom  I  resign. 

And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 

4  Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give  : 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live ; 

So  shall  added  years  fulfill, 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will. 

Josiah  Conder, 
Based  on  Luke  xi.  3:  "Give  us  daj' by  day  our 
daily  bread."  "Never  entirely  out  of  the  embar- 
rassments of  pecuniary  struggle,  the  author  still 
maintained  a  hopeful  and  trustful  spirit."  Like 
most  men  dependent  on  literature  for  a  living,  he 
knew  what  it  was  to  struggle  for  his  daily  bread. 


224. 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


IIapi)yissuch  a  one  if  he  has  trustful  faith  andpiety 
suflicient  either  to  write  or  to  sing  witl)  the  heart  a 
hymn  so  expressve  of  jjious  confulcnce  in  God  as 
this  beautiful  hymn  is.  It  is  from  the  author's 
Jlyiniis  of  Praise  (185(5),  -which  was  prei)ared  for 
puljlication  by  the  author,  but  did  uot  appear  until 
the  year  after  his  death. 


559  L.  M. 

WHEX  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 
Oat  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Their  father's  God  before  them  moved. 
An  awful  guide  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day  along  th'  astonished  lands 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  ; 
By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands    • 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen. 

When  brightly  shines  theprosp'rous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  ! 

4  And  0,  when  gathers  on  our  path. 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou  long-suffering,  slow  to  Mrath, 

A  burning  and  a  shining  light ! 

Sir  Walter  Scott. 
From  the  author's  Ivanhoc^  1820.  It  is  a  selec- 
tion from  the  hymn  which  Rebecca  uses  to  close  her 
evening  devotions  while  imprisoned.  It  is  based 
upon  Ex.  xiii.  21:  "And  the  Lord  went  before 
them  by  day  in  a  pillar  of  a  cloud,  to  lead  them  the 
way;  and  by  night  in  a  pillar  of  fire,  to  give  them 
light;  to  go  by  day  and  night."  The  original  con- 
tains five  double  stanzas,of  Avhich  the  above  are  the 
fir.-^t  and  thirfl.  The  author  wrote,  in  verse  four, 
line  one,  "stoops  on  Judah's  path"  instead  of 
"gathers on  our  path." 


560  L.  M. 

WAIT,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
N(^r  let  a  murm'ring  tliought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwolls. 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals  ; 
But  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait. 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat; 


And,  midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

Bctijamin  Beddotne. 
A  hymn  of  submission  based  on  Psalm  xcvii.  2: 
"Clouds    and    darkness   are      round    about    him: 
righteousness  and  juilgment  are  the  habitation  of 
his  throne."  

561  los  ik  lis. 

THOUGH  troubles  assail.  And  dangers  af- 
fright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail.  And  foes 

all  unite. 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us.  Whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

2  The  birds,  without  barn  Or  store-house,  are 

fed: 
From  them  let  us  learn  To  trust  for  our 

bread ; 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  Shall  ne'er  be 

denied. 
So  long  as  'tis  written.  The  Lord  will  i)ro- 

vide. 

3  We  all  may,  like  ships.  By  tempest  be 

tossed 
On  perilous  deeps,  But  need  not  be  lost ; 
Though  Satan  enrages  The  wind  and  the 

tide. 
Yet  Scripture  engages.  The  Lord  will  i:)ro- 

vide. 

4  His  call  we  obey.  Like  Abrah'm  of  old : 
We  know  not  the  way,  But  faith  makes  us 

bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers,  AVe  have  a 

sure  guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers.  The  Lord  will 

provide. 

5  No  strength  of  our  own,  Xor  goodness  we 

claim, 

Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus's  name; 

In  this  our  strong  tower  For  safet}'  we  hide ; 

The  Lord  is  our  power.  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

6  When   life   sinks  apace.  And  death  is  in 

view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  Shall  comfort  us 
through ; 


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225 


Not  fearing  or  doubting,  With  Christ  on 

our  side, 

We  hope  to  die  shouting.  The  Lord  will 

provide. 

John  Newton. 

Genesis  xxii.  14  fmnishes  the  title  ami  refrain  to 
this  hymn:  "The  Loril  will  provide."  In  verse 
one,  line  lour,  "Scripture"  has  been  changed  to 
"  promise,"  and  ''promise"  to  Scripture"  in  verse 
three,  line  four.  The  tir.st  and  second  lines  of  verse 
three,  in  keeping  witli  llie  theology  of  the  author, 
read : 

"  We  may,  like  the  ships  By  tempests  be  tossed 
On  perilous  deeps,  But  cannot  be  lost." 


562  c.  p.  M. 

II TY  sole  possession  is  thy  love, 
1*1  0  Lord ;  in  earth  or  heaven  above, 
I  have  no  other  store ; 
And  though  with  fervent  suit  I  pray. 
And  importune  thee  night  and  day, 
I  ask  for  nothing  more. 

2  Adieu !  ye  vain  delights  of  earth, 
Insipid  sports  and  sinful  mirth, 

I  taste  no  sweets  in  you ; 
Unknown  delights  are  in  the  cross, 
All  joy  beside  to  me  is  dross, 

W^hile  Jesus  I  pursue. 

3  If  by  thy  will,  where'er  I  stray, 
Sorrow  attend  me  all  my  way, 

A  never-foiling  friend ; 
And  if  my  sufferings  may  augment 
Thy  praise,  behold  me  well  content, 

Let  sorrow  still  attend. 

4  Thy  choice  and  mine  shall  be  the  same, 
Inspirer  of  that  holy  flame, 

Which  love  doth  sweetly  raise ! 
To  take  the  cross  and  follow  thee, 
Where  love  and  duty  lead,  shall  be 

My  portion  and  my  praise. 
Madame  Guyon.    Tr.  by  William  Coivper. 
'''■The  Joy  of  the  Cross"  is  the  title  of  this  inCow- 
per's  Translations^  Avhere  it  has  twelve  stanzas,  the 
above  being  the  second,  sixth,  fourth,  and  twelfth. 
The  first  stanza  is: 

Long  plunged  in  sorrow,  I  resign 
My  soul  to  that  dear  hand  of  thine, 

AVithout  reserve  or  fear: 
That  hand  shall  \v\\)G.  my  streaming  eyes, 
Or  into  smiles  of  glad  surprise 
Transfoi-m  the  falling  tear. 


In  the  second  line  of  verse  one  above  the  original 
has  ''In  eaith  beneath"  instead  of  "O  Lord,  in 
earth,"  etc.  In  verse  two,  line  two,  it  has  "child- 
ish" instead  of  '-sinful,"  and  instead  of  line  six 
it  reads  "And  Jesus  tliought  so  too."  In  verse 
three,  line  one,  it  reails,  "  By  thy  command"  in- 
stead of  "if  by  thy  will;"  and  in  verse  four,  liu»» 
three,  it  has  "  Which  must  foiever  blaze." 


563  c.  p.  M. 

OLORD !  how  happy  should  we  be, 
If  we  could  leave  our  cares  to  thee, 
If  we  from  self  could  rest; 
And  feel  at  heart  that  one  above, 
In  perfect  wisdom,  perfect  love, 
Is  working  for  the  best. 

2  For  when  we  kneel  and  cast  our  care 
Upon  our  God  in  humble  prayer. 

With  strengthened  souls  we  rise, 
Sure  that  our  Father  who  is  nigh, 
To  hear  the  ravens  when  they  cry, 

Will  hear  his  children's  cries. 

3  O  may  these  anxious  hearts  of  ours 
The  lesson  learn  from  birds  and  flowers. 

And  learn  from  self  to  cease. 
Leave  all  things  to  our  Father's  will, 
And  in  his  mercy  trusting  still. 
Find  in  each  trial  peace  ! 

Joseph  Anstice. 
This  hymn,  Avhich  is  abridged  and  somewhat  al- 
tered from  the  original,  is  based  on  ^L^tthew  vi.  25- 
34:  "  Tlierefore  I  say  unto  you.  Take  no  thought  for 
yourlife.  .  .  .  Behold  the  fowls  of  the  air  [Luke: 
'  Behold  the  ravens ']  ^  •  •  your  heavenly  Father 
fqedeth  them.  Are  ye  not  much  better  than  they? 
.  .  .  Consider  the  lilies  of  the  field.  .  .  .  Your 
heavenlj^  Father  knoweth  that  ye  have  need  of  all 
these  things."  1  Peter  v.  7:  "  Casting  all  your  care 
upon  him ;  for  he  eareth  for  j-ou."  The  author  was 
an  invalid,  dying  of  a  consuming  disease  in  young 
manhood,  when  tliis  hymn  Avas  written.  It  was 
wrung  out  of  him  by  sickness,  pain,  and  trial. 


564  c.  M. 

MY  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 
The  passing  moments  say  ; 
As  length'ning  shadows  o'er  the  mead 
Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
2  0  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof 
From  all  created  things, 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above 
Whence  true  contentment  springs ! 


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3  Courage,  my  soul !  thy  bitter  cross, 

In  every  trial  here, 
Shall  l^eiir  thee  to  thy  heaven  above, 
But  shall  not  enter  there. 

4  The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below. 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice, 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

5  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er 

Of  sublunary  care. 
And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more 
This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 

6  Courage,  my  soul,  on  God  rely, 

Deliv'rance  soon  will  come : 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence 
To  bring  believers  home. 

Frances  Maria  Coicpcr. 
Strangely  enough  this  most  beautiful  hymn  has 
found  a  place  in  only  one  other  collection  besides 
our  own.  There  are  few  hymns  ever  written  that 
are  more  worthy  of  a  place  in  the  hymnals  of  the 
Christian  Church.  The  sentiment  in  the  third 
verse  is  rarely  ever  surpassed  in  Christian  poesy, 
and  the  last  two  lines  of  the  hymn  have  long  since 
become  an  oft-quoted  and  much-admired  Christian 
proverb.  It  first  appeared  in  '■'■Original  Poems  on 
Various  Occasions.  I5y  a  Lady.  Revised  by  Will- 
iam Cowper,  Esq.,  of  the  Inner  Temple.  1792." 
It  was  titled  '■'■The  Consolation.''''  It  there  has  five 
double  stanzas.    The  last  two  are  here  omitted. 


565  c.  M. 

WHY  thus  impatient  to  be  gone? 
Such  wishes  ])reatlie  no  more; 
Let  Him  wlio  locked  thy  si)irit  in, 
AVhen  meet,  unljolt  the  door. 

2  Why  wouldst  thou  snatch  the  victor's  palm 

B(;fore  the  con(iuest's  won? 
Or  wish  to  seize  th'  immortid  prize. 
Ere  yet  the  race  is  run  ? 

3  Inglorious  wish,  to  liaste  away, 

And  leave  thy  work  undone! — 

To  serve  thy  Lord  will  pleases  no  less 

Tiian  i)raising  round  the  throne. 

4  While  thou  art  standing  in  tlie  field. 

For  bliss  thon'lt  riper  grow: 
Then  wait  thy  Lord's  appointed  time, 
Till  he  shall  bid  thee  go. 

A  Icxandcr  Crtidcn . 


A  careful  study  of  this  hymn  will  reveal  many 
beauties  of  Christian  sentiment  not  found  so  hap- 
pily expressed  perhaps  in  any  other  hymn.  It  is 
the  only  hymn  we  have  from  the  noted  author  of 
the  Concordance.        

566  c.  M. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease. 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize* 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  : 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain. 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 

G  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise. 
And  all  thy  armies  shine, 
In  robes  of  vict'ry,  through  the  skies. 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Isaac  Watts. 
This  hymn  was  first  published  by  Watts  at  the 
conclusion  of  a  sermon  on  1  Cor.  xvi.  13:  "Stand 
fast  in  the  faith,  quit  you  like  men,  be  strong."  The 
sermon  is  dated  170'.t,  and  is  titled.  "-Hoh/  Fortitude; 
or,  Remedies  A<jainst  Fear.''''  The  author  wrote  the 
last  line  of  the  fifth  stanza  "And  seize  it  witli  their 
eye"  instead  of  "  By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh."  This 
lyric  is  one  of  the  noblest  and  most  pojiular  songs 
of  the  Christian  Church. 


567  --■ 

13KTNCK  of  i)eace,  control  my  will ; 
.  ]'>id  this  struggling  heart  be  still ; 
r.id  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease. 
Hush  my  spirit  into  i)eace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood. 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God  : 


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227 


Peace  I  ask — but  peace  must  be, 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done ; 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one : 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart ; 
Now  thy  perfect  peace  impart. 

4  Saviour,  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Thou  my  Life,  my  God,  my  All ! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 

One  for  evermore  with  thee ! 

Mary  A.  S.  Barber. 

This  first  appeared  in  the  Church  of  England 
Magazine  March  3,  1838,  and  contaijied,  as  there 
found,  thirty-two  lines.  We  haA'e  no  information 
concerning  the  writer  of  this  beautiful  hymn. 


568  L-  M. 

THOU  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace ! 
For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pine : 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace; 
0  make  me  in  thy  likeness  shine ! 

2  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flesh  prevails. 

With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breast; 
When  grief  my  wounded  soul  assails, 
In  lowly  meekness  may  I  rest. 

3  Close  by  thy  side  still  may  I  keep, 

Howe'er  life's  various  current  flow ; 
With  steadfast  eye  mark  every  step, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 

4  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  hast  won ; 

Alone  thou  hast  the  wine-press  trod : 

In  me  thy  strength'ning  grace  be  shown ; 

O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood  ! 

5  So,  when  on  Sion  thou  shalt  stand, 

All  heaven's  host  adore  their  King, 
Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand, 

I       And,  free  from  pain,  thy  glories  sing. 
Christian  Frederic  Richter. 
Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
This  is  found  in  Wesley's  first  hymn-book,  a  Col- 
lection of  Psalms  and  Hymns, \)X[\)Vishe(\  at  Charles- 
ton, S.  C,  in  1737.    One  stanza  is  omitted  above: 
2  With  fraudless,  even,  hiimble  mind. 
Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  see; 
In  love  be  every  wish  resigned. 


569  L  M 

MY  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou, 
To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  bow ; 
I  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 
I  find  thee.  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way ; 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day  ; 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide. 
And  keep  me.  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me ; 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be ; 
And  if  I  wcfuld  from  thee  depart, 
Then  clasp  me.  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour. 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power: 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 

5  My  sufl^'ring  time  shall  soon  be  o'er ; 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more : 
My  ransomed  soul  shall  soar  away. 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 

Author  Unknown. 
This  hymn  has  been  attributed  to  Bishop  Coke, 
l)ut  Avithout  sufficient  evidence.  It  was  in  tlie 
Pocket  Hymn  Book  published  by  Coke  and  Asbur\ 
in  1784,  which  was  a  reprint  of  a  Pocket  Hymn 
Book^  published  in  York,  England,  by  Robert 
Spence  (sixth  edition,  1786). 


570  c.  M. 

AMAZING  grace !  (how  sweet  the  sound !) 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  I'm  found. 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear. 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far. 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me ; 

His  word  my  hope  secures : 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  Ion":  as  life  endures. 


>-2S 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


')  Yea,  when  tliis  flesh  aiul  heart  shall  foil, 

And  mortal  life  shall  eease, 

I  shall  possess,  witliin  the  veil, 

A  life  of  joy  and  peaee. 

Jutin  NewtoJi. 

The  original  title  of  this  hymn  in  the  Olney  col- 
locliou  is  '^Faith's  Jievicw  and  Expectation.'^  The 
following  scTii>ture  is  ai)i)enUed  to  it:  "  Who  am  I, 
<)  Lord  Liod,  and  what  is  mine  house,  that  thou 
hast  brought  me  hitherto?  And  yet  this  was  a 
>mall  thing  in  tliine  eyes,  O  God ;  for  thou  hast  also 
spoken  of  thy  servant's  house  for  a  great  while  to 
come,  and  hast  regarded  me  according  to  the  estate 
of  a  man  of  high  degree.  O  Lord  God."  (1  Chron. 
xvii.  lt>,  17.)  The  hymn  has  l)een  improved  by  the 
omission  of  the  last  stanza,  which  is: 

Tlie  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  slrtne: 
But  God,  who  called  me  here  below, 

Will  be  forever  mine. 

To  i)ioperly  understand  ami  appreciate  the  hymn 
one  must  read  tlie  story  of  Newton's  life.  It  was 
born  in  the  author's  own  experience;  and  few 
hymns  are  more  absolutely  identilied  M'ith  the  life 
and  exi)ciien('e  of  the  writers  than  this  and  the  one 
whicii  should  be  studied  in  connection  with  it— viz.; 
'•In  evil  long  I  took  delight,"  etc.  Indeed,  it  is 
doubtful  whether  any  but  a  Chiistian  who  had 
been  a  "•  wretched,''  vile,  outbreaking  sinner  before 
conversion  could  have  comi)osed  this  hymn.  Though 
sin  is  that  evil  thing  which  God  hateth,  yet  Divine 
Omnipotence  can  work  good  out* of  evil,  and  grace 
can  turn  to  good  account  even  the  sinful  experi- 
ences of  one's  i)ast  life.  David  couM  never  have 
written  the  fifty-first  Psalm,  that  has  been  a  well- 
spring  of  life  to  so  many  penitent  sinners,  had  he 
not  been  himself  a  sinner  and  a  ])enitent.  It  is 
liowever  not  the  sin,  but  the  jienitence,  faith,  and 
salvation  that  follow  it,  that  are  the  secrets  of  the 
gracious  power  and  usefulness  manifested  in  such 
lives. 


571      ^         c.  M. 

AA^lIION  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
'  '    To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
ril  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wi])e  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  SlK)tdd  cartli  aL'uiiist  my  soul  engage, 
And  fiery  darts  lie  liurlcd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

.*;  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come. 
Let  HtoruiH  of  Horrow  fall  ; 


So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  loathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  j)eaceful  breast. 

Isaac  Walts. 
''''The  Hopes  of  Heaven  oxir  Support  Under  Tri- 
als on  Earth"  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  author's 
Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  Book  II..  1707.  The 
author  wrote  in  verse  two.  line  two,"  hellish  darts  " 
instead  of  "fiery  darts; "  and  in  tHe  third  stanza 
"  May  I  "  instead  of  "  So  I."  This  i)recious  lyric  is 
loved  and  venerated  wherever  the  English  lan- 
guage is  known. 


572  s.  M.  D. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise ! 
And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  sui)plies 

Through  his  eternal  Son  ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts. 
And  in  his  mighty  power, 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might, 

"With  all  his  strength  endued  ; 
But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God  : 
That  having  all  things  done. 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 

3  From  strength  to  strength  go  on, 

AVrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray  : 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 

And  win  the  well-fought  day  : 
Still  let  the  Spirit  cry. 

In  all  his  soldiers,  "Come," 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descends  from  high, 
And  Uikii  the  conqu'rors  home. 

Charles  Weslei/. 
'•^Thr  Whale  Armor  nf  Clod"'  is  the  original  title 
of  tliis  in  lljimns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.  It  is 
based  upon  Ki)h.  vi.  11:  "Put  on  the  whole  armor 
of  (Jod,  that  ye  may  be  able  to  stand  against  the 
wiles  of  the  devil."  The  entire  i»oem  contains  six- 
teen dcMible  stanzas,  of  wliicli  the  above  lue  the 
llr.-t,  second,  and  fourth. 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


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573  s.  M.  D. 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Tune  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
Sing  of  his  dying  love ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power  ; 
Sing  liow  he  intercedes  above 
•     For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

2  Tell,  in  seraphic  strains, 

What  he  has  done  for  you ; 
How  he  has  taken  off  your  chains. 

And  formed  your  hearts  anew. 
His  faithfulness  proclaim 

AVhile  life  to  you  is  given  ; 
Join  hands  and  hearts  to  praise  his  name, 

Till  we  all  meet  in  heaven. 

Williain  Hammond. 
^'Be/ore  Singing  of  Hi/ inns  by  Way  of  Introduc- 
tion^^ is  the  author's  title  of  this  in  his  Psalms, 
Hymns,  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1745.  It  is  based  on 
Rev.  XV.  3:  "And  they  sing  the  song  of  Moses,  the 
iservantof  God,  and  the  song  of  the  Lamb."  The 
original  contains  fourteen  stanzas. 


L 


574  6s,  5s.    D. 

FORWARD !  be  our  watch-word. 
Steps  and  voices  joined ; 
Seek  the  things  before  us, 

Not  a  look  behind : 
Burns  the  fiery  pillar 

At  our  army's  head  ; 
Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking. 

By  our  Captain  led  ? 
Forward  through  the  desert, 

Through  the  toil  and  fight: 
Jordan  flows  before  us, 

Zion  beams  wdth  light ! 

2  Far  o'er  yon  horizon 

Rise  the  city  towers, 
Where  our  God  abideth  ; 

That  fair  home  is  ours : 
Flash  the  streets  with  jasper, 

Shine  the  gates  with  gold ; 
Flow^s  the  gladdening  river, 

Shedding  joys  untold ; 


Onward,  Christians,  onward. 

In  the  Spirit's  might : 
Pilgrims  to  your  country. 

Forward  into  light! 

Henry  Alford. 
This  is  one  of  the  few  hymns  ever  written  by  a 
great  scholar.  Based  on  Exodns  xiv.  15:  ''Speak 
unto  the  childi-en  of  Israel,  that  they  go  forward." 
The  original  contains  eiglit  stanzas,  the  above  be- 
ing the  first  anrl  fifth.  It  was  written  to  be  sung  at 
the  Tenth  Festival  of  Parochial  Choirs  of  the  Can- 
terbury Diocesan  Union,  .Tune  6,  1871;  but  the  au- 
thor had  joined  "'the  choir  invisible"  before  that 
date  aiTived.  


575 


6s,  OS.    D. 


ONWARD,  Christian  soldiers ! 
Marching  as  to  war. 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before : 
Christ,  the  royal  Master, 
Leads  against  the  foe ; 
Forward  into  battle. 
See,  his  banners  go  ! 
Onward,  Christian  soldiers ! 

]Marching  as  to  war. 
With  the  cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before. 

2  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane. 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain ; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail ; 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail. 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers  I  (Xc. 

3  Onward,  then,  ye  people ! 

Join  our  happy  throng. 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices 

In  the  triumph-song; 
Glory,  laud,  and  honor 

ITnto  Christ  the  King, 
This  through  countless  ages 
Men  and  angels  sing. 
Onward,  Christian  soldiers !  &.c. 
Sabine  Baring-Gould. 
This  vigoroTis  and  stirring  marching  liymn  fills 
a  needed   place  in  our  Hymn  Book.     It  lii-st   ap- 
peared in  the  Church  Times  in  1865.    As  found  in 
Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern,  1875,  it  contains  five 
stanzas.  The  two  omitted  are  the  third  and  fourth: 


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CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


2  At  the  sign  of  triumph 

Satan's  host  doth  flee; 
On,  then.  Christian  soldiers, 

On  to  victory  I 
Hell's  foundations  quiver 

At  the  shout  of  praise; 
Brothers,  lift  your  voices. 

Loud  your  anthems  raise. 

3  Like  a  mighty  army 

Moves  the  Church  of  God; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod; 
"NVe  are  not  divided, 

All  one  body  we. 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. 


576  c.  p.  M. 

COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
!My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 
Wlio  still  your  bodies  feel ; 
A  while  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode : 
.On  fixith's  strong  eagle-pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies. 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  AVho  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
AVe  shall  before  his  face  appear. 

And  by  his  side  sit  down  : 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  bless5d,  bliss-inspiring  hope! 
It  lifts  the  fainting  si)irits  U]), 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  : 
Our  conflicts  ht;re  shall  soon  Ije  past. 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 

5  That  great  myHterious  Deity 

We  soon  with  open  face  sliall  sec: 

The  beatific  sight 
Shall  fill  the  heavenly  courts  witli  praise, 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light. 


6  The  Father,  shining  on  his  throne, 

The  glorious,  coeternal  Son, 

The  Spirit,  one  and  seven. 
Conspire  our  i-apture  to  complete ; 
And  lo !  we  fall  before  his  feet, 

And  silence  heightens  heaven. 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecstatic  pause, 
Jesus,  we  now  sustain  the  cross, 

And  at  thy  footstool  fall ; 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravished  spirits  fill, 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  one  of  Charles  Wesley's  jioted  hymns.  It 
is  not  used  now  as  often  as  it  once  was,  owing  per- 
haps to  the  ])eculiar  mcter.and  also  in  part  to  the 
xminviting  wording  of  the  first  line.  It  is  from 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.  One  stanza  of  the 
original  is  omitted: 

3  See  where  the  Lamb  in  glory  stands. 
Encircled  with  His  radiant  bands. 

And  join  the  angelic  powei's. 
For  all  that  height  of  glorious  bliss, 
Our  everlasting  i>ortion  is, 
And  all  that  heaven  is  ours. 


577 


w 


C.  M. 
HIGH  of  the  petty  kings  of  earth 
Can  boast  a  guard  like  oui*s. 
Encircled  from  our  second  birth, 
With  all  the  heavenly  powers? 

2  Angels,  where'er  we  go,  attend 

Our  steps,  whate'er  betide. 
With  watchful  care  their  charge  defend. 
And  evil  tiu'u  aside. 

3  Their  instrumental  aid,  unknown, 

They  day  and  night  supply  ; 
And,  free  from  fear,  we  lay  us  down, 
Though  Satiin's  host  be  nigh. 

4  And  when  our  spirits  we  resign. 

On  outstretched  wings  they  bear. 
And  lodge  us  in  the  arms  divine, 
And  leave  us  ever  there. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From   Short  Scripture    Hymns,  1762.    Selected 
from  Hi\-  double  stanzas  based  on  Ileb.  i.  14:  "Arc 
they  not  all  ministering  spirits, sent  forth  to  minis- 
ter for  tliem  who  shall  be  heirs  of  salvation?'' 


DUTIES  AND  TRIALS. 


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578  ^-  M. 

1  fY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  ; 
It-L  Ten  thousand  foes  arise  : 

The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  0  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down : 
The  work  of  faith  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  the  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ; 

He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 

To  his  divine  abode. 

George  Heath, 

'Tight  the  Good  Fight  of  Faith''  is  the  title  of 
this  in  the  author's  Hymns  and  Poetical  Essays 
Sacred  to  the  Public  and  Private  Worship  of  the 
Deity  and  to  Religious  and  Christian  Improve- 
ment^ 17SI.  The  author  AV)-ote  in  verse  one,  line 
three,  "^7i  host  of  sins"  instead  of  "The  hosts  of 
Bin:"  and  in  verse  three,  line  two,  "■once  at  ease 
sit  down"  instead  of  "lay  thine  armor  down;" 
in  same  verse,  line  four,  '•  hast  got  tliy  "  insteail  of 
"obtain  the."  He  wrote  the  last  three  lines  of 
verse  four : 

"  Go<l  will  thy  work  applaud, 
Reveal  his  Love  at  thy  last  breath, 

And  take  to  his  abode." 


^     579 


M. 


^^T  THE  good  fight  have  fought," 
1  O  when  shall  I  declare ! 
The  vict'rj^  by  my  Saviour  got 
I  long  with  Paul  to  share. 

2  0  may  I  triumph  so, 

When  all  my  warfare's  past ; 
And,  dying,  find  my  latest  foe 
Under  my  feet  at  last ! 

3  This  blessed  word  be  mine, 

Just  as  the  port  is  gained, 
"  Kept  by  the  power  of  grace  Divine, 
I  have  the  faith  maintained." 

4  Th'  apostles  of  my  Lord, 

To  whom  it  first  was  given, 


They  could  not  sj^eak  a  greater  word. 
Nor  all  the  saints  in  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  from  Short  Hymns  on  Select  Passages  of 
the  Holy  Scriptures.,  1702.     It  is  based  upon  2  Tim. 
iv.  7:  "  1  have  fought  a  good  fight.     ...     I  have 
kept  the  faith." 


S' 


o80  "^  <fe- 

TAXD  up !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss : 
From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  he  shall  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished. 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up !  stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone  ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you  ; 

Y'e  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor. 

And,  watching  unto  prayer ; 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger. 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

3  Stand  up !  stand  up  for  Jesus ! 

Tlie  strife  will  not  be  long; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle. 

The  next  the  victor's  song : 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 

George  Duffleld.,  Jr. 
This  hymn  was  written  in  1858  on  the  occasion  of 
the  death  of  an  intimate  fricnfl  of  the  author- 
Rev.  Dudley  A.  Tyng  (son  of  Rev.  Stephen  II. 
Tyng,  D.D.) — a  most  gifted  and  consecrateil  young 
minister  of  Philadelphia,  and  who  took  an  active 
]iart  in  the  great  revival  in  that  city  in  1857.  The 
following  year  he  met  his  death  by  a  i)ainful  acci- 
dent (his  arm  was  caught  in  a  cog-wheel  and  torn 
out).  Being  asked,  when  at  death's  door,  if  he  had 
any  message  to  send  to  the  Young  Men's  Christian 
Association  (with  whom  he  had  worked  in  the  re- 
vival) he  replied:  "Tell  them  to  stand  up  for  Je- 
sus. Now  let  us  sing  a  hymn,"  and  soon  afterward 
died.  The  Sunday  following  Dr.  Duftield  preached 
on  the  text,  "  Stand  therefore,  having  your  loins 
girt  about  with  truth,  and  having  on  the  breast- 
plate of  righteousness"  (Epii.  vi.  14),  and  rcaa 
these  verses  as  a  concluding  exhortation.    The  su- 


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perintcndent  or  the  Sabbath  -  school  had  thcni 
l)iinlcd  as  a  leaflet  for  the  chiUlicn.  They  were 
soon  afterw  aid  published  in  a  Baptist  newspaper, 
anti'Troni  that  paper  they  have  gone  in  Englis-h, 
and  in  German  anil  Latin  translations,  all  over  the 
world."  Missionaries  have  translated  the  hymn 
into  heathen  tongues.  It  finds  a  place  in  all  mod- 
ern hymn  books.  The  Sunday  before  j'oung  Tyng's 
deatli,  he  had  i)reached  a  sermon  marked  with 
unction  and  power  to  an  audience  of  five  thousand 
people  on  Ex.  x.  11.  "Go  now,  ye  that  arc  men, 
and  serve  tlie  Ix)r(l."  To  this  allusion  is  made  in 
one  of  the  omitted  verses: 

2  Stand  upl— stand  up  for  Jesns! 

Tlie  solemn  watchword  hear: 
If  wjiile  ye  sleep  he  suOers, 

Away  with  shame  and  fear; 
"Where'er  ye  meet  with  evil, 

■\Vithin  you  or  without. 
Charge  for  the  God  of  Battles, 

And  put  the  foe  to  rout! 

3  Stand  upl— stand  u])  for  Jesus! 

Tlie  trumpet  call  obey; 
Forth  to  tlie  miglityconfiict. 

In  tiiis  his  glorious  day. 
"  Ye  that  arc  men  now  serve  him," 

Against  unnumbered  foes; 
Let  courage  rise  with  danger. 

And  strength  to  strength  oi)pose. 

5  Staufl  up!— stand  up  for  Jesus! 

Each  soldier  to  Ills  post; 
Close  up  the  broken  column, 

And  shout  through  all  the  host.' 
Jilake  good  the  loss  so  heavy, 

lu  those  that  still  remain, 


And  prove  to  all  around  \  du 
That  death  itself  is  gam! 


581  8s,  7s  cNc  4. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace : 

0  refresh  us. 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

INIay  thy  presence 
"With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  M'hene'er  the  signal's  given 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

I\Iay  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 
John  Fau'cctt. 
This  popular  dismission  hymn  first  appeared  in 
A  Collection  of  Hymns  for  Public  Worship^    is- 
sued by  the  Rev.  John  Harris,  of   Hull,  in  1774. 
It  is  there  duly  accredited  to  Fawcett.    The  name 
of  Walter  Shirley  is  sometimes  erroneously  given 
as  that  of  the  author— which  is  due  doubtless  to  the 
fact  that  it  appeared  anonymously  in  Lady  Iluut- 
ingdou's  Collection,  of  which  he  Avas  the  editor. 


SECTION  YIII. 

DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


582  c.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
That  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  tiie  eagle  wings  of  love 

To  joys  celestial  rise : 
Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing. 

With  those  to  glory  gone ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 

2  One  family  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  Church  above,  beneath, 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 

The  narrow  stream  of  death  : 
One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  his  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 

And  part  are  crossing  now. 

3  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come. 

And  we  expect  to  die : 
E'en  now  by  faith  we  join  our  hands 

With  those  that  went  before ; 

And  greet  the  blood-l^esprinkled  bands 

On  the  eternal  shore. 

Charles  Wesley. 

This  is  one  of  the  hymns  that  can  never  die.  It 
is  not  only  one  of  Charles  Wesley's  best,  but  it  is 
one  of  the  finest  ever  written.  It  is  the  first  hymn 
in  the  second  series  of  Funeral  Hymns,  1759.  The 
original  contains  five  doiible  stanzas.  The  second 
half  of  the  third,  the  first  half  of  the  fourth,  antl 
the  fifth  entire  are  omitted  above; 

His  militant  embodied  host, 
With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 

Anil  long  to  see  that  happy  coast, 
And  reach  the  heavenly  land. 


Our  old  companions  in  distress         • 

AVe  haste  again  to  see. 
And  eager  long  for  our  release 

And  full  felicity. 

5  Our  spirits  too  shall  quickly  join, 
Like  theirs  with  glory  crowned. 
And  shout  to  see  our  Captain's  sign, 

To  hear  his  trumpet  sound: 
O  that  we  now  might  grasp  our  Guide! 

O  that  the  word  were  given ! 
Come,  Lord  of  hosts,  the  waves  tliviile. 
And  land  us  all  in  heaven  I 
Charles  Wesley  died  (1788)  three  years  before  his 
brother.    It  is  said  that  sometime  after  his  deatli, 
John  Wesley,  then  venerable  with  age  and  almost 
"  to  the  margin  come,"  ascended  the  pulpit  on  one 
occasion  in  the  Foundry  Church,  and  after  reading 
the  lesson,  buried  his  face  in  his  hands,  and  stood 
there  in  that  solemn  and  impressive  attitude  for 
quite  ten  minutes.    Every  eye  was  fixed  upon  him 
and  every  ear  listened  as  he  then  opened  the  Hymn 
Book  and  read  in  a  most  impressive  manner  his 
brother's  hymn, 

"  Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
That  have  obtaineil  the  prize." 
The  audience  were  deeply  moved,  and  well  knew 
where  his  thoughts  were. 


i83  c.  M. 

OGOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home : 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 

Still  may  we  dwell  secuie  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

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From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages,  in  tliy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watt^h  tliat  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream. 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ; 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last, 
And  our  perpetual  home  ! 

Isaac  Watts. 

The  author's  title  of  this  is  ".Van  Frail  and  God 
Eternuiy  It  was  first  published  in  1719.  It  was 
issued,  with  several  alterations,  in  AVesley's  Hymn 
Book,  published  in  1738.  Watts  began  the  first  and 
last  verses  with  "  Our  God"  instead  of  "  O  God." 
The  second  line  of  the  second  stanza  read  "Thy 
saints  have  dwelt  secure  "  instead  of  "  Still  may  we 
dwell  secure,"  and  the  third  line  of  the  last  stanza 
had  "ti-oubles"  instead  of  "life  shall."  The  orig- 
inal contains  nine  stanzas,  of  which  the  fourth, 
sixth,  and  eighth  are  here  omitted.  They  are  as 
follows; 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 
Return,ye  sons  of  men; 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

6  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  raios  and  fears, 
Arc  carried  downward  by  the  flood. 
And  lost  in  foU'wlng  years, 

8  Like  flow'ry  fields  the  nations  stand, 
Pleased  with  the  morning  light, 
The  flow'rs  beneath  llie  mower's  hand. 
Lie  witli'ring  ere  'tis  night. 

The  hymn  is  based  on  Ps.  xc.  1-C:  "  Lord,  thou 
bast  boen  our  (iwclling-i)lacc  in  all  generations. 
Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or  ever 
thou  liadst  formed  tlic  earth  and  the  world,  even 
from  everlasting  to  everlasting,  thou  art  God. 
Thou  turnestman  to  destruction;  and  sayest.  Re- 
turn, ye  cJiildren  of  men.  For  a  thousand  years  in 
thy  siglit  are  but  as  yesterday  when  it  is  i)ast,  and 
ns  n  watch  in  the  night.  Tliou  carriest  them  away 
as  will)  a  flof)d;  tlicy  are  as  a  sleep:  in  tlic  morn- 
ing they  are  like  grass  which  groweth  up.  In  the 
morning  it  flouiishoth,  and  growetli  up;  in  tlic 
i\ enlng  it  is  cut  down  and  witheretli." 


584  c.  M. 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days. 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 
An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust. 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

8  AVhat  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for,  then, 
From  creatures,  earth,  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

4  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortiil  interest  up. 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'"'■The  Vanity  of  Man  as  MortaV^  is  the  title  of 
this  in  the  author's  Psalms  of  Dai'id,  1719.  It  is 
based  on  I*s.  xxxix.  4-7:  "  Lord,  make  me  to  know 
mine  end,  and  the  measure  of  my  days,  what  it  is; 
that  I  may  know  how  frail  I  am.  Behold,  thou 
hast  made  my  days  as  an  handbreadth,  and  mine  ape 
is  as  nothing  before  thee;  verily  every  man  at  his 
best  state  is  altogether  vanity.  Sclah.  Surely  every 
man  walketh  in  a  vain  show:  surely  they  are  dis- 
quieted in  vain:  he  heapeth  up  riches,  and  know- 
eth  not  who  shall  gather  them.  And  now.  Lord, 
Mhat  wait  I  for?  my  hope  is  in  thee."  Theoriginal 
contains  six  stanzas.  The  thirtl  and  fourth  are 
omitted  above.    They  arc: 

'3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 
Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain; 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love 
But  all  the  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show. 
Some  dig  for  golden  ore; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who. 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 


585  c.  M. 

THEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name  I 
And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
"NVhat  dying  worms  we  be ! 

2  The  year  rolls  round, and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave : 
"\Vli:tte'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
AVe're  trav'ling  to  the  grave. 


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3  Dangei-s  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground 

To  i)U!;h  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

4  Great  God !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

5  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 

6  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense. 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 

And  if  our  souls  be  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God ! 

Isaac  Waits. 

'■'Frail  Life  and  Succeeding  Eternity''  is  the 
title  of  ih\?,\\\  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  VjOo\i 
TI.,  1707.  The  author  wrote  "  Goofl  Go,!"  instead 
of  "  Great  God  "  in  the  fourth  stanza.  The  second 
stanza  has  been  omitted: 

2  "  Our  -wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still 
As  months  and  days  increase; 
And  every  heating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  niimber  less." 


.586  c.  M, 

DEATH  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 
And  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour ! 

2  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay. 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
-     And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

4  Turn,  mortal,  turn !  thy  danger  know  : 

"Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead  ! 

5  Turn,  Christian,  turn  !  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given : 


The  forms  which  underneath  thee  lie 
Shall  live  for  htiU  or  heaven  ! 

Reginald  Hcber. 
''•At  a  Funeral''  is  the  title  of  this  in  Jlymns 
Written  and  Adapted  to  the  Weekly  Church  Service 
of  the  Year^  1827.  The  author  wrote  in  tlic  last 
stanza,  third  Hue,  "bones"  instead  of  "forms." 
The  first  and  second  stanzas  arc  here  omitted. 
They  arc: 

1  "  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  c(iual  warning  given : 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven ! 

2  "Their  names  are  gi'aven  on  the  stone. 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay; 

And  ere  another  day  is  gone, 

Ourselves  may  be  as  they." 


587  c.  M. 

HARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound ! 
^Nline  ears,  attend  the  cry  : 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
AVhere  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  ''  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ?  ' 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb. 
And  yet  prepared  no  more ! 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quick'ning  grace, 
^  To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 

Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

"We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

Isaac  Watts. 

"vl  Funeral  Thought"  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  Book  II.,  1707.  The 
author  wrote  in  the  third  verse  "our  tomb"  in- 
stead of  "the  tomb;"  and  in  the  fourth  verse 
"  powers  "  instead  of  "  power." 


588  s.  M. 

0  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  wear}--  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean-depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live. 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 


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3  Be3'ond  this  vale  of  teai-s 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  deatli  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
0!  "vvhat  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  "  the  second  death  ! " 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face. 
And  evermore  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest : 

Alone  are  found  in  thee, 
The  life  of  perfect  love, — the  rest 

Of  immortiUity. 

James  Montgomery . 
This  hymn  on  '■'■The  Issues  of  Life  and  Death"' 
was  founcletl  on  the  author's  own  sad  and  bitter 
experience,  out  of  which  he  was  happily  led  by  the 
Spirit  of  God,and  thus  enabled  to  write  this  most 
useful  and  impressive  hymn.  Describing  that  un- 
happy period  of  his  life  he  said:  "  yix  restless  and 
imaginative  mind,  and  my  wild  and  ungovernable 
imagination  have  long  ago  broken  loose  from  the 
anchor  of  faith,  and  have  been  driven,  the  sport  of 
winds  and  waves,  over  an  ocean  of  doubts,  round 
which  every  coast  is  defended  bj-  the  rocks  of  de- 
spair that  foi'bid  me  to  enter  the  harbor  in  view." 
This  is  one  of  the  "portions  of  his  history"  to 
which  lie  refers  as  preparing  him  to  write  with 
heartfelt  penitence  and  gratitude  tliis  hymn  which 
is  based  on  Ileb.  iv.  11:  ''Let  us  labor  therefore 
to  enter  into  that  rest,  lest  any  man  fall  after  the 
game  example  of  unbelief." 


589  s-  ir- 

AKI)  am  I  born  to  die? 
To  lay  this  body  down? 
And  nnist  my  trembling  si)irit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown? 

2  A.  land  of  deepest  shade, 

L'npierced  by  human  thought; 
TI)C  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 
Where  all  things  are  forgot! 

3  Soon  as  from  the  eartii  I  go, 

AVhat  will  become  of  me? 
Eternal  happiness  or  woe 
Must  then  my  i)ortion  be ! 


4  AVaked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise ; 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crowned, 
And  see  the  flaming  skies ! 

5  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomlj — 

AVith  triumph  or  regret? 
A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom — 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet? 

0  AVill  amiel  bands  convey 
Their  brother  to  the  bar? 
Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away 
To  meet  its  sentence  there  ? 

7  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt 

That  teal's  my  anxious  breast? 
Shall  I  be  with  the  damned  cast  out. 
Or  numbered  with  the  blest? 

8  I  must  from  God  be  driven. 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell ; 
]\lust  come  at  his  command  to  heaven. 
Or  else — depart  to  hell. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  from  the  author's  Hymns  for  Children, 
1TG3.  In  a  later  edition  he  veiy  properly  added  to 
this  title  the  words:  And  Others  of  Riper  Years. 
This  hymn  is  continued  and  completed  in  the  liymn 
l)eginning  "O  Thou  that  wouldst  not  have"  iXo. 
004).  In  the  second  verse  and  first  Inie  above  the 
author  wrote ''A  U'orW  of  darkest  shade."  In  the 
pi-eface  to  the  1700  edition  of  tlic.-e  Hymns  for 
Children  John  Weslej'says:  ''  Tlierc  are  two  ways 
of  writing  or  si)eaking  to  chddren:  tlie  one  is,  to 
let  ourselves  down  to  them ;  the  other,  to  lift  them 
up  to  us.  Dr.  Watts  wrote  in  the  ftnmer  way,  an<l 
has  succeeded  admnably  well,  speaking  to  children 
as  chddren,  and  leaving  them  as  he  fouml  tliem. 
The  followinghymns  are  written  on  the  other  i>Ian: 
they  contain  strong  and  manly  sense,  yete.\pressc«l 
in  such  plain  and  easy  language  as  even  children 
may  understand.  Dut  when  they  do  understand 
them,  tliey  will  be  children  no  longer,  only  in  years 
and  in  stature." 


590 


]-.  'si. 


H 


1'.  com(>s !  lie  comes  !  the  Judge  severe ! 
The  seventh  trumiK't  sj)eaksliim  near! 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  tlnmders  roll: 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul ! 


2  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound  ; 
Sec  the  almighty  Jesus  crowned. 
Girt  with  omnii)otence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 


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b  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own ; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord ! 

4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 

And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High ; 

Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 

Forever  and  forever  reigns. 

Charles  Wesley. 

Title:  'T/i?/  Kingdom  Come.''    From  Hymns  of 
Intercession  fur  All  Mankind,  1758. 


591  L.  M. 

THE  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day ! 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! 
AVhat  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day — 

2  When  shriv'ling  like  a  parched  scroll. 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread. 
Swells   the   high  trump  that  wakes   the 

dead  ? 

3  0  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay. 
Be  thou,  O  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay. 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! 

Sir  Walter  Scott. 
This  hymn  is  found  in  Scott's  Lay  of  the  Last 
Minstrel.  It  is  introduced  as  \ised  by  the  holy 
fathers  at  a  mass  for  the  dead  in  Melrose  Abbey. 
It  is  the  author's  rendering  of  '■'■Dies  Irce.'"  This 
antique  hymn  sunk  deeply  into  the  soul  of  the 
great  novelist.  He  says:  "To  my  Gothic  ear  this 
old  hymn  is  more  solemn  and  affecting  than  fine 
classical  poetry;  it  has  the  gloomy  dignity  of  the 
Gothic  church."  The  author  began  verse  one  Avith 
"  That "  instead  of  ''  The."  He  Avrote  in  verse  two, 
line  three,  "When  louder"  instead  of  "And  loud- 
er; "  and  in  verse  three,  line  three,"  the  trembling 
sinner's"  instead  of  "O  Christ,  the  sinner's." 
Compare  this  rendering  of  the  famous  Latin  liymn 
with  that  of  Dean  Stanley  (No.  595}  and  that  of 
John  Newton  (No.  629). 


592 


C.  p.  M. 


O  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
-i  'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas,  I  stand, 

Secure,  insensible : 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Bemoves  me  to  that  heavenly  place. 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 


2  0  God,  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress  : 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness ! 

3  Before  me  place  in  dread  array 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

AVhen  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me.  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
AVitli  serious  industry  and  feai 

Eternal  bliss  t'  insure ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

5  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above — 
W^here  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight. 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight. 

And  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
"^  Hymn  for  Seriousness'"  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.  Tradition  states 
that  this  magniiicent  hymn  Avas  written  bj-  Charles 
Wesley  after  a  visit  to  Land's  End,  Cornwall,  in 
July,  1743.  There  is  at  the  Land's  End  a  narrow 
neck  of  land  betwixt  two  unbounded  seas— the 
Bristol  Channel  to  the  north,  and  the  English 
Channel  to  the  south ;  or,  Ave  may  add,  the  great 
Atlantic  Ocean  to  the  Avest,  and  the  German  Ocean 
to  the  east,  all  uniting  at  this  point.  The  tradi- 
tion is  natural,  and  seems  Avell  supported;  it  is 
given  by  Dr.  Adam  Clarke  in  a  manuscript  letter 
before  the  writer,  Avithout  doubt  or  hesitation.  Dr. 
Clarke  kncAV  Charles  Wesley  personally,  and  the 
letter  concerning  the  tradition  was  Avritten  partly 
in  pencil  on  the  "  narroAV  neck  of  land"  itself,  and 
finished  at  "the  first  inn  in  England,"  situated  at 
the  Land's  End.  INIr.  Thomas  Taylor,  a  Methodist 
preacher,  Avho  visited  the  Land's  End  in  1761, 
records  the  Avords:  "Here  Mr,  Charles  Wesley 
Avrote, '  Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  laud,'  "  etc.  (Se€ 
George  John  Stevenson.) 
The  first  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 
1  Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty, 
To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 

A  Avorm  of  earth,  I  cry ! 
A  half-awakened  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 
A  sinner  born  to  die ! 


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593  C.  P.  M. 

A^'D  am  I  only  born  to  die? 
And  must  I  suddenly  coniiily 
AVith  nature's  stern  decree? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains, 
To  all  eternity ! 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
"While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  house  of  clay  : 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fat;il  day  ! 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here. 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

Th'  inexorable  throne ! 

4  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death. 

That  never,  never  dies ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure ; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

5  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray  ; 

Be  thou  my  guide,  be  thou  my  way. 

To  glorious  happiness ! 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart! 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 
Let  me  depart  in  peace ! 

Charles  Wcslct/. 
From  JTymntt  for  Children,  17()3.    One  Btanza  of 
tliconjrinal  is  omitted  above: 

4  No  matter  Avhich  m)'  thoughts  employ, 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy; 

But  O!  when  both  shall  end, 
AVhere  shall  I  find  my  destined  place? 
shall  I  my  everlasting  days 
With  llends  or  angels  spend? 
A  young  la<ly  in  America,  of  high  position,  and 
who  had   completed  a  thorough  couise  of  eiluca- 
lion,  leaving  Bch(M»l  Avith  certilicates  of  tiie  highest 
merit,  had  become  the  center  of  a  large  and  fash- 
lonaljle  circle  of  friends,    This  lady  went  one  Bun- 
day  evening  to  hear  a  Kermon  i)reached  by  tlie  ven- 
C'l-able  JJishop  Asbury.    The  voice,   manner,  and 
earnest  f-olicitude  of   the  man   of   (jod   lixed   tlu; 
truth  ho  firndy  on  her  mind  that  she  sought  and 
fouml  pardon  through  faith  in  .Icsus.    Slic  nt  once 
gave  up  her  worldly  comiianions  ami    pursuits, 
llcr  fond  parents  used  their  utmost  eflorls  to  Min 


back  her  affections  to  the  world,  but  in  vain.  As 
a  last  resort,  her  father  gave  a  large  party  to  the 
most  worldly  and  fashionable  persons  in  the  citj*. 
A  more  busy  scene  of  pleasure-loving  gayety  was 
never  witnes-ed.  During  the  eveuir.g  it  was  ar- 
ranged that  their  daughter  should  be  invited  to 
bing  and  play  on  the  piano  one  of  those  fashion- 
able airs  to  which  they  had  so  often  listened  with 
delight.  Led  by  her  father  to  the  piano,  she  took 
lier  seat,  and  sung  in  a  strain  the  most  touching, 
because  it  came  from  the  heart,  and  with  a  full 
clear  voice,  that  part  of  Charles  Wesley's  flue 
hymu  which  commences: 

"  No  room  for  mirth  or  trilling  here 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 
If  life  so  soon  is  gone." 
She  had  not  sung  through  one  verse  before  her 
father,  who  had  stood  by  her  side,  drooped  his 
head.  Every  whisper  ceasctl,  and  the  most  intense 
feeling  jtervaded  the  entire  company.  P^very  word 
of  the  hymn  was  spokeu  distinctly,  and  heard  by 
every  one  jiresent;  each  seemed  an  arrow  from  the 
Si)irit's  quiver,  going  directly  to  the  hearts  of  the 
iiearers.  Her  father  retired  to  his  room  to  weep 
lor  his  own  sinful  folly  with  a  deeply-stricken 
heart.  The  daughter's  piety  had  triumphed.  For 
many  years  she  lived  to  adorn  her  godly  profession, 
and  she  passed  away  at  last  in  triumph  to  the 
skies,  realizing  the  jn'ayer  expressed  iu  the  last 
two  lines  of  this  her  favorite  hvinu. 


594  c.  p.  M. 

WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 
come 
To  tiike  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  st;ind  ? 

Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 

AVho  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now. 

Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But,  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
"What  if  my  name  should  be  left  (Hit, 
When  thou  for  them  shalt  call? 
I)  O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place. 

In  this  the  accepted  day  ; 
Thy  ])ard()ning  voice  0  let  me  hear. 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 
Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 
4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  ])e  found, 
AVhene'er    th'     archangel's    truni]) 
sound, 


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To  see  thy  smiling  face; 
Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

Seli)ia,  Countess  of  Huntingdon. 
This  is  part  secoutl  of  a  liymn  on  '•'•The  Judg- 
ment Day  "  which  appeared  for  the  first  time  in 
the  fourth  edition  of  Lady  Huntingdon's  Collec- 
tion of  Hymns,  the  probable  date  of  which  is  1772. 
The  first  part,  whicli  has  five  stanzas,  begins,  "  We 
soon  shall  hear  the  midnight  cry."  In  verse  one 
above,  instead  of  ''  When  thou,"  the  author  wrote 
"Oh!  when,"  and  "fetch"  instead  of  "take." 
This  beautiful  hymn  is  in  thorough  accord  Avith 
the  character  of  the  author  —  modest,  humble, 
glowing  with  faith  and  love. 


595  7s.    6  1. 

DAY  of  wrath,  0  dreadful  day ! 
When  this  world  shall  pass  away, 
And  the  heavens  together  roll, 
Shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll. 
Long  foretold  by  saint  and  sage, 
David's  harp,  and  sibyl's  page. 

2  Day  of  terror,  day  of  doom, 
AVhen  the  Judge  at  last  shall  come ! 
Through  the  deep  and  silent  gloom. 
Shrouding  every  human  tomb. 
Shall  the  archangel's  trumpet  tone 
Summon  all  before  the  throne. 

3  Then  the  writing  shall  be  read, 
AVhich  shall  judge  the  quick  and  dead 
Then  the  Lord  of  all  our  race 

Shall  appoint  to  each  his  place ; 
Every  wrong  shall  be  set  right, 
Every  secret  brought  to  light. 

4  O  just  Judge,  to  whom  belongs 
Vengeance  for  all  earthly  wrongs, 
Grant  forgiveness,  Lord,  at  last. 
Ere  the  dread  account  be  past : 
Lo,  my  sighs,  my  guilt,  my  shame ! 
Spare  me  for  thine  own  great  name. 

5  Thou,  who  bad'st  the  sinner  cease 
From  her  tears  and  go  in  peace, — 
Thou,  who  to  the  dying  thief 
Spakest  pardon  and  relief, — 
Thou,  0  Lord,  to  me  hast  given, 
E'en  to  me,  the  hope  of  heaven. 

Thomas  of  Celano. 

Tr.  by  Arthur  Penrhyn  Stanley. 


This  is  a  part  of  Dean  Stanley's  translation  of  the 
famous  Latin  hymn  titled  Dies  Irw.  The  transla- 
tion contains  thirteen  stanzas,  the  above  being  the 
first,  second,  fourtii,  ninth,  and  tenth.  This  is  one 
of  the  best  of  the  many  translations  of  this  most 
celebrated  of  all  the  Latin  hymns.  Compare  with 
Sir  Walter  Scott's  translation  (No.  591)  and  that  of 
John  Newton  (No.  629).  The  original  Latin  hymn 
contains  nineteen  stanzas  of  three  lines  each.  The 
first  stanza  is: 

Dies  irce,  dies  ilia, 
Solvet  sceclum  in  favilla. 
Teste  David  cum  Sibylla. 


596  c.  M. 

AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Sliall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  live! 

With  what  religious  fear ! 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior    here  ! 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow  ; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near ! 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'•A  Thought  on  Judgmeyxf"  is  the  author's  title 
to  this  heart-searching  hymn  in   his  Hymns  for 
Children,  1703.   There  are  three  ailditional  stanzas: 

6  My  i)eace  Thou  hast  already  made, 

While  hanging  on  the  tree; 
jVly  sins  He  on  Thy  body  laid. 
And  punished  them  in  Thee. 

7  All  I  migbt  I,  Lord,  the  virtue  prove 

Of  Thine  atoning  blood, 
And  know  Thou  ever  livest  above. 

My  Advocate  with  God; 
S  Receive  the  answer  of  Thy  prayer. 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiven. 
And  follow  Thee  with  loving  care, 

And  go  in  peace  to  heaven. 


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597  c.  M. 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  api)ointed  hour  makes  lui:5te, 
"When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus,  thou  Source  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Ruler  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word,  "  Depart ! " 

3  What,  to  be  banished  from  my  Lord, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die ! 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
And  death  for  ever  fly ! 

4  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair. 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  stiition  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love! 

Isaac  Watts. 
^'■The  Evcrlasii no  Absence  of  God  Intolerable  "  is 
the  title  of  this  in  the  author's  Hymns  and  Spirit- 
ual Songs,  17C7.    The  second  stanza  above  has  been 
mucli  changed: 

Thou  lovely  Chief  ol  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  hear  to  hear  the  voice 
Pronounce  the  sountl,  "Depart!" 
Jn  verse  three,  line  one,  the  author  wrote  "for  my 
life  "  instead  of  "  from  my  Lord."    Thcrc  are  four 
additional  stanzas. 


598  L-  ^i- 

rpiIK  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possessed 

X   Enter  into  immediate  rest; 
For  them  no  further  test  remains, 
Of  purging  fires  and  torturing  pains. 

2  AVho  tnisting  in  their  Lord  dei)art, 
Cleansed  from  all  sin  and  jmre  in  lieart, 
The  bliss  umiiixed,  the  glorious  prize, 
They  find  with  Christ  in  paradise. 

3  Close  followed  by  their  works  they  go, 
Their  ^Loster's  purchased  joy  to  know  ; 
Their  works  enliance  tlie  bliss  i)repared, 
And  each  hath  its  distinct  reward. 

4  Yet  glorified  by  grace  alone, 

They  cast  their  crowns  before  the  throne; 
And  fill  the  echoing  courts  above 
"With  praises  of  redeeming  love. 

Charles  Wmln/. 


From  Short  Hymns  07i  Select  Passages  of  tlie 
Holy  Scriptures,  17C2.  This  is  written  on  Rev. 
xiv.  13:  "Blessed  arc  the  dead  which  die  in  the 
"Lord  from  henceforth:  Tea,  saith  the  Spirit,  that 
they  may  rest  from  their  labors;  and  their  works 
do  follow  them." 

599  L.  M. 

ASLEEP  m  Jesus !  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  I 
A  calm  and  iindistur1)ed  repose, 
"Unbroken  by  the  hist  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !  0  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
"With  holy  confidence  to  sing,  . 

That  Death  hath  lost  his  venomed  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ! 
Xo  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviou;-'s  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep. 
From  which  none  ever  Avakes  to  weep. 

Margaret  Mackay. 
Tliis  hymn,  which  is  one  of  the  most  popular  of 
all  our  funeral  hymns,  was  suggested  to  the  author 
by  an  inscription  that  she  saw  on  a  tombstone  in 
the  burying-ground  of  Pennycross  Cliaiiel,  in  De- 
vonshiie,  England.     It  first  ai)peared  in  1S32  iu 
The  AmetJiist,  an  Annual  published  in  Edinburgh, 
.'"cotland.    Two  stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted: 
4  Asleep  in  Jesus!  O  for  me 
]\ray  sucli  a  blissful  refuge  bo! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
"Waiting  the  summons  from  on  hi.nh. 

r>  Asleep  in  Jesus!  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  "  hlding-i)lace;  " 
On  Indian  ])lains  or  T>apland  snows 
Dclievers  find  the  same  repose. 


«00  L.M. 

SIIlilXKIXCf  from  the  cold  Iiand  of  death, 
I  soon  shall  gather  up  my  feet; 
Sliall  soon  resign  this  fleeting  breath, 
And  die — my  father's  God  to  meet. 

2  Numbered  among  thy  peoj)le,  I 
Expect  with  joy  thy  face  to  see: 
Pecause  thou  didst  for  sinners  die, 
Jesus,  in  death  remember  nic  1 


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241 


3  0  that  without  a  Hng'ring  groan 

I  may  the  welcome  word  receive ! 
My  body  with  my  charge  lay  down, 
And  cease  at  once  to  work  and  live  ! 

4  Walk  with  me  through  the  dreadful  shade 

And,  certified  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  spirit,  calm  and  undismayed, 
I  shall  into  thy  hands  resign. 

5  No  anxious  doubt,  no  guilty  gloom, 

Shall  damp  whom  Jesus'  presence  cheers ; 
My  light,  my  life,  my  God  is  come, 

And  glory  in  his  face  appeai-s ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  hymn  is  made  up  of  parts  of  two  of  the  au- 
thor's Short  Scripture  Jlymns^  1762.  The  first  two 
stanzas  are  based  ou  Gen.  xlix.  33:  'Macob  gathered 
np  his  feet  into  the  bed,  and  yielded  up  the  ghost, 
and  was  gathered  iinto  his  people."  The  third 
stanza  is  based  upon  Xnm.  xx.  28:  "And  Moses 
stripped  Aaron  of  his  garments,  and  put  them  npon 
Eleazar  his  son;  and  Aaron  died  there  in  the  top 
of  the  mount:  and  Moses  and  Eleazar  came  down 
from  the  mount."  The  third  stanza  is  often,  in 
song  and  prayer,  upon  the  lips  of  the  veterans  of 
the  cross.  It  was  notably  so  with  John  Wesley  and 
Dr.  Thomas  O.  Summers. 


601 


L.  M. 


w 


H Y  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 
What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 
And  vet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 


2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  0,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

^  My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste. 

Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed ! 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying-bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
"While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 
Isaac  Watts. 
^'•Chj-isi's  Presence  Makes  Death  Easy  "  is  the  title 
I        of  this  in  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Son(js^  1707.     In 
the  third  stanza,  second  line,  the   author  wrote 
"'My  soul!  she'd"   instead  of  "My  soul  woukl." 
The  last  verse  is  especially  beautiful. 
IG 


602  L.  M. 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dic.>^ ! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  brejist! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  : 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay. 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! " 
Anna  Laelilia  Barbaidd. 
"■The  Death,  of  the  Virtuous''  is  the  title  of  this 
in  the  autlior's  Works.,  182G.    The  author  wrote  in 
the  first  verse,  first  line,  '•^Sireet  is  the  scene  when 
virtue  dies''''  instead  of  "How  blest  the  I'igliteous 
when  he  dies!"  and  in  the  same  verse,  line  two, 
"righteous"  instead  of  "weary;"  in  verse  three, 
line  one, "  Its  "  instead  of  ''  Life's,"  and  in  line  four, 
"  Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies."    Two  stan- 
zas are  omitted: 

3  Triumphant  smiles  the  victor  brow 

Fanned  by  some  angel's  purple  wing; 
Where  is,  O  grave!  thy  victory  now? 
And  where,  insidious  Death!  thy  sting? 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Wlicre  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  ap])ears! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell! 


603  S.M.  D. 

A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come ; 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest. 

Asleep  within  the  tomb. 
A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild,  rocky  shore ; 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

2  A  few  more  struggles  here, 
A  fev/  more  partings  o'er, , 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears. 

And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 
Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day  ; 
O  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away  ! 

Jlor alius  Bonar. 


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This  hymn  as  originally  published  in  Hymns  of 
Faith  and  Hope,  first  series,  1857,  containeil  six 
stanzas  of  eight  lines  each.  The  title  there  given 
IS  "A  Pilgrim  .Song."  The  first  stanza  here  is  the 
first  half  of  the  first  stanza  in  the  original,  the  sec- 
onil  is  the  first  half  of  the  third,  and  the  fourth 
double  stanza  of  the  original  is  here  divided  into 
the  third  and  fourth.  "Dr.  Bonar,"  says  Nutter 
in  his  Jfymn-Studics,  "is  one  of  the  sweetest, 
though  one  of  the  saddest,  singers  of  the  Church." 


604  s  M 

OTIIOU  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die ; 
Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 

From  endless  misery ! 
Show  me  the  way  to  slum 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe ; 
That  wlien  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear! 

2  Thou  art  thyself  the  way, 

Thyself  in  me  reveal ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
So  shall  1  love  my  God, 

Because  he  first  loved  me ; 

And  praise  thee  in  thy  bright  abode 

To  all  eternity. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  the  author's  Hymns  for  Children,  1763.  See 
note  under  hymn  beginning  "And  am  I  born  to  die  " 
(No.  689),  of  which  this  is  the  conclusion. 


005  Cs.     Irregular. 

OXE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Com(^s  to  me  o'er  and  o'er: 
I'm  nearer  my  home  to-day 
Than  I  ever  have  ])een  before  ; 

2  Nean^r  my  Father's  house, 

Wiiere  the  many  mansions  be; 
Nearer  the  great  white  throne, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea ; 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  \\v  lay  our  burdens  down  ; 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross, 
Nearer  gaining  the  crown. 

4  But  the  waves  of  that  silent  sea, 

]{oll  dark  before  my  sight, 


That  brightly  the  other  side 
Break  on  a  shore  of  light. 

5  0,  if  my  mortid  feet 

Have  almost  gained  the  brink. 
If  it  be  I  am  nearer  home 
Even  to-day  than  I  think, — 

G  Father!  perfect  my  trust. 
Let  my  spirit  feel  in  death 
That  her  feet  are  firmly  set 
On  the  Rock  of  a  living  faith. 

Pha'be  Cary, 
This  hymn  has  many  variations,  mostly  verbal, 
as  found  in  the  different  hymnals  of  the  Church — 
and  it  is  in  all  of  them.  The  one  given  above  is  Miss 
Cary'sown  and  last  version  as  found  in  Hymns  for 
all  Christians.    The  following  stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  But  lying  darkly  between, 

"Winding  down  through  the  night, 
Is  the  deep  and  unknown  stream. 
That  leads  at  last  to  the  light. 

5  Closer  and  closer  my  steps 

Come  to  the  dread  abysm, 
.    Closer  death  to  my  lips 
Presses  the  awful  chrism. 

8  Feel  as  I  would  when  my  feet 
Are  slipi)ingover  the  brink; 
For  it  may  be,  I'm  nearer  home — 
Nearer  now  than  I  think! 

"  In  Macao,  China,"  says  Col.  Russell  II.  Conwell 
in  Lessons  of  Travel, "  not  far  from  Hong  Kong,  the 
principal  occuj)ation  of  the  mliabitants  is  gaming. 
Here,  on  a  certain  occasion,  a  traveler  found  a  com- 
pany of  gamblers  in  a  back  room  on  the  upper  fioor 
of  a  hotel.  At  tlie  table  nearest  him  there  was  an 
American,  about  twenty-five  years  old,  playing 
with  an  old  man.  They  had  been  betting  and 
drinking.  While  the  gray-haii-ed  manwasshuf- 
lling  ilie  cards  for  '  a  new  deal,'  the  young  man.  In 
a  swaggering,  careless  way,  sang,  to  a  very  ])a- 
(hetic  tune,  a  verse  of  IMurbc  Caiy'sbeautiful  hymn 
'One  sweetly  solemn  thought.'  Hearing  the  sing- 
ing, several  gamblers  looked  up  in  surprise.  The 
old  man  who  was  dealing  the  cards  put  on  a  look 
of  melancholy,  stojjped  for  a  moment,  gazed  stead- 
fastly at  his  partner  in  the  game,  dashed  the  i)ack 
upon  the  lloor  un«ier  tlie  table,  and  said, 'Where 
did  you  learn  that  tune?'  The  young  man  i)re- 
tcnded  that  he  did  not  know  (hat  lie  had  been 
singing.  '  Well,  no  matter,'  said  tlie  old  man, '  I've 
played  my  last  game,  antl  that's  the  end  of  it.  The 
cards  may  lie  there  till  doomsday,  and  I  will  never 
pick  them  up.'  Tlie  old  man  having  won  mone 
from  the  young  man — about  one  hundred  dollars- 
took  it  out  of  his  ])ocket,  and  handing  it  to  the 
latter,  salfl:  'Here  is  your  money ;  take  it  and  (U. 
good  with  it;  I  shall  with  mine.    I   have  misled 


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you,  Harry,  and  1  am  sorry.  Give  me  your  hand, 
my  boy,  and  say  that  for  old  America's  sake  and 
for  God's  sake,  you  will  quit  the  infernal  busi- 
ness.'" The  seciuel  is  a  happy  one,  for  the  "old 
man  "  here  alluiled  to  wrote  Col.  C.  a  letter  saying 
that  "Harry"  had  entirely  abandoned  gambling 
and  all  kind  of  vices,  and  that  he  himself  had  be- 
come a  "•  hard-working  Christian." 

During  the  last  year  of  her  life  Miss  Gary,  seeing 
this  story  in  print,  sent  a  copy  of  it  to  an  old  friend 
with  the  following  note,  which  happily  throws  light 
on  the  origin  of  the  hymn :  "  1  inclose  the  hymn  and 
the  story  for  yo\i,  not  because  I  am  vain  of  the  no- 
tice, but  because  I  thought  you  would  feel  a  pecul- 
iar interest  in  them  Avhen  you  knew  the  hymn  was 
written  eighteen  years  ago  (1852),  in  your  house.  I 
composed  it  in  the  little  back  third-story  bedroom, 
one  Sunday  morning,  after  coming  from  Church; 
and  it  makes  me  happy  to  think  that  any  word  I 
could  say  has  done  a  little  good  in  the  world." 


606  c.  M. 

THROUGH  sorrow's  night  and  danger's 
path, 
Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  foll'wers  of  our  suff' ring  Lord^ 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  Yet  not  thus  hopeless,  in  the  grave, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sk}-. 

3  These  ashes,  too,  this  little  dust. 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  archangel's  trump  shall  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

4  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  long-silent  voice  awake 
AVith  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

Henry  Kirke  White, 

This  hymn  is  entitled  '•'■ITope  in  the  Resurrection  " 
in  William  B.  Collyer's  Hymns^  Partly  Collected 
and  Partly  Original,  1812.  The  author  Avrote 
''thus  lifeless,  thus  inane"  in  the  first  line  of  the 
second  stanza  instead  of  "thus  hopeless,  in  the 
grave."  In  verse  four,  line  three,  the  author  wrote, 
"And  the  long-silent  dust  shall  burst."  Two  stan- 
zas of  the  original  are  omitted  above: 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 
And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Oiir  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 


3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 
In  this  our  last  retreat. 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust 
Tlie  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 


607  cs.  D. 

Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child  ! 
Go  to  thy  dreamless  bed, 
Gentle,  and  meek,  and  mild, 

AVith  blessings  on  thy  head. 
Fresh  roses  in  thy  hand. 

Buds  on  thy  pillow  laid. 
Haste  from  this  blighting  land, 
Where  flowers  so  quickly  fade 

2  Before  thy  heart  could  learn 

In  waywardness  to  stray  ; 
Before  thy  feet  could  turn 

The  dark  and  downward  way ; 
Ere  sin  could  wound  thy  breast, 

Or  sorrow  wake  the  tear ; 
Rise  to  thy  home  of  rest. 

In  yon  celestial  sphere ! 

3  Because  thy  smile  was  fair. 

Thy  lip  and  eye  so  bright. 
Because  thy  cradle-care 

Was  such  a  fond  delight ; 
Shall  love,  with  weak  embrace, 

Thy  heavenward  flight  detain  ? 
No,  angel !  seek  thy  place 

Amid  yon  cherub  train. 

Lydia  Huntley  Sigourney. 

'■'■To  a  Dying  Infanf''  is  the  title  of  this  in  a  vol- 
ume of  the  author's  Poeins,  1834.  In  the  third  line 
of  the  first  stanza  the  author  wrote"  and  iindefiled," 
instead  of,"  and  meek  and  mild." 


608  c.  M. 

THY  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 
With  transport  all  divine : 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face. 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  "  I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 

"And  lay  them  in  my  breast : 


'2U 


DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


Protec-tion  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  ciui't  dissolve  my  love : 

Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 

The  family  above." 

t^amucl  Stcnnet. 

^'C/iililrcn  Dying  in  their  Infancy  in  the  Arms  of 
Jesus'^  is  tlie  tille  of  Ihi.s  in  liippo7i's  ScIectio7}Sy 
1787.    It  is  based  on  Matt.  xix.  M:  "  But  Jesus  said, 
SuQer  little  cliildreii,  and  forbid  thcni  not,  to  come 
unto  mo;  for  of  such  is  the  kinjr<Ioni  of  heaven." 
There  are,  in  the  original,  two  additional  stanzas: 
5  Their  feeble  fi-ames  my  power  shall  raise. 
And  mould  with  heavenly  skill; 
I'll  ^'ive  them  tongues  to  sing  my  i)raise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will. 

C  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  shout  with  joys  divine: 
O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  a:  e 
Shall  be  forever  thine. 
Ill  the  first  line  of  the  first  verse  the  author  wrote 
"  dearest "  instead  gf  "  gracious." 


()09  c.  M. 

WHEN  l)looniing  youth  is  snatched  away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tri])ute  pay 
Wliich  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising;  sigh, 

O  may  this  trutli,  impressed 
AVith  awful  power — I  too  must  die — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast! 

3  Let  this  vain  world  delude  no  more : 

Behold  the  gai)ing  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour. 
To-morrow  deatli  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

Ixit  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

Anne  Strelc. 
This  liymn  '■'■For  tJir  J<''nncr(t1  of  <i  Yoitntj  Person''^ 
finds  a  i)lacc  in  no  (ttlicr  <  lunch  colk'ctioii. 


010 


('.  M. 


1 1"]'"  is  a  span,  a  ilceting  hour, — 
^    I  low  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
,M;iM  is  a  tender,  transient  flower. 
That  (''en  in  bloomin*'  dies. 


2  Death  spreads  his  with'ring,  wintry  arms. 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more ; 
Ah  I  where  are  now  those  rising  charms 
Which  pleased  our  eyes  before? 

3  That  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  : 
We  weep  our  earthly  comforts  fled. 
And  withered  all  our  joys. 

4  Plope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  wh.at  we  now  deplore 

►Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime. 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

Anne  Steele. 
Thisbeautiful  hymn  "-For  the  Fiineralofa  Child"' 
is  not  found  in  any  other  coUectiou. 


L.  :\i. 


611 

THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold. 
As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipped  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast. 

Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray. 
The  momentiiry  glories  wastx^. 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

AVhen  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows; 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colors  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly-i'olling  years. 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day. 
The  fading  glory  disapp(>ars, 

The  short-lived  l)eauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 

AVith  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 
Ilevive  with  ever-during  bloom. 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

(>  Let  sickness  blast,  let  di'ath  (l(>vour, 

Tf  heaven  must  recompense  our  jiains: 
Piri-h  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 
If  firm  the  word  of  (Jod  remains. 

Soinuel  Wesley,  Jr. 

This   beautiful    hyinn   was  '•'•OecaHionrd  by  the 

Death  of  a  Younfj  Lady,^''  and  is  based  on  Isaiah 

xl.O-S:  "All  fiesh  is  prass,  and  all  tiie  goodlincss 

thereof  is  as  the  llower  of  the  field:  .  .  .  The  grass 


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245 


Avitliorcih,  the  llowcr  fadeth:  but  tUe  word  of  our 
God  shall  stand  lor  ever."  It  was  written  in  1735. 
John  Wesley  gave  it  a,  place  in  his  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poems.  174:]. 


612  L-M. 

UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  rehcs  room, 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear. 

Invades  thy  bounds ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept :  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed 
the  bed : 
Eest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word : 
Restore  thy  trust :  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'-'A  Funeral  Ode  at  the  Interment  of  the  Body., 
Supposed  to  he  Sung  by  the  Mourners,'^  is  the  title 
of  this  in  the  author's  Miscellaneous  Thoughts  in 
Prose  and  Verse.,  1734.  It  is  the  last  of  a  series  of 
live  entitled  '■'-Death  and  Heaven  in  Five  Lyric 
Odes.'' 

The  author  wrote  in  verse  one,  line  four,  ••'  seek  a 
slumber  in  the  dust"  instead  of  "slumber  in  the 
silent  dust;"  in  verse  two, line  three,  "  lovely  "  in- 
stead of  "peaceful,"  and  in  line  four,  "And"  and 
"her"  instead  of  "while"  and  "the;  "  in  verse 
three,  line  three,  "  fair  "  instead  of  "  blest; "  and  in 
verse  four,  line  four, "  She  must  ascend  "  and  "  her  " 
instead  of  "  Shall  then  arise  "  and  "  the." 


613  7s. 

HARK !  a  voice  divides  the  sky, 
Happy  are  the  faithful  dead  ! 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die. 
They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed. 

2  Them  the  Spirit  hath  declared 
Blest,  unutterably  blest ; 
Jesus  is  their  great  reward, 
Jesus  is  their  endless  rest. 


3  Followed  by  their  works,  they  go 

Wiiere  their  Head  has  gone  before ; 
Reconciled  by  grace  below, 

Grace  had  ojjened  mercy's  door. 

4  Justified  througli  faith  alone. 

Here  they  knew  their  sins  forgiven; 
Here  they  laid  their  burden  down, 
Hallowed,  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 
Charles  Wesley. 
"yl  Funeral  Hymn  "  taken   from   the  author's 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  1742.    Tliere  are  threo 
additional  double  stanzas  in  the  original. 


614  c.  M. 

HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  pro- 
claims 
For  all  the  pious  dead  ! 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blest ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  suff 'rings  and  from  sins  released, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord  : 

The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 

End  in  a  large  rew^ard. 

Isaac  Watts. 

^'•Blessed  are  the  Dead  that  Die  in  the  Lord'^ 
(Rev.  xiv.  13)  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  author's 
Hymyis  and  Spiritual  Songs.,  1707.  It  is  a  little 
singular  that  this  beautiful  funeral  hymn  finds  a 
place  in  no  other  Church  collection. 


615  c.  M. 

CALM  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 
Fair  spirit,  rest  thee  now ! 
E'en  while  with  us  thy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  bi'ow. 

2  Dust,  to  thy  narrow^  house  beneath ! 

Soul,  to  thy  place  on  high  ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death. 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

3  Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  bowers. 

Whence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone ; 


2-iG 


DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


But  O,  a  l)rii;hter  home  than  ours, 
In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 

Felicia  Dorothea  Hemans. 
This  is  Uikcn  from  llie  author's  Hymns  for  Child- 
hooil,  where  it  is  titled  ".4  Dirge.'* 


616 


CM. 


W 


HY  should  our  t<.'ars  in  sorrow^  flow 
"When  God  recalls  his  own, 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown  ? 


2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close. 
To  open  tliem  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done. 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  victor}'  won. 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow ; 

God  has  recalled  his  own  ; 
But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  avoc, 
Still  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

William  Ililey  Bathurst. 
This  hymn  is  eommouly  accredited  to  Bathurst. 
and  dated  1S29;  but  C.  S.  Nutter  is  authority  for 
the  statement  tliat  it  was  not  written  by  him,  but 
was  contributed  to  the  Missionary  Psalmist,  in 
DS2G,  by  "O.  P.,"  whose  identity  is  now  unknown. 


(>17  fi,  «,  8,  6,  8,  8. 

FRIEND  after  friend  departs  : 
Who  has  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts, 
'    That  finds  not  here  an  end  : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest. 
Living  or  dying  none  were  l)lest. 

2  Beyond  the  fliglit  of  time. 
Beyond  this  vale  of  deatli. 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  lifci's  affections,  transient  fire. 
Whose  Hi)arks  fly  u])ward  and  exi)ire. 

.T  There  is  a  world  aliovc, 

Wliere  i)arting  is  unknown  ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  urood  alone  : 


And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  hai)pier  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  stiir  declines. 

Till  all  are  passed  away. 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day  ; 

Nor  sink  those  stiirs  in  empty  night, 

But   hide   themselves   in    heaven's   own 

light. 

Jamea  Montgomery . 

This  "patlietic  and  beautiful  little  poem,"  to 
which  the  author  gave  the  title  '■"Separation  on 
Earth  —  Reunion  in  Heaven^'''  was  written  just 
after  the  death  (1823)  of  his  intimate  friend  and  co- 
worker, Kev.  Thomas  Cotterill,  to  whose  Collection 
(1819)  the  author  contributed  many  hymns.  The 
above  is  a  correct  co])y  of  the  hymn  as  originally 
written;  the  verbal  changes  in  the  former  edition 
of  the  Hymn -Book  were  not  for  the  better. 


618 


C.  M. 


w 


HY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends. 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 


2  Are  w'e  not  tending  upward  too. 
As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow 
To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 

:>  AVhy  should  we  tremble  to  c-onwy 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  every  l)ed  : 
AVliere  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  liigh. 

And  sliowed  our  feet  the  way  : 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

<)  Tlicn  let  the  last  loud  trumj)et  sound, 
And  l)id  our  kindred  rise: 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Ye  saint><,  ascend  the  skies  ! 

Isaac  Walts. 


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'■''The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  SaiiW'  is  the  title 
of  this  hymn  in  the  author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual 
Songs^  1707.  In  the  thiril  line  of  the  third  stanza 
the  author  wrote  "■  the  clear  "  .astead  of  ^  once  the." 


619  s  M 

A  XD  must  this  body  die, 
xjL  This  well-wrouglit  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh. 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  ever  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  AiTayed  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Be  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe. 

Lord,  to  thy  dying  love : 
0  may  we  bless  thy  grace  below, 
And  sing  thy  grace  above  I 

Isaac  Watts. 
^'■Triumph  over  Death,  in  Hope  of  the  Resurrec- 
tion,''^ is  the  title  of  this  in  the  author's  Hymns 
and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.  The  author  wrote  in 
verse  three,  line  two,  "  often  "  instead  of  "  ever; " 
verse  fonr,  line  four,  "Look"  instead  of  "Be;" 
verse  five,  line  two,  "  To  Jesns  "  instead  of  "  Lord, 
to  thy;"  line  two,  "  We  would  adore  his"  instead 
of  "O  may  we  bless  thy,"  and  line  four,  "his 
power  "  instead  of  "  thy  grace."  One  stanza  has 
been  omitted: 

5  Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs. 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
AVith  our  immortal  tongues. 


620  13s,  lis. 

THOU  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will 
not  deplore  thee. 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encom- 
pass the  tomb ; 


Thy  Saviour  ha.s  piissed  tlirough  iti;  portals 
before  thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide 
through  the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  we  no  longer 

behold  thee. 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world 

by  thy  side ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to 

enfold  thee. 
And  sinners  may  hope  since  the  Sinless 

hath  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  and,  its  man- 

sions forsaking. 

Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  fear  lin- 
gered long ; 
But  the  mild  rays  of  paradise  beamed  on 
thy  waking. 

And  the  sound  which  thou  heardst  was 
the  seraphim's  song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will 

not  deplore  thee, 
Whose  God  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guard- 
ian, thy  guide ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will 
restore  thee ; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  for  the  Saviour 
has  died.  Reginald  Heber. 

^'■At  a  FuneraV^  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in 
Hymns  Written  and  Adapted  to  the  Weekly 
Church  Service  of  the  Year,  1827.  Jn  this  hymn 
Bishop  Heber  breathed  forth  his  resignation  to  the 
death  of  his  oulv  child,  in  December,  ISIS. 


621  -s 

LO !  the  pris'iier  is  released. 
Lightened  of  her  fleshly  load : 
Where  the  weary  are  at  rest, 
She  is  gathered  into  God ! 

2  Lo !  the  pain  of  life  is  past, 

All  her  warfare  now  is  o'er ; 
Death  and  hell  behind  are  cast, 
Grief  and  suffering  are  no  more. 

3  Yes,  the  Christian's  course  is  run, 

Ended  is  the  glorious  strife ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  work  is  done. 
Death  is  swallowed  up  of  life ! 


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4  B(irno  by  angels  ou  their  wings, 
Far  from  earth  the  spirit  Hies, 
Finds  lier  Go«l,  and  sits,  and  sings, 
Triumphing  in  paradise. 

Charles  Wesley. 
»M  Funeral  HymH''  is  the  title  of  this  in //i/mns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1742.  Tlic  above  are  the  sec- 
ond and  third  stanzas,  unaltered  e.\cei)l  to  change 
the  masculine  to  the  feminine  i)ronoun.  The  origi- 
nal has  Jive  stanzas,  the  first  beginning,  "Bless- 
ing, honor,  thanks,  and  praise." 


622  s. 

RFJOICE  for  a  l)rother  deceased; 
Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  released. 

And  freed  from  his  bodily  chain : 
With  songs  let  ns  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  sjiirit  above ; 
Escaped  to  the  mansions  of  light, 
And  lodged  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gained, 

Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind ; 
His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtained, 

And  left  his  companions  behind, 
Still  tossed  on  a  sea  of  distress. 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
"Where  all  is  assin-ance  and  peace, 

And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

3  Tliere  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 

Who  sailed  with  the  Saviour  beneath  ; 
Witli  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 

And  trium})h  o'er  sorrow  and  death: 
The  voyage  of  life's  at  an  end, 
The  mortid  affliction  is  pjist ; 
The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend 
Forever  and  ever  shall  last. 

Charles  Wesley. 
^'•A  Funeral  Ifynni "  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  au- 
thor's Funeral  Hymns,  17-14.  The  author  grew 
more  and  more  fon<l  of  lliis  hymn  as  liis  life  drew 
to  a(Io>c.  i:«-|.('rially  is  this  tine  of  the  third  stan- 
za, w  l.ii-h  h..  ;ili,H.~l  daily  icpcated. 


02:j  8.S7S. 

Ti'.srs,  wliilc  our  hearts  are  bleeding 
•J     O'er  the  spoils  that  death  lias  won, 
We  would,  at  tliis  solemn  meeting, 
Cahnly  say,  "Thy  will  be  done." 


2  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken  ; ' 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone: 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken  ; 
Blessed  Lord,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Though  to-day  we're  filled  with  mourning, 

Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne ; 
With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 
We  can  sing,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  By  thy  hands  the  boon  was  given  ; 

Thou  hast  taken  Vnit  thine  own  : 
Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 
Evermore,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

Thomas  Hastings 
'■'•Thy  Will  be  Donc'^  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  au- 
thor's Mother's  Hymn  Book,  1S50.  In  verse  four, 
line  one,  the  author  wrote  "To  tlune  arms  the 
child"  instead  of  "  By  thy  hands  the  boon."  Oue 
stauza  is  here  omitted: 

Fill  us  now  with  deep  contrition, 

Take  away  these  hearts  of  stone; 

"While  we  all  with  true  submission 

Meekly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  douc." 


624  L.  M. 

GO,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dead, 
Go  to  thy  longed  for,  happy  home! 
The  teai-s  of  man  are  o'er  thee  shed ; 
The  voice  of  angels  bids  thee  come. 

2  If  life  be  not  in  length  of  days. 

In  silvered  locks  and  furrowed  brow, 
But  living  to  the  Saviour's  praise. 
How  few  have  lived  so  long  as  thou  ! 

3  Though  earth  may  boast  one  gem  the  less, 

INIay  not  e'en  heaven  the  richer  be  ? 
And  myriads  on  thy  footsteps  press. 
To  share  thy  blest  eternity. 

A  uthor  I'nknown. 
This  beautiful  liyinn  is  especially  aiijiropriate  to 
be  sung  at  the  death  of  a  young  person  who  has 
been  eminently  jiious  ami  useful.  Xothing  is 
known  by  this  writer  as  to  tlie  aiithorsliip  or  ori- 
gin of  this  hymn.  It  was  found  by  the  Committeo 
of  llevision  in  the  rii/moulh  Collection. 


625  c.  M. 

"I  "in  I  AT  though  the  arm  of  eon(|u'ring  death 
T  )    Does  God's  own  house  invade? 
What  though  the  ])ro])het  and  the  i)riest 
Be  numbered  with  the  dead? 


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2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young, 
The  watchful  eye,  in  darkness  closed, 
And  mute  th'  m^ftructive  tongue : 

3  Th'  Eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

Xew  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

4  "  Lol  I  am  v/ith  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"  My  church  shall  safe  abide  : 

For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
AVhose  souls  in  me  confide." 

5  Through  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 
Tliis  i^romise  is  our  trust ; 

And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
"When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
'•''Svjypori  in  the  Gracious  Presence  of  God  binder 
the  Loss  of  Jlinisiers  and  Other  Z'scful  Friends''' 
is  the  author's  title  to  this  hymn,which  is  based  on 
Josh.  1.  2,  4,  5.  It  is  from  the  author's  Hymns, 
1755.  The  first  stanza  is  omitted: 
•  1  Now  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive, 

And  all  our  tears  he  dry; 
VThy  should  those  eyes  he  drowned  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Savioiu*  nigh? 


626  los. 

GO  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prune. 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power ! 
A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time : 
The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's 
hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease ; 
Rest  on  thy  sheaves ;  thy  harvest-task  is 

done. 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home  ;  with  thee  the  fight  is 
won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave  ;  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 

In   death's   embrace,  ere  he  arose  on 
high ; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  nari'ow  way 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

4  Go  to  the  gi'ave : — no !  take  thy  seat  above, 

Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Ix)rd, 


Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  per- 
fect love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 
James  ^Iunt<jomery. 
This  hymn,  which  the  author  titled  ^^On  the  death 
of  a  Minister  cut  off  in  his  viyor,"  liad  originally 
six  stanzas.    It  was  written,  accoiding  to  Dufliclil, 
to  commemorate  the  death  of  Rev.  John  Owen,  one 
of  the  first  secretaries  of  the  "British  and  Foreign 
Bible    Society,"   a    man   of   more    than  ordinary 
learning  and  pulpit  power,  who  died  in  1S22. 


627  s.  M. 

IT  is  not  death  to  die, — 
To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  'mid  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  in  glorious  repose 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 

Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise,  on  strong  exulting  wing. 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life. 

Thy  chosen  cannot  die ! 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife. 

To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 
Ccesar  H.  A.  Malan.  Tr.  by  G.  W.  Bethune. 
The  French  original  of  this  begins,  A"o«.  ce  n'est 
pas  vioiirir,  and  is  found  in  the  author's  Cha)tts 
de  Sinn.  The  above  is  taken  verbatim  fro*n  the 
translator's  Lays  of  Love  and  Faith,  1S47.  It  was 
sung  at  Dr.  Bethuue's  death  at  his  own  request. 


628  s.  M. 

REST  for  the  toiling  hand. 
Rest  for  the  anxious  brow, 
Rest  for  the  weary,  way-sore  feet, 
Rest  from  all  labor  now. 

2  Rest  for  the  fevered  brain. 
Rest  for  the  throbbing  eye ; 


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Through  these  parched  lips  of  thine  no 
more 
Sluill  pass  the  moan  or  sigh. 

3  Soon  shall  the  trump  of  God 

Give  out  the  welcome  sound, 
That  shakes  thy  silent  chamber-walls, 
And  breaks  the  turf-sealed  ground. 

4  Ye  dwellers  in  the  dust. 

Awake !  come  forth  and  sing ! 
Sharp  has  your  frost  of  winter  been, 
But  bright  shall  be  your  spring. 

5  'Twas  sown  in  weakness  here ; 

'Twill  then  be  raised  in  power: 
That  which  was  sown  an  earthly  seed. 
Shall  rise  a  heavenly  flower, 

Jloralius  Bonar. 
The  original,  under  the  title  '•'•The  Flesh  Resting 
in  Ilope,'^  containeil  thirteen  stanzas.  These  are 
the  last  five.  Only  one  verbal  change,  "  anxious" 
for  "  thought-worn "  in  first  stanza.  From  the 
author's  Hyvins  of  Faith  and  Hope,  first  series, 
1857.  

629  8s,  7s   &  4. 

DAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound ! 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ! 

How  the  summons 
AVill  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing. 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine : " 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  tliat  day  for  thine  ! 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken. 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
P>y  his  voice,  prepare  ttj  flee: 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  P>iit  to  those  who  have  confessc^d, 

Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below. 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessM  ; 
Sec  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 

You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

John  Newton. 


Title:  '■'■Day  of  Judgment.'^  This  is  one  of  the 
many  versions  of  the  celebrated  Latin  hymn.  Dies 
Irae.  In  the  second  stanza  "glorious"  has  been 
changed  to  "gracious,"  and  in  tlie  third,  "looks" 
to  "voice."  Compare  this  translation  witli  that  of 
Sir  Walter  Scott  (So.  r>01)  and  also  that  of  Deau 
Stanley  (No.  595;.    Three  stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  Horrors  past  imagination 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart  1 

Thou  with  Satan 
And  his  angels  have  thy  part. 

5  Satan,  who  now  tries  to  please  you 

I.est  you  timely  warning  take. 
When  that  word  is  past,  M-ill  seize  you, 
Plunge  you  in  the  burning  lake: 

Think,  poor  sinner, 
Thy  eternal  all's  at  stake. 

7  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches. 

May  this  thought  your  courage  raise! 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
Sighs  shall  then  be  changed  to  praise: 

We  shall  triumph 
Wlieu  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 


630  8,  8,  8,  4. 

THERE  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 
A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found, 
They  softly  lie,  and  sweetly  sleep. 
Low  in  the  ground. 

2  The  storm  that  wrecks  the  winter  sky 

No  more  disturbs  their  deep  repose, 
Than  summer  evening's  latest  sigh, 
That  shuts  the  rose. 

3  I  soon  shall  lay  this  painful  head 

And  aching  heart  beneath  the  soil ; 
And  slumber  in  that  dreamless  bed 
From  all  my  toil. 

4  There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 

A  rest  for  weary  ])ilgrims  found  ; 
But,  though  the  mold'ring  ashes  >^leep, 
Low  in  the  ground, — 

5  The  soul,  of  origin  divine, 

(lod's  glorious  image  freed  from  clny, 

In  heaven's  eternal  sphere  shall  shine, 

A  stiir  of  (lay. 

Jdturs  Montgomery. 

This  hymn  is  from  Montgomery's  well-known 
l»oem  on  the  f»rajr,which  contains  thii-ty  stanzas. 
The  above  are  the  first,  second,  third,  twenty- 
eighth,  and  twenty-ninth  stanzas.    In  tlic  third 


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stanza  the  original  is  "  I  ?onf/  to  lay  this  painful 
head;"  and  in  the  fouitli  '^A)id  ivhile"  insleaU  of 
'■'•Bulthouijh.'^  

631  S.M.    D. 

' '  "nOREVER  with  the  Lord  ! " 
J.    Allien,  so  let  it  be ! 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 

'Tis  immortiiHty. 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam. 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

2  "  Forever  with  the  Lord  !  " 

Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word. 

E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 
So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shaH  escape  from  death. 

And  life  eternal  gain. 

3  Knowing  as  I  am  known. 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"  Forever  with  the  Lord !  " 
"Forever  with  the  Lord!" 

Amen,  so  let  it  be ! 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'Tis  immortality. 

James  Montgomery . 
The  author  titled  this  hymn  '•'•At  Home  in  Heav- 
e?i."  It  is  based  on  1  Thess.  iv.  17:  "Then  Ave 
Avhich  are  alive  and  remain  shall  he  caught  up  to- 
gether with  them  in  the  clouds,  to  meet  the  Lord 
in  the  air:  and  so  shall  we  ever  be  with  the  Lord." 
The  hymn,  as  written  by  the  author,  is  in  two  parts 
and  contains  twenty-two  stanzas.  Of  this  hymn 
the  author  says:  "I  received  directly  and  indi- 
rectly more  testimonials  of  approbation  in  refer- 
ence to  these  verses,  than  perhai^s  any  others 
which  I  have  written  of  the  same  cLass,  with  the 
exception  of  those  on  Prayer:'  "  This  is  one  of 
those  strains  of  sacred  thought,"  says  George  John 
Stevenson,  "  which,  once  having  taken  hold  of  the 
public  mind,  will  live  in  the  service  of  song  to  the 
end  of  time.  Tlie  hymn  remained  unsung  and  un- 
noticed for  a  quarter  of  a  century,  when  it  was  in- 
troduced to  the  public  with  a  tune  Avhich  was  so 
well  suited  to  the  beautiful  and  pious  sentiments 
of  the  words  that  it  gave  it  immediate  and  wide- 
spread popularity." 

This  hymn  is  a  great  favorite  in  Yorkshire,  the 
county  where   it  was  written,  being  frequently 


quoted  by  dying  Christians.  At  one  of  the  sessions 
of  the  Methodist  Conference  at  Leeds,  England, 
this  hymn  was  given  out  and  sung,  and  such  u 
dei)th  of  spiritual  power  fell  upon  the  assembly 
during  tlie  singing  of  it  that  the  IJev.  James 
Everett,  then  an  octogenarian,  being  overwhehne*! 
with  emotion,  fell  prostrate  in  devout  adoration. 
The  audience,  well  knowing  the  long  and  affec- 
tionate friendship  lliat  had  existed  between  the 
venerable  man  and  the  deceased  but  still  revered 
poet,  was  ])owerfully  moved  by  the  touching  spec- 
tacle.   It  is  from  A  Poet's  Port/olio,  18o5. 


632  s.  M.  D. 

SERVANT  of  God,  well  done  ! 
Thy  glorious  warfare's  past ; 
The  battle's  fought,  the  race  is  won, 

And  thou  art  crowned  at  last : 
Of  all  thy  heart's  desire 

Triumphantly  possessed ; 
Lodged  by  the  ministerial  choir 
In  thy  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  condescending  love, 

Thy  ceaseless  prayer  he  heard  ; 
And  bade  thee  suddenly  remove 

To  thy  complete  reward. 
With  saints  enthroned  on  high, 

Thou  dost  thy  Lord  proclaim, 
And  still  to  God  salvation  cry, 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb  I 

3  0  happy,  happy  soul ! 

In  ecstasies  of  praise. 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

Thou  seest  thy  Saviour's  face. 
Redeemed  from  earth  and  pain, 

Ah !  when  shall  we  ascend. 

And  all  in  Jesus'  presence  reign 

AVith  our  translated  friend  ? 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  was  written  for  John  Wesley's  sermon  on 
the  death  of  George  Whitefield,  preacher!  Novem- 
ber 18,  1770.  Eight  lines  of  the  original  are  omit- 
ted—the last  four  of  the  second  stanza  and  the  last 
four  of  the  fourth: 

Ready  to  bring  the  peace, 

Thy  beauteous  feet  were  shod, 
"When  mercy  signed  thy  soul's  release 

And  caught  thee  up  to  God. 
Come,  Lord,  and  quickly  come! 
And,  when  in  thee  complete, 
Receive  thy  longing  servants  home. 
To  triumph  at  thy  feet. 
It  is  unaccountable  that  this  most  useful  hymn 
should  never  before  have  found  a  place  in  our 


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Hymn  Uouk:  nor  has  it  even  yet  been  admitted 
into  the  AVesleyan  C  ollcction.  It  may  be  found  in 
Wesley's  Works,  i)rinted  in  full,  at  the  end  of  his 
8cnnon  on  tlie  death  of  Whitelield  C"onii)are  it 
with  Montt'oniery's  hymn  beginning  with  the  same 
M'ords  (No.  C55). 


033  11- '^10^- 

HARK,  liark,  my  <oul !  angelic  songs  are 
swelling 
O'er    earth's   green    fields   and  ocean's 
wave-beat  shore : 
How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessM  strains 
are  telling 
Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no 
more ! 

Angels  of  Jesus,  angels  of  light. 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of 
the  night! 

2  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we   hear   them 

singing, 
"  Come,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you 
come  ; " 
And  through  the  dark,  its  echoes  sweetly 
ringing. 
The  music  of  the  gospel  leads  us  home. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  (kc. 

3  Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  i^ealing, 

The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and 
sea, 
And   laden  souls   by  thousands,  meekly 
stealing. 
Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps 
to  thee. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

4  Rest  comes  at  length,  tlumgh  life  l)e  long 

and  dreary; 
The    day   nnist    dawn,    and    darksome 
night  be  i)ast ; 
All  journeys  end  in  welcome  to  the  weary, 
And  heaven,  the  heart's  true  home,  will 
come  at  last. 

Angels  of  Ji'sus,  Sec. 

5  Angels,  sing    f»n !    your    faithful   watches 

keeping; 
Sing  lis  sweet   fragment'^  of  the  songs 
al)ove  ; 


Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night   of 
weeping. 
And  life's  long  shadows  break  in  cloud- 
less love. 

Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

Frederick  William  Fabcr. 
'■'■The  Pilgrims  of  the  Night''  is  the  title  of  the 
above  in  Faber's  Jli/mns,  1875.  It  is  based  upon 
Rom.  xiii.  12:  "The  night  is  far  spent,  the  day  is 
at  hand:  let  us  therefore  cast  off  the  works  of 
darkness,  and  let  us  put  on  the  armour  of  light." 
Two  stanzas  are  omitted: 

2  Darker  than  night  life's  shadows  fall  around  us, 
And  like  benighted  men  we  miss  our  mark; 
God    hides   himself,   and   grace    hath    scarcely 
found  us. 
Ere  death  finds  out  his  victims  in  the  dark. 

G  Cheer  up,  my  soul!   faith's   moonbeams  softly 
glisten 
Upon  the  breast  of  life's  most  troubled  sea; 
And  it  will  cheer  thy  drooi)ing  heart  to  listen 
To  those  love-songs  whicli   angels    mean    for 
thee. 
The  last  two  lines  of  verse  five  originally  were: 
"While  we    toil  on  and  soothe  ourselves  with 
weeping, 
Till  life's  long  night  shall  break  in  endless  love." 


634  L  M 

SHALL  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life, 
Forever  molder  in  the  grave  ? 
Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work. 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save? 

2  In  those  dark,  silent  realms  of  night, 

Shall  peace  and  hoi)e  no  more  arise  ? 
No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain,  desponding  feai-s: 

When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness 
sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  U^d. 

And   heaven  with    i)raise   and    wonder 
rang. 

4  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 

Unfold,  to  make  his  children  way; 
They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

Tiiiiolhji  Dirigfit. 
Kroni  same  so\irce  as  the  above.     Author's  title: 
^^Ih'dth  not  the  F.ml  of  our  Ilring."    There  are  ten 
stan/as  in  the  original,  these  l)eing  the  llrst,  fourth, 


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seventh,  and  ninth.  For  the  first  line  of  the  sec- 
ond stanza  the  author  wrote  ^'■Biit  in  those  silent 
realms  of  night."'  The  hymn  is  based  on  Ps. 
Ixxxviii.  10-12:  "Wilt  thou  show  wonders  to  the 
dead?  shall  the  dead  arise  and  praise  thee?  Shall 
thy  loving-kindness  be  declared  in  tlie  grave?  or 
thy  faithfulness  in  destruction?  Shall  thy  won- 
ders be  known  in  the  dark?  aud  thy  righteousness 
iu  the  laud  of  forgetfulness?" 


635  c.  M. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wanderers  given ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 
'Tis  found  above,  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 
"When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
AVhere  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear ;  'tis  heaven. 

3  There  foith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

To  Ijrighter  prospects  given ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortiil  bloom. 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom : 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 
Ai)peai's  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

William  Bingham  Tappan. 
This  hymn  was  written  in  the  summer  of  1818  for 
the  Franklin    Gazette.    In   1819  the  author  pub- 
lished it  in  his  first  volume  of  Poems.    The  second 
stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 

2  There  is  a  soft,  a  downy  bed 
Far  from  the  shades  of  even — 
A  couch  for  weary  mortals  spread. 
Where  they  may  rest  the  aching  head. 
And  find  repose  in  licaven. 
The  author  wrote  in  the  first  Aerse,  last  line, 
''alone"  instead  of  "above:"  and  in  the  third 
verse,  first  line,  " her  cheerful"  instead  of  "  the 
tearless," 


636 


S.  M. 


IT^E  know,  by  feith  we  know, 
yy    If  this  vile  liouse  of  clay, 
Tliis  tabernacle,  sink  below, 
In  ruinous  decay. 


2  We  have  a  house  above, 

Not  made  with  mortiil  hands : 
And  firm  as  our  Redeemer's  love 
That  heavenly  fabric  stands. 

3  It  stands  securely  high, 

Indissolubly  sure ; 
Our  glorious  mansion  in  the  sky 
Shall  evermore  endure. 

4  O  let  us  put  on  thee 

In  perfect  hoHness ! 
And  rise  prepared  thy  face  to  see. 
Thy  bright,  unclouded  face. 

5  Thy  grace  with  glory  crown. 

Who  hast  the  earnest  given  ; 
And  then  triumphantly  come  down, 
And  tiike  us  up  to  heaven ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  hymn  is  from  the  author's  Funeral  Hi/mus, 
1744.  These  verses  are  selected  from  a  hymn  of  six 
double  stanzas,  and  comi)rise  the  first  double  stan- 
za, the  first  half  of  the  second,  and  the  last  halves 
of  the  fourth  and  sixth  stanzas.  The  more  im- 
portant of  the  omitted  stanzas  are: 
O,  were  we  entered  there  I 

To  perfect  heaven  restored! 
O,  were  we  all  caught  up  to  share 
The  triumph  of  our  Lord' 

For  this  in  faith  we  call: 

For  this  we  weep  and  pray: 
O,  might  the  tabernacle  fall! 

O,  might  we  'scape  away! 
Full  of  immortal  hope, 

We  urge  the  restless  strife, 
And  hasten  to  be  swallowed  up 

Of  everlasting  life. 

Absent, alas!  fi'om  God, 

We  in  the  body  mourn. 
And  pine  to  quit  this  mean  abode, 

And  languish  to  return. 
Jestis,  regard  our  v<nvs. 

And  change  our  faith  to  sight: 
And  clothe  us  with  our  nobler  house 

Of  everlastiu":  light! 


637  c.  M. 

GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  I  ask  them  whence  their  vict'ry  came: 
Thev,  with  united  breath, 


DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


Ascribe  their  coiKiuest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumpli  to  his  deatli. 

3  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And,  foll'wing  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  his  own  pattern  given  ; 
"While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

Isaac  Watts. 
This  hymn  is  entitled  "T'/je  Examples  of  Christ 
and  the  Saints  ^^  in  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs^ 
1707.    One  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 
2  Once  they  were  mourners  here  below 
And  ponred  ont  cries  and  tears; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
"With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 


638 


L.  JI. 


w 


HAT  sinners  value,  I  resign ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine : 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face. 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show; 
But  tlie  l)right  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joj's  substantial  and  sincere : 
"When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  O  glorious  hour !  0  T)lest  abode ! 

I  shall  be  near,  and  like,  my  God; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground. 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  ])urst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Author's  title:  '■'■The  Sinner^s  Portion  and  the 
Saint's  Jfopc;  or,  The  Heaven  of  Separate  Smds, 
and  the  liesurreetion,^^  171fl.  It  is  based  on  Psalm 
xvii.  ].'):  "As  for  me,  T  will  behold  thy  face  in 
rij?hteonsness:  I  hhall  be  satisfied  when  I  awake 
with  thy  likeness."  The  author's  fii'st  two  stanzas 
arc  oniitted: 

1  Lord,  I  am  thine;  Itiit  wilt  tlion  piove 
My  faitli,  my  i)atienc<;  and  my  love; 
When  men  of  spite  a;rainst  me  Join, 
Tliey  ai-e  the  sword,  the  iian<l  is  tliine. 


2  Their  hope  and  portion  lies  below, 
'Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know, 
'Tis  all  they  seek;  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 


639  L  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 
In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright,  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glories  fraught. 

2  A  land  upon  wdiose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stiiin  ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  j)art  no  more. 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

"With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find 
"Within  tlie  paradise  of  God. 

Gnrdoii  Hohins. 
This  hymn  Avas  first  published  in  The  Psalmist., 
1843.    It  is  based  on  Isaiah  xxxiii.  17:  "Thine  eyes 
shall  see  the  King  in  his  beauty;  they  shall  behold 
the  land  that  is  vcrv  far  off." 


640  c  M 

PURE  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 
And  all  the  region  peace ; 
No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

2  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 
Pollution,  sin,  and  shame; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there. 
But  foll'wers  of  the  Land). 

Isaac  Watts. 
^'JTeaven  Ini^isible  and  Ifol)/^*  is  the  title  of  this 
in  Hiimns  and  Spiritual  Songs.,  1707,  where  it  has 
live  stanzas.    The  three  omitted  stanzas  arc: 
1  Nor  eye  has  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard. 
Nor  sense  iwv  reason  known, 
"NVliat  joys  the  Father  has  i)jeparcd 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 


2  IJut  the  good  Si)lrit  of  the  Lonl 
IJevcals  a  heaven  to  come; 
Tlic  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  gui<le  us  home. 


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5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life; 

There  all  their  names  are  found; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 

To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 
It  is  based  on  1  Cor.  vi.  9, 10:  "  But  as  it  is  written, 
Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  heard,  neither  have  en- 
tered into  the  heart  of  man,  the  things  which  God 
hatli  prepared  for  them  that  love  him.  But  God 
hath  revealed  them  unto  us  by  his  Spirit:  for  the 
Spirit  searcheth  all  things,  yea,  the  deep  tilings  of 
God."  Also  Rev.  xxi.  27:  "And  theie  shall  in  no 
wise  enter  into  it  any  thing  that  defileth,  neither 
whatsoever  worketh  abomination  or  maketh  a  lie: 
but  they  which  are  written  in  the  Lamb's  book  of 
life."  

641  7s.    D. 

WHAT  are  these  arrayed  in  white, 
Brighter  than  the  noon-day  sun ; 
Foremost  of  the  sons  of  Hght, 
Nearest  the  eternal  throne  ? 
These  are  they  that  bore  the  cross, 

Nobly  for  their  Master  stood; 
SufF'rers  in  his  rigliteous  cause, 
FoU'wers  of  the  dying  God. 

2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came. 

Washed  their  robes  by  faith  below 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 

Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow ; 
Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne, 

Serve  their  jMaker  day  and  night : 
God  resides  among  his  own, 

God  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 

3  More  than  conquerors  at  last, 

Here  they  find  their  trials  o'er ; 
They  have  all  their  suff 'rings  passed. 

Hunger  now  and  thirst  no  more : 
No  excessive  heat  they  feel 

From  the  sun's  directer  ray  ; 
In  a  milder  clime  they  dwell, 
Region  of  eternal  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'•'■The  Sacrament  a  Pledge  of  Heaven  "  is  the  title 
of  this  in  the  author's  Hymns  on  the  Lord's  Sup- 
pcr^  1745.  It  is  based  on  Rev.  vii.  13:  "And  one 
of  the  elders  answered,  saying  unto  me,  What  are 
these  which  are  arrayed  in  white  robes?  and 
whence  came  they?"  The  author's  last  stanza  is 
omitted: 

4  He  that  on  the  throne  doth  reign, 
Theni  the  Lamb  shall  always  feed, 
With  the  tree  of  life  sustain, 
To  the  living  fountains  lead; 


He  shall  all  their  sorrows  chase, 
All  their  wants  at  once  remove, 

Wipe  the  tears  from  every  face, 
Fill  up  every  soul  with  love. 


642  8s.    D. 

AWAY  with  our  sorrow  and  fear ! 
We  soon  shall  recover  our  home ; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear ; 

The  day  of  eternity  come. 
From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 

And  mount  to  our  native  abode ; 
The  house  of  our  Father  above. 
The  palace  of  angels  and  God. 

2  Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end. 

When,  raised  by  the  life-giving  word, 
We  see  the  new  city  descend. 

Adorned  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord : 
The  city  so  holy  and  clean, 

No  sorrow  can  breathe  in  the  air ; 
No  gloom  or  affliction  or  sin. 

No  shadow  of  evil,  is  there ! 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 

That  lovely  Jerusalem  here ; 
Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold, 

As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear : 
Immovably  founded  in  grace. 

She  stands  as  she  ever  hath  stood. 
And  brightly  her  builder  displays. 
And  flames  with  the  glory  of  God. 
Charles  Wesley. 
From  the  author's  Funeral  Hymns,  1744.    There 
are  two  additional  stanzas: 

4  Xo  need  of  the  sun  in  that  day 

AVhich  never  is  followed  by  night. 
Where  Jesus's  beauties  disijlay 

A  pure  and  a  permanent  light: 
The  Lamb  is  their  light  and  their  sun, 

And  lo!  by  reflection  they  shine; 
With  Jesus  ineffably  one. 

And  bright  in  efl'ulgeuce  Divine! 

5  The  saints  in  his  presence  receive 

Their  great  and  eternal  reward; 
In  Jesus,  in  heaven  they  live; 

They  reign  in  the  smile  of  their  Lord. 
The  flame  of  angelical  love 

Is  kindled  at  Jesus's  face; 
And  all  the  enjoyment  above 

Consists  in  the  rapturous  gaze! 


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643  8^.  i>- 

I  LONG  to  behold  him  arrayed 
With  glory  and  light  from  above; 
The  King  in  his  beauty  di^^l)layed, 

His  beauty  of  holier t  love : 
I  langui.-^h  and  t^igh  to  be  there, 

Where  Jesus  hath  fixed  his  abode: 
O  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air, 
And  lly  to  the  mountain  of  God! 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  shall  stand, 
For  Jesus  hath  si>oken  the  word ; 
The  breadth  of  Immanuel's  land 

Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  ; 
But  when,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 

Thy  face  I  am  strengthened  to  see, 
My  fullness  of  rapture  I  find, 
]My  heaven  of  heavens,  in  thee. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  one  of  the  author's  Short  Hymns  on  Se- 
lect Passaffcs  of  the  Holy  Scriptures^  1762.  It  is 
based  on  Isa.  xxxiii.  17:  "Thine  eyes  shall  see  the 
King  in  his  beauty :  they  shall  behold  the  laud  that 
is  very  far  ofl"." 


044  CM.     D. 

HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven : 
A  country  far  from  mortid  sight; 

Yet,  O !  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  i)repared  for  me. 

2  A  stranger  in  the  world  l)elow, 

I  calmly  sojourn  here ; 
Nor  can  Its  hai)piness  or  woe 

Provoke  my  hope  or  fear: 
Its  evils  in  a  moment  end, 

Its  joys  a.s  soon  are  paj^t ; 
But  O!  the  bliss  to  wliich  I  tend 

Eternally  shall  last. 

3  To  that  Jerusalem  above 

With  singing  I  repair, 
While  in  the  flesh,  my  hope  and  love 

My  heart  and  POul,are  there: 
There  njy  exalted  Saviour  stands, 

My  merciful  High  Priest, 


And  still  extends  his  wounded  hands. 
To  tiike  me  to  his  breast. 

Charles  Wesley. 
One  of  Charles  Wesley's  best  and  most  popular 
hynius.    Three  stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  What  is  there  here  to  court  my  stay, 

To  hobl  me  back  from  home, 
AVhile  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come? 
Shall  I  regret  my  parted  friends 

Still  in  the  vale  coulined? 
Nay,  but  whene'er  my  soul  ascends^ 

They  will  not  stay  behind. 

5  The  race  we  all  are  running  now; 

And  if  I  first  attain. 
They,  too,  their  willing  heads  shall  bow, 

Tliey,  too,  the  prize  shall  gain; 
Now  on  the  brink  of  death  we  stand; 

And  if  I  pass  before. 
They  all  shall  soon  escape  to  laud, 

And  hail  me  on  the  shore. 

C  Then  let  me  suddenly  remove. 

That  hidden  life  to  share; 
1  shall  not  lose  my  frieiuls  above. 

But  more  enjoy  them  there: 
There  we  in  Jesus'  praise  shall  join. 

His  boundless  love  proclaim, 
And  solemnize  in  songs  divine, 

The  marriage  of  the  Lamb. 

There  are  two  additional  stanzas  found  in  the 
next  hymn.     (See  Xo.  C45.) 

John  Wesle3'  considered  this  one  of  his  brother's 
finest  hymns — and  many  others  agree  wiMi  him  in 
this  verdict.  It  is  No.  2  of  the  author's  Funeral 
Hymns,  1759. 

In  the  account  of  Susanna  Spencer,  in  .John  Wes- 
ley's Journal,  Vol.  IV.  p.  32,  an  instance  is  re- 
corded of  the  use  of  this  hymn.  One  of  the  most 
remarkable  incidents  on  record  of  the  eflcctive 
power  there  is  in  a  hymn  is  llie  recital  of  this  one 
in  open  court  in  Exeter  Castle  during  the  trial  of  a 
prisoner.  A  good  young  woman  had  been  set 
iiimn  by  arunian,on  her  way  from  Sunday-school, 
and  she  was  left  for  dead  by  the  roadside.  On  be- 
ing discovered,  she  was  restore<l  to  consciousness 
so  far  Jis  to  identify  her  munlerer,  and  then  she 
•  lied,  lost  to  her  intense  bodily  suflTering  in  the  sub- 
lime joy  she  had  in  commending  her  spirit  to  (ioil 
in  the  words  of  (  harles  Wesley's  hymn: 

"  How  happy  every  child  of  grace. 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  jilace  In  heaven: 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight ; 

Yet,o:  by  faith  I  see 
Tlie  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 

The  heaven  ])re|)are<l  for  mc." 
The  counsel  for  the  prosecution,  in  his  api>cal  to 


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the  jury,  described  the  death-scene,  and  rehearsed 
the  hymn,  a  part  of  Avliich  the  dying  girl  had  sung 
ou  her  upward  llight.  Tlie  judge,  the  jury,  all  but 
the  pnsoner,wept.  Who  couUl  help  it?  To  hear 
in  that  solemn  court.  Just  before  passing  sentence 
of  death  on  the  murderer,  the  youthful  martyr's 
dying  song  of  glory!    And  such  a  song! 


645  c.  M.  D. 

OWHAT  a  blessed  hope  is  ours ! 
While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
AVe  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 

And  antedate  that  day : 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 
Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

2  0  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow ! 
And  let  the  vessels  break. 
And  let  our  ransomed  spirits  go. 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek ; 
In  rapt'rous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 
AVho  bought  the  sight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace, 

To  all  eternity  !  Charles  Wesley. 

From  the  author's  Funeral  Hymns,  1759.  These 
are  the  last  two  stanzas  of  a  hymn  containing 
eight  double  stanzas.  The  first  six  stanzas  will  be 
found  under  the  preceding  number. 


646  CM.  D. 

AXD  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  droop  or  die  : 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  Avorlds  on  high — 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints. 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest, 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, 
In  my  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain : 
I  suffer  out  my  threescore  years. 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come. 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears. 

And  take  his  exile  home. 
17 


3  0  what  are  all  my  suff 'rings  here, 
If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
AVith  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away, 
I  come  to  find  them  all  again 
In  that  eternal  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 
In  Funeral  Hymns,  second  scries,  1759,  this  hymn 
has  nine  stanzas,  the  above  being  the  first,  secoml, 
and  last. 


lis. 


647 

I  WOULD  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way ; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us 

here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for 
its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  :  no — welcome  the 

tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 

gloom : 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me 

arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph   descending   the 

skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from 

his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns : 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 

meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to 

greet ; 
AVhile  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly 

roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of 
the  soul ! 

William  Augustus  Muhlenberg. 
This  hymn,  dear  to  so  many  lovers  of  sacred 
song,  was  compiled  from  a  poem  of  six  double  stan- 
zas for  the  Hymnal  of  the  Protestant  Fpiscopal 
Church,  1S26.    The   original  was  written  in  1S24, 


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and  wasliist  publuhed  anouymouslj'  in  the  Ejnsco- 
pal  Recorder,  June  o,  182G.  It  is  based  on  Job  vii. 
10:  "  I  would  not  iive  ahvay:  let  me  alone;  for  my 
days  are  vanity."  We  give  here  llie  original  i)oem, 
whicli  was  written  with  no  expectation  that  it 
would  ever  be  used  as  a  hymn: 

I  would  not  live  alway— live  ahvay  below! 

Oil  no!  I'll  not  linger  when  bidden  to  go; 

The  days  of  our  pilgrimage  granted  us  here 

Are  enough  for  life's   woes,   full  enough   for   its 

cheer; 
Would  I  shrink  from  the  ])aths  which  the  prophets 

of  (Jod, 
Apostles  and  martyrs  so  joyfully  trod? 
Like  a  spirit  unblest  o'er  the  earth  would  I  roam, 
While  brethren  and  friends  are  all  hastening  home? 

I  would  not  live  ahvay;  I  ask  not  to  staj* 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way; 
Where,  seeking  for  rest,  we  but  hover  around. 
Like  the  i)atriarch's  bird,  and  no  lesting  is  found; 
Where  Hope,  when  she  paints  her  gay  bow  in  the 

air. 
Leaves  its  brilliance  to  fade  in  thcnightof  despair, 
And  joy's  lleeting  angel  ne'er  sheds  a  glad  ray. 
Save  the  gleam  of    the  plumage  that  bears  him 

away. 

I  would  not  live  ahvay.,  thus  fettered  by  sin, 
Temptation  without  and  corruption  within; 
lu  a  moment  of  strength  if  I  sever  the  chain, 
Scarce  the  victory  is  mine  ere  I'm  captive  again; 
K'en  the  rai)tiire  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears. 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears; 
Tlie  festival  trump  calls  for  jubilant  songs, 
lUit  my  spirit  her  own  miserere  prolongs. 
1  would  not  live  alway!  no,  welcome  the  tomb; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom; 
Where  He  deigned  to  sleej)  I'll  too  bow  my  head. 
All  peaceful  to  slumber  on  that  hallowed  bed; 
There  the  glorious  day-break  to  follow  that  night, 
The  orient  gleam  of  the  angels  of  light, 
Willi  their  clarion  call  for  the  sleejiers  to  rise 
And  chant  forth  their  matins,  away  to  the  skies. 

Who,  who  would  live  ahvay,  away  from  his  Goc% 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

))lains, 
AntI  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns; 
Wheie  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  liarmony  meet. 
Their  Saviour  ami  brethren  transported  to  greet. 
While  the  songs  of  salvation  cxultingly  roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lor<l  is  the  feast  of  the  soul? 
That  heavenly  music!  what  is  it  I  hear? 
The  notes  of  the  harper  ring  sweet  in  miiie  e;ir! 
And  see,  soft  unfolding  those  jtortals  of  gold. 
The  King. Mil  arrayed  in  his  beauty  behold  ! 
Oh,  give  iiic,  oh  give  me  the  wings  of  a  do\('. 
To  aclore  him,  be  near  him,  enwrapt  with  In-  li)\c: 
J  but  wail  for  the  summons,  I  list  for  the  word, 
Allcliijali,  Amen,  evermore  with  the  Lord! 


In  1820— as  a  result  perhaps  of  interest  in  the 
subject  awakened  throughout  the  church  by  Dv 
Muhlenberg's  articles  in  the  religious  press  ou 
"Church  Poetry"  and  "A  plea  for  Christian 
Hymns,"  addressed  to  the  authorities  of  the 
Church— the  Cieneral  Convention  of  the  Episcopal 
Church  appointed  a  committee  to  prepare  a  collec- 
tion to  be  adiieil  to  the  lifty-six  then  contained  in 
the  Prayer -Book.  One  of  this  committee,  Dr. 
(afterward  Bishop)  11.  U.  Onderilonk,  himself  a 
poet  of  no  mean  capacity,  had  been  pleased  with 
the  hymn,  and  having  abridged  it,  submitted  it 
—in  all  ignorance  as  to  its  authorship— to  Dr. 
Muhlenberg  himself,  who  was  also  upon  the  com- 
mittee. At  a  jzeneral  meeting  of  the  committee 
iu  1829  the  report  of  the  sub-committee  came  up, 
and  the  hymns  were  se])arately  considered.  One 
of  the  members  said  that  "I  would  not  live  al- 
way" was  very  good,  but  somewhat  sentimental. 
It  was  rejected  forthwith,  and  Dr.  Muhlenberg 
himself  voted  against  it.  Dr.  Onderdonk  was  not 
present,  and  the  actioji  seemed  final.  The  next 
morning  brought  the  absentee  to  Dr.  INIuhlenberg's 
house  to  hear  what  had  been  done.  Learning  that 
the  hymn  had  met  with  disapproval,  he  instantly 
remarked,  "•This  will  not  do,"  and  personally  in- 
terceded with  the  rest  of  the  committee  until  they 
restored  it.    To  him,  therefore,  the  credit  belongs. 

Other  hymns  by  Dr.  Muhlenberg  also  found  iilace 
in  this  hymnal,  of  which  he  makes  the  following 
mention  in  his  diary:  "On  the  score  of  my  own 
compositions,  amendments,  etc.,  I  have  every  rea- 
son to  be  satisfied.  '  Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art 
feeding,'  and  'How  short  the  race  our  friend  has 
run,' ^Shout  tho  glad  tidings,"  I  would  not  live 
alway,'  and  'Like  Noah's  weary  dove,'  are  those 
of  mine  which  are  wholly  original.  I  am  aware 
that  they  are  wanting  in  the  chief  excellence  of  a 
hymn— devotional  spirit.  'I  would  not  live  al- 
way' was  at  first  rejected  by  the  committee,  in 
which  I,  not  suspected  of  being  the  author,  agreed 
—knowing  it  was  rather  jioetry  than  an  earnest 
song  of  redemption.  It  was  I'estored  at  the  urgent 
re(luestof  Dr.  Onderdonk." 

The  third  line  of  the  first  stanza  is  sometimes 
inintcd  "The  few  lucid  mornings,''  instead  of 
"/(ovV/.''  Dr.  Muhlenberg  was  asked  on  one  occa- 
sion which  was  the  correct  reading.  "Kither  or 
neither,"  he  replied  with  some  feeling;  "I  do  not 
believe  in  the  hymn  at  all:  it  does  not  exjiress  the 
better  feelings  of  the  saint,  and  I  should  not  write 
it  now."  There  is  an  unauthenticated  tradition  to 
the  eflfect  that  it  was  written  just  after  the  author 
had  been  rejected  in  a  love-suit,  as  was  Watls's 
"How  vain  are  all  things  here  below!" 


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c.  yi. 


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:srOTTIER  (lojir,  .Tcrnsalcml 
Wlion  sliall  I  coiiio  U)  thoc? 
Wlu'ii  sliiill  luy  son'ows  liavc  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 


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2o'J 


2  O  iiappy  harbor  of  God's  saints, 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 
In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 
Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  dimming  cloud  o'ershadows  thee. 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night ; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun. 
For  God  himself  gives  light. 

4  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone. 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square ; 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  orient  pearl : 
0  God,  if  I  were  there  ! 

5  Right  through  thy  streets  with  pleasing 

sound 
The  flood  of  life  doth  flow, 
And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side. 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

6  Those  trees   each   month   yield   ripened 

fruit ; 
For  evermore  they  spring ; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
To  thee  their  honors  bring. 

7  0  mother  dear,  Jerusalem ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
"When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

Francis  Baker.    Alt.  by  David  Dickson. 

This  hymn  is  Avithout  doubt  derived  from  a  ])oem 
of  twenty-six  stanzas,  the  original  manuscript 
of  which  is  found  in  the  British  Museum,  and 
bears  the  title,  '-'-A  Song  by  F.  B.  P.  to  the  Tune  of 
Diana^  There  is  i)erhaps  no  hymn  found  in  the 
various  church  collections  the  origin  and  author- 
ship of  which  has  been  so  much  discussed  as  this, 
and  the  next  one,beginning,  "  Jerusalem,  my  hap- 
py home,"  which  Avas  doubtless  suggested  by  the 
same  original.  The  initial  letters  "  F.  B.  P."  are 
supposed  to  represent  Francis  Baker,  Priest;  and 
the  conjectural  date  is  about  1616.  The  above  hymn 
is  David  Dickson's  (ir>83-1662)  version  or  alteration 
of  the  hymn  of  "F.  B.  P.,"  and  Avas  probably  made 
about  1649.  The  following  are  the  seven  stanzas  of 
the  original  that  form  the  basis  of  the  above  hymn. 
NVe  retain  the  Old  English  spelling: 

1  Hierusalem,  my  happy  home! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee! 
"When  shall  my  sorrowes  have  an  end, 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  O  happie  harbour  of  the  saints! 

O  sweete  and  i)leasant  soyle! 
In  thee  noe  sorrow  may  be  found, 
Noe  greefe,  noe  care,  noe  toyle. 


4  Noe  dampish  mist  is  scene  in  thee, 
Noe  colde  nor  darksome  night; 
There  everie  sonic  hliincs  a.-s  the  sunue, 
There  (Jod  himselfe  gives  light. 
7  Thy  walls  are  made  of  pretious  stones, 
Thy  buhvarkes  diamondes  square; 
Thy  gates  are  of  right  orient  pearle, 
Exceeding  rich  and  rare. 

18  Quyt  through  the  streets  Avith  silver  sound, 

The  Hood  of  life  doe  Hoavc; 
Upon  Avhose  bankes  on  everie  syde, 
The  Avood  of  life  doth  growe. 

19  There  trees  for  evermore  beare  fruite. 

And  evermore  doe  springe; 
There  evermore  the  angels  sit, 
And  evermore  doe  singe. 
24  Hierusalem !  my  happie  home ! 

Would  God  I  Avere  in  thee!  ' 

Would  God  my  Avoes  Avere  at  an  end. 
Thy  joyes  that  I  might  see! 
This  hymn  of  "  F.  B.  P."  is  thought  to  be  a  free 
translation  of  an  ancient  Latin  hymn  by  an  un- 
known author,  beginning  "-Beata  urbs,  Hirusalem:' 


649  c.  M. 

JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home ! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 
"When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end. 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  ? 

2  "When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built 

walls 
And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  Avith  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
"Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sal)baths  have  no  end  ? 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blessed  seats!  through  rude  and  stormy 
scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  "Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view. 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

6  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 

Around  my  SaA'iour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
"Will  join  the  glorious  band. 


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7  JtTiisalein  !  my  happy  home ! 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
AVhen  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

F'rancis  linker.  Alt.  by  Jomcs  liodcn. 
Nothinp  dcllnite  is  known  concL'ining  the  origin 
and  authorsliip  of  this  and  tlic  i)recc'«Ung  hymn. 
The  intoinal  evidence  wouhl  indicate  tliat  they 
came  from  the  same  source,  viz.,  a  manuscript 
poem  of  twenty-six  stanzas  wldch  is  now  in  the 
British  Museum,  and  is  titled  "'•A  Song  by  F.  B.  P. 
to  the  Tunc  of  Diana."'  The  i)receding  hymn  (sec 
note  under  it)  is  unmistakably  based  on  that  of 
"F.  B.  P.''  (Francis  Baker,  Priest?)  while  the 
above  was  perhai)s  simply  suggested  by  it.  This 
hymn  is  taken  from  Williams  and  Boden's  Collec- 
tion., ISO],  and  aslioden  was  known  tohave  written 
several  hymns  himself,  and  to  have  altered  others, 
he  is  6ui)i)osed  to  be  the  author  of  the  above  version 
of  this  noted  and  popular  hymn. 


5  Oh  I  could  we  make  our  doubts  i-emove. 
Those  gloomy  doubt?  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclomk'd  eve-;— 


650  CM.    D. 

rniiERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
JL   Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain  : 
There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-with'ring  flowers ; 
Deatli,  like  a  nariow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

2  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood. 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 
Could  we  l)ut  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er. 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  <leath's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Isaac  Waits. 
"/I  Prospect  of  Heaven  makes  Death  Easy''''  is 
the  tide  of  this  most  pojjular  and  beautiful  hymn 
in  the  author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs.,  1707. 
It  is  said  to  have  l)een  written  by  the  author  at  his 
native  home  in  Southampton,  sitting  at  the  i)arlor 
wlnclow  and  overlooking  llu'  water  and  the  beai'.ti- 
fiil  scenery;  the  view  acro>s  Sonfhampton  water 
toward  the  verdant  Isle  of  Wight  suggesting  its 
exquisite  imagery. 
Two  verses  are  omitte*!: 

4  IJnt  tim'rous  mortals  start  ami  >iirink 
To  cross  this  nariow  sea. 
Ami  linger  shiv'nng  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 


651  c.  M. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
AVhere  my  ix)ssessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapt'rous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rocks,  and  hills,  and  brooks,  and 
vales, 
AVith  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God,  the  Sun,  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  nor  pois'nous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death. 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 
(3  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  i)lace, 
And  be  forever  blest? 
AVhen  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face. 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 
7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 
AVould  here  no  longer  stay  ! 
Thougli  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

Samuel  Stennett. 
This  much-admired  hymn  is  entitled  '■'■The  I*rom- 
ised  Land"''  in  Jii])pon\s  Selectio7i,  1787.  It  is 
thought  by  many  to  be  an  unconscious  imitation 
of  Dr.  Watts's  "There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight;" 
but  we  think  its  resemblance  to  the  original  j)oem 
from  Avhich  "<)  motiier  dear,  .Terusalem,"  is  taken 
IS  still  more  noticea1)lo.     (  See  No.  018.) 


652 


7s,  6s.    D. 


JERUSALEM  the  golden 


I  milk  and  honey  blest, 
]>encath  thy  contem|)lation 
Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed : 


DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


201 


I  know  not,  0  1  know  not 

AVhat  social  joys  are  there ; 
AVhat  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  light  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng : 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them. 

The  daylight  is  serene ; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 

3  There  is  the  throne  of  David ; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  them  that  feast ; 
And  they  who,  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight. 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

4  O  sweet  and  blessed  country. 

The  home  of  God's  elect ! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest ; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

Bernard  of  Cluny.  Tr.  by  J.  M.  JSTeale. 
There  are  two  hymns  in  this  collection  taken 
from  Dr.  J.  M,  Neale's  translation  of  the  Latin  of 
Bernard  of  Cluny,  the  other  being  No.  654  ("  Brief 
life  is  here  our  portion").  Bernard  is  known  to 
posterity  only  as  the  author  of  a  i)oem  of  three 
thousand  lines  titled  De  Coyitemptu  Mundi^  which 
is  mainly  a  bitter  satire  \ipon  the  corruptions  of  his 
age  (the  twelfth  century],  and  especially  the  cor- 
ruptions of  the  Church  of  Rome.  The  poem  opens, 
however,  with  a  glowing  description  of  the  peace 
and  glory  of  heaven  which  has  excited  universal 
admiration.  It  is  from  this  part  of  the  poem  that 
Dr.  Neale  made  his  excellent  translations,  which 
he  published  in  1858  under  the  title  The  Rhythm  of 
Bernard  of  Morlaix,  Monk  of  Cluny,  on  the  Celes- 
tial Coujitry.  If  the  Dies  Tree  is  the  most  sublime, 
and  the  Stabat  Mater  the  most  pathetic,  this  may 
be  pronounced  the  most  beautiful  of  all  the  Me- 
diaeval Latin  hymns.  The  first  two  lines  of  the 
original  of  the  above  hymn  are: 

Urbs  Syon  aurea,  pofria  lac.tea,  cive  decora, 
Omne  cor  obruis,  omnibus  obstruis  et  cor  et  ora. 

"This  glowing  description  of  the  celestial  coun- 
try," says  Dr.  Philip  Schaflf,  "  is  the  sweetest  of  all 
the  New  Jerusalem  hymns  of  heavenly  home-sick- 
ness which  have  taken  their  inspiration  from  the 
last  two  chapters  of  Revelation." 


653 


^'^  7s,  Gs.    D. 

THERE  is  a  land  immortal, 
The  beautiful  of  lands ; 
Beside  its  ancient  portal 
A  silent  sentry  stands; 
He  only  can  undo  it, 

And  open  wide  the  door; 
And  mortals  who  pass  through  it, 
Are  mortal  nevermore. 

2  Though  dark  and  drear  the  passage 

That  leadeth  to  the  gate, 
Yet  grace  attends  the  message, 

To  souls  that  watch  and  wait : 
And  at  the  time  ajipointed 

A  messenger  comes  down, 
And  guides  the  Lord's  anointed 

From  cross  to  glory's  crown. 

3  Their  sighs  are  lost  in  singing. 

They're  blessed  in  their  tears  ; 
Their  journey  heavenward  winging. 

They  leave  on  earth  their  fears  : 
Death  like  an  angel  seeraeth  ; 

''  We  welcome  tliee,"  they  cry ; 
Their  face  with  glory  beameth — 

'Tis  life  for  them  to  die ! 

Thomas  MacKcUar. 
The  author  speaks  of  the  origin  of  this  hymn  as 
follows:  "One  evening  (I   almost  always  wrote, 
after  a  hard  day's  work  in  the  foundry,  on  ide;is 
suggested  during  the  day  or  while  walking  honie- 
ward  to  ilinner),   while  writing  a  piece  for  my 
friend,  J.  C.  Xeale  [author  of  Charcoal  Sketches\, 
a  fancy  suddenly  struck  me  of  a  religious  natuie. 
I  laid  aside  the  work  in  hand,  and,  pursuing  the 
I  new  idea,  I  at  once  produced  the  hymn,  'There  is 
a  land  immortal,'  and  sent  it  to  the  editor,  who 
published  it  in  his  paper,  the  Gazette,  and  referred 
to  it  as  a  religious  poem  from  'Tam,'  my  assumed 
I  name,  under  which  I  had  already  acquired  con- 
1  sideral>le  notoriety.     This  was  in   1845.     It  was 
j  widely  copied,  and  was  afterward  inserted  in  a 
volume  published  by  me.    The  New  York  Journal 
of  Commerce,  years  after,  published  it  as  a  produc- 
tion of  'Barry  Cornwall.'    This  error  was  after- 
ward corrected,  but  it  misled  Rev.  Dr.  C.  S.  Rob- 
inson, who  inserted  it  in  his  Spiritual  Songs,  giv- 
ing the  authorship  to  '  Barry  Cornwall.'    He  gave 
my  name  in  after  editions." 


654  7s,  6s.    D. 

BRIEF  life  is  here  our  portion  ; 
Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care; 
The  life  that  knows  no  ending. 
The  tearless  life,  is  there. 


262 


DEATH  AND  THE  FUTURE  STATE. 


O  happy  retribution ! 

Short  toil,  etornal  rest ; 
For  niortiils  and  for  sinners 

A  mansion  with  the  blest  I 

2  And  there  is  David's  fountiiin, 

Anil  Hfe  in  fullest  glow  ; 
And  there  the  light  is  golden, 

And  milk  and  honey  flow  ; 
The  light  that  hath  no  evening, 

The  health  that  hath  no  sore, 
The  life  that  hath  no  ending, 

But  lasteth  evermore. 

3  And  now  we  fight  the  battle, 

But  then  shall  wear  the  crown 
Of  full  and  everlasting 

And  passionless  renown. 
But  he  whom  now  we  trust  in 

Shall  then  be  seen  and  known ; 
And  they  that  know  and  see  him 

Shall  hare  him  for  their  own. 

4  The  morning  shall  awaken, 

The  shadows  shall  decay, 
And  each  true-hearted  servant 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  day. 
There  God,  our  King  and  Portion, 

In  fullness  of  his  grace. 
Shall  we  behold  forever. 

And  worship  foce  to  face. 

Bernard  of  Cluny.    Tr.  by  J.  M.  Xcale. 
Si<ni  note  under  No.  652. 


655  s.  ^u  D. 

'^ OERVAXT  of  God,  well  done ! 
k3  Rest  from  thy  loved  emi>l()y; 
The  battle  fouglit,  the  vict'ry  won, 

Enter  thy  ^Master's  joy." 
The  voice  at  midnight  came; 

He  stiirted  up  to  hear; 
A  mortid  arrow  i)ierced  his  frame; 

He  fell,— Imt  felt  no  fear. 

2  Tranquil  amid  alarms. 

It  found  liim  on  the  field, 
A  vet'ran,  slumb'ring  on  his  anns, 

Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 
His  fiword  was  in  liis  hand, 
Still  warm  with  recent  fight, 


Ready  that  moment,at  command, 
Through  rock  and  steel  to  smite. 

3  It  was  a  two-edged  blade. 

Of  heavenly  temper  keen ; 
And  douljle  were  the  wounds  it  made, 

AVhere'er  it  glanced  between. 
'Twas  death  to  sin, — 'twas  life 

To  all  who  mourned  for  sin; 
It  kindled  and  it  silenced  strife, 

]\Iade  war  and  peace  within. 

4  Oft  with  its  fiery  force 

His  arm  had  quelled  the  foe, 
And  laid,  resistless  in  his  course, 

The  alien-armies  low. 
Bent  on  such  glorious  toils. 

The  world  to  him  Avas  loss. 
Yet  all  his  trophies,  all  his  spoils. 

He  hung  upon  the  cross. 

5  At  midnight  came  the  cry, 

"To  meet  thy  God  prepare!" 
He  woke, — and  caught  his  Captain's  eye, 

Then,  strong  in  faith  and  prayer. 
His  spirit,  with  a  bound, 

Left  its  encumb'ring  clay  ; 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  tlie  ground 

A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

G  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease ; 
And,  life's  long  warflire  closed  at  last. 

His  soul  is  found  in  j^eace. 
Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done ! 
Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run. 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

James  Montgomery. 
'■'■On  the  Death  of  an  Ar/ed  ^fl'nister"'  is  the  ong- 
iiuil  title  of  this  hymn,  Mhich  uas  written  tocom- 
nicnioiate  the  life  nmldealliof  Rev.  Thomas  Taylor, 
aWesleyan  ministerwhoco-operate<l  with  theWcs- 
leys  for  fifty-live  years,  refnsing  handsome  offers 
elsewhere,  and  enduring  great  hardness  as  a  good 
.soldier.  He  had  many  ti'ials,  and  was  wretchedly 
poor,  but  was  idlimately  very  successful  in  Glas- 
gow, lie  conducted  the  singing  at  his  own  i>ublic 
meetings,  l»ut  not  until  he  had  sjient  nearly  all  of 
liis  own  money  in  hiring  a  i)icccn(or,  at  eight  cent.s 
a  service,  to  "lead  the  i)salms,''  according  to  the 
custom  of  the  Kirk  of  Scotland. 

It  is  to  be  distinguished  from  Charles  Wesley's 
hymn  beginning  with  tlie  same  words.  (.See  No. 
032.; 


SECTIOX  IX. 

SPECIAL  OCCASIONS, 

1.    MISSIONS. 


656  c  M 

GREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  Avorks,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind. 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  O  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  tlirone 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

Thomas  Gibbons. 
Title:  ^'■The  Universal  Diffusion  of  the  Gospel 
Promised  by  God  and  Pleaded  by  Jiis  People.^^ 
The  above  are  verses  one,  three,  eight,  and  twelve 
of  a  hymn  containing  forty-six  stanzas.  The  orig- 
inal hymn,  entire,  appears  in  Hymns  Adapted  to 
Divine  Worship,  Partly  Collected  from  Various 
Authors,  but  Principally  Composed  by  Thomas 
Gibbons,  D.D.,  17G9. 

In  verse  one,  line  four,  the  author  wrote  "obvi- 
ous "  instead  of  "radiant." 


657 


8s,  7s  &  4. 


w 


HO  but  thou,  almighty  Spirit, 
Can  the  heathen  world  reclaim  ? 
Men  may  preach,  but  till  thou  favor. 


Heathens  will  be  still  the  same : 

flighty  Spirit ! 
Vritness  to  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Thou  hast  promised  by  thy  prophets 

Glorious  light  in  latter  days : 
Come,  and  bless  bewildered  nations, 
Change  our  prayers  and  tears  to  praise ; 

Promised  Spirit ! 
liound  the  world  diffuse  thy  rays. 

3  All  our  hopes,  and  prayers,  and  labors 

Must  be  vain  without  thine  aid : 
But  thou  wilt  not  disappoint  us, 
All  is  true  that  thou  hast  said : 

Faithful  Spirit  I 
O'er  the  world  thine  influence  shed. 

Author  Unknown. 
This  hymn  first    appearc<l    in  the  Evangelical 
Magazine  in  1721  under  the  i)seudonym  of  "Eri- 
phas."  

658  LM. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  nni ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  For  him  shaU  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfimie,  shall  rise 
AVith  everv  morninsr  sacrifice. 

(263) 


264 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


4  Peoi)le  and  realms,  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

5  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blessed. 
Isaac  Watts. 

Title:  Christ's  Kinqilom  Among  the  Gentiles. 
Date  1719.  This  is  based  on  the  last  division  of 
Psalm  Ixxn.  The  second  stanza  above  is  derived 
from  the  second  and  third  of  the  original: 

2  "Behold  the  islands  with  their  kings, 
And  Enrope  her  liest  tribute  brings; 
From  nortli  to  south  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  "Thus  Persia,  glorious  to  behold. 
There  India  shines  in  Eastern  gold. 
And  barbarous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord." 

In   verse  three,  line  two,  Watts  wrote  "praises 
throng  to"  instead  of  "endless  praises." 
Two  additional  stanzas  are  omitted: 
fi  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more: 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 
7  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again. 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen! 


650  L.  M. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Ixit  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Tx)rd, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Isaac  Watts. 
This  is  the  antlior's  version  of  Psalm  c.wii.:  "O 
praise  the  I>ord,  .-dl  ye  n.Mlions:  juaisc  him,  all  ye 
people.  For  his  merciful  kindness  is  great  toward 
uh:  and  the  truth  of  the  Lord  enduieth  forever. 
Praise  ye  tlie  Tx>rd."  It  is  a  brief  l)ut  beautiful 
renrlering  of  the  sliortest  chapter  in  the  Bible,  and 
yet  It  is  full  of  force  and  fervor.  There  is  a  charm 
in  jioetry  an<l  music  which  Jias  never  been  e.\- 
hauHted,  and  by  some  not  even  fully  realized. 


"An  instance  of  this  Avas  witnessed,"  says  G.  J. 
Stevenson,  "  in  1849,  in  a  large  school  of  poor  chil- 
dren at  Lambeth  Green,  London.  The  day's  work 
was  done,  the  usual  singing  and  prayer  were  over, 
and  three  hundred  boys  were  expecting  in  a  mo- 
ment to  be  free  from  authority  and  at  play.  This 
Psalm  by  Dr.  Watts  had  been  sung  to  the  tune  of 
the  '  Portuguese  hymn.'  The  master  made  a  few 
remarks  about  the  pleasure  music  produced,  and 
asked  the  children  to  try  and  sing  the  hymn  again. 
They  did  so;  it  was  done  with  care  and  much  feel- 
ing. Again  the  request  Mas  preferred— would  they 
like  to  sing  it  again?  The  reply  from  hundreds  of 
voices  was  a  simultaneous  '■  Yes.'  It  was  rei)eated, 
if  possible  with  increased  delight  to  the  boys.  Then 
followed  a  few  remarks  about  the  music  of  heaven, 
and  how  sweet  it  must  be  there,  and  the  boys  were 
asked  if  they  had  not  felt  more  happy  by  that  sing- 
ing than  if  they  had  been  at  play.  Another  unani- 
mous '  Yes'  was  the  response;  and  again  they  were 
asked  to  sing.  'Oh,  yes,'  was  the  instant  reply; 
and  thus  half  an  hour  of  their  play-time  was  occu- 
pied by  singing  praise  to  God  by  three  hundred 
poor  children,  immediately  under  the  shadow  of 
the  i)alace  of  the  Archbishop  of  Canterbury,  at 
Lambeth,  and  the  children  thanked  the  teacher  for 
the  pleasure  their  own  voices  had  afforded  to  them- 
selves. The  liymn  and  tune  were  fixed  in  their 
memories  for  life." 

The  following  additional  stanzas  are  found  in 
many  collections  appended  to  this  hymn,  but  they 
were  not  written  by  Watts: 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring; 
In  songs  of  i)raise  divinely  sing; 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name. 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song; 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong: 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  worldAvith  loudest  praise. 


H 


600  7S&GS.    D. 

AIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

(Ireat  David's  greater  Son  ! 

Hail,  in  the  time  ap])ointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun! 

He  comes  to  break  oppression. 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression. 
And  rule  in  equity. 

He  comes  with  succor  speedy, 
T(i  those  wdio  suffer  wrong: 

To  helj)  the  poor  and  needy, 
And  bid  the  weak  be  strong: 


MISSIONS. 


265 


To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 
Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 

Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 
"Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth. 
And  love,  joy,  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth : 
Before  him  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace  the  herald  go ; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

James  Montgomery . 
On  the  Uth  of  April,  1822,  Montgomery  delivered 
an  address  in  Liverpool  before  a  "Weslejan  mis- 
sionary meeting,  over  which  Dr.  Adam  Clarke  pre- 
sided, and  closed  the  address  by  reciting  this  hymn 
on  the  "Keign  of  Christ  on  Earth,"  only  three  of 
the  original  eight  double  stanzas  being  here  given. 
It  is  a  metrical  version  of  the  seventy  -  second 
Psalm.  Dr.  Clarke  was  so  much  pleased  Avith  it 
that  he  asked  the  author  for  the  manuscript,  that 
he  might  insert  the  poem  in  his  Commentary .  It 
is  there  found  in  full  at  the  close  of  his  comments 
on  the  seventy-second  Psalm,  preceded  by  this  ex- 
planatory statement:  ''  The  following  poetical  ver- 
sion of  some  of  the  principal  passages  of  the  fore- 
going Psalm  was  made  and  kindly  given  me  by  my 
much  respected  friend,  James  Montgomery^  Esq., 
of  Sheffield.  I  need  not  tell  the  intelligent  reader 
that  he  has  seized  the  spirit  and  exhibited  some  of 
the  principal  beauties  of  the  Hebrew  bard;  though, 
to  use  his  own  M'ords  in  his  letter  to  me,  his  '  hand 
trembled  to  touch  the  harp  of  Z ion.'  I  take  the 
liberty  here  to  register  a  wish,  which  I  have 
strongly  expressed  to  himself,  that  he  would  favoi- 
the  Church  of  God  with  a  metrical  version  of  the 
Whole  book." 


661  c.  M. 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 
Exalt  thy  fallen  head ; 
Again  in  thy  Eedeemer  trust  ; 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake!  put  on  thy  strength. 
Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 
And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 

Say  to  the  south,  "Give  up  thy  charge," 
And,  "Keep  not  back,  0  north." 


4  They  come!    they  come!  —  thine   exiled 

bands, 
Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands. 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

James  Montgomery. 
This  hymn  on  "  The  Restoration  of  Israel'^  is 
based  on  Isa.  lii.  1,  2:  "Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy 
strength,©  Zion;  put  on  thy  beautiful  garments, 
O  Jerusalem,  the  holy  city:  .  .  .  Shake  thyself 
from  the  dust;  arise,  and  sit  down,  O  Jerusalem: 
loose  thyself  from  the  bands  of  thy  neck,  O  captive 
daughter  of  Zion." 

Rev.  Mr.  Chamberlain,  pastor  of  the  New  En- 
gland Congregational  Church  in  Chicago,  relates 
that  at  the  time  when  they  were  most  afflicted  by 
the  loss  of  their  beautiful  edifice  a  most  singular 
circumstance  became  known  which  greatly  cheered 
and  encouraged  them  to  put  forth  the  most  strenu- 
ous efforts  to  obtain  the  necessary*  means  to  re- 
build. It  seems  that  among  the  debris  two  bits  of 
printed  paper  Avere  found,  one  of  which  proved  to 
be  the  only  remaining  fi-agment  of  the  Bible;  the 
only  legiljle  portion  was  this  verse  from  2  Cor.  v.  1 : 
"For  we  know  that,  if  our  earthly  house  of  this 
tabernacle  Avere  dissolved,  avc  have  a  building  of 
God,  a  house  not  made  with  hands,  eternal  in  the 
heavens."  The  other  Avas  a  scrap  from  a  hymn 
book  upon  Avhich  Avas  printed  hymn  No.  1180,  of 
Songs  of  the  Sanctuary : 

Daxighterof  Zion,  from  the  dust 

Exalt  thy  fallen  head; 
Again  in  thy  Kedeemer  trust; 

He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

Rebuild  thy  Avails,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth; 
Say  to  the  south,  "  Give  up  thy  charge," 

And,  '"Keep  not  back,  O  north." 


662  s.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  God  of  love. 
Set  up  th'  attracting  sign. 
And  summon  whom  thou  dost  approve 
For  messengers  divine. 

2  From  Abrah'm's  favored  seed 
Thy  new  apostles  choose, 
In  isles  and  continents  to  spread 
The  dead-reviving  news. 


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3  O  send  thj'  servants  forth, 

To  Ciill  the  Hebrews  home! 
From    East,  and  West,  and  South,  and 
North, 
Ix't  all  the  wand'rers  come. 

4  With  Israel's  myriads  sealed, 

Li^t  all  the  nations  meet, 

And  show  the  mystery  fulfdled, 

The  family  complete! 

CJiarles  Wesley. 

These  selcc-tod  stanzas  arc  from  the  author'r? 
Shoi't  Scripture  Ili/mns,  17G2,  and  are  based  on 
Isa.  Ixvi.  19, 20:  "And  I  will  set  a  sign  among  them, 
and  1  will  send  those  that  escape  of  them  unto  the 
nations  .  .  .  that  have  not  heard  my  fame, 
neither  have  seen  my  glory;  and  they  shall  declare 
my  glory  among  the  Gentiles.  And  they  shall 
bring  all  your  brethren  for  an  offering  unto  the 
Lord  out  of  all  nations  .  .  .  to  my  holy  mount- 
ain Jerusalem,  saith  the  Lord." 


663 


s.  M. 


LORD,  if  at  thy  command 
The  word  of  life  we  sow, 
AVatered  In'  thy  almighty  hand, 
The  seed  shall  surely  grow. 

2  The  virtue  of  thy  grace 

A  large  increase  shall  give, 
And  multiply  the  faithful  race, 
Who  to  thy  glory  live. 

3  Xow,  then,  the  ceaseless  shower 

Of  gospel  blessings  send. 
And  let  the  soul-converting  power 
Thy  ministers  attend. 

4  On  multitudes  confer 

The  heart-renewing  love. 
And  by  the  joy  of  grace  prepare 
For  fuller  joys  above. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Tliis  liymn  was  not  ]inl)lished  by  the  author,  but 
first  a|jj)cared  in  A  Sujfjjlrmrnt  fo  ffie  Collect  inn  of 
Hymns  for  the  nsr  of  the  jienple  cdlled  Methodists. 
1K.30.  It  is  Ijase*!  on  Acts  xi.  21:  "And  the  hand  of 
the  Lord  was  with  them:  and  a  great  number  be- 
lieved and  turned  to  llic  Lord." 


661  I-.  I'.M. 

LOIII)  over  all,  if  thou  hast  made, 
Iljtst  ransomed  every  soul  of  man, 
AVhy  is  the  grace  so  long  (Iclaycd? 
Why  unfulfilled  the  saving  i>lan  ? 


The  bliss  for  Adam's  race  designed. 
When  will  it  reach  to  all  mankind  ? 
2  As  lightning  launched  from  east  to  west, 
The  coming  of  thy  kingdom  be  ; 
To  thee,  by  angel-hosts  confessed, 
Bow  every  soul  and  every  knee : 
Thy  glory  let  all  flesh  behold  ! 
And  then  fill  up  thy  heavenly  fold. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■^For  the  Heathen^''  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  au- 
thor's Hymns  of  Intercession,  175S.    Two  stanzas 
are  omitted: 

2  Art  thou  the  God  of  Jews  alone. 

And  not  the  God  of  Gentiles  too? 
To  Gentiles  make  thy  goodness  known; 

Thy  judgments  to  the  nations  show; 
Awake  them  l)y  the  gospel  call; 
Light  of  the  world,  illumine  all! 

3  The  servile  progeny  of  Ham 

Seize  as  the  puicJiase  of  thy  blood; 
Let  all  the  heathen  know  thy  name: 

From  idols  to  the  living  God 
Tlie  wand'ring  Indian  tribes  convert, 
And  shine  in  every  pagan  heart! 


665  vs,o..  D. 

THE  morning  light  is  breaking; 
The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears  ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweej^s  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar. 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 
Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love. 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey. 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation. 

Pursue  thine  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation. 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay: 
Stay  not  till  all  tbe  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home  : 
Stay  not  till  all  tlie  holy 

Proclaim,  "  Tlie  Lord  is  come  !" 

Samuel  Francis  Smith. 


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267 


This  liynin,  "  a  great  favorite  at  missionary  gath- 
erings, and  .  .  .  sung  in  five  or  six  dilTerent 
languages  m  Europe  and  Asia,"  was  entitled 
''■Success  of  the  Gospel"  and  contributed  by  its 
author  to  The  Psalmist  in  1S43.  The  second  stan- 
za 13  omitted: 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us, 
In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brightest  scenes  before  us, 

Are  opening  every  hour; 
Each  cry,  to  heaven  going, 

Abundant  answers  brings. 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 
^Vith  peace  upon  their  wings. 
It  is  a  little  remarkable  that  so  fine  a  missionary 
hymn  as  this  did  not  find  a  place  in  the  former 
editions  of  our  Ilvmn  Book. 


666 


(S. 


H 


ASTEX,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 
AVhen,  beneath  Messiah's  sway. 
Every  nation,  every  dime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 


2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own  ; 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore ; 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease ; 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain; 
Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  jjeace, 
L^ndisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord  ; 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record. 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 

Harriet  Auber. 
Based  on  the  seventy-second  Psalm.    The  origi- 
nal   contains    seven    stanzas;    these  are  the  first 
three,  and  the  last,  verbatim.    The  following  stan- 
zas are  omitted: 

4  As  when  soft  and  gentle  showers 

Fall  upon  the  thirsty  plain. 
Springing  grass  and  blooming  flowers. 
Clothe  the  wilderness  again: 

5  So,  Thy  Spirit  shall  descend, 

Soft'ning  every  stony  heart. 

And  its  sweetest  influence  lend, 

All  that's  lovely  to  impart. 

6  Time  shall  sun  and  moon  obscure, 

Seas  be  dried,  and  rocks  be  riA'en, 
But  his  reign  shall  still  endure. 
Endless  as  the  davs  of  Heaven. 


667  S.,  7,  cV  4.. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness. 
Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze  ; 
All  the  promises  do  travail 
AVith  a  glorious  day  of  grace  ; 

Blessed  jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn! 

2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light ; 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
I\Iay  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And  redemption. 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ; 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease ; 
May  thy  lastmg,  wide  dominions, 
Multiply,  and  still  increase ; 

Sway  thy  scepter. 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

William  Williams. 

From  the  author's  Gloriain  Excelsis;  or.  Hymns 

of  Praise  to  God  and  the  Lamb,  1772.    The  above 

are  verses  one,  three,  and  six  of  an  original  hymn 

I  containing  seven  stanzas.    The  first  stanza  as  the 

author  wrote  it  is: 

O'er  these  gloomy  Hills  of  Darkness, 

Look,  my  Soul,  be  still  and  gaze, 
All  the  Pi'omises  do  travel 
On  a  glorious  Day  of  Grace, 
Blessed  Jubil, 
Let  thy  glorious  Morning  dawn. 
In  the  second  stanza  only  the    second    line    is 
changed: 

"ief  theyn  have  the  glorious  light." 
The  last  stanza  has  several  changes: 
"  Fly  abroad,  eternal  Gospel, 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease; 
May  thy  eternal  wide  Dominions 
Multiply,  and  still  increase; 
Maij  thy  Scepter 
Sway  ih'  enlighVned  World  around." 


668  L.  M. 

4  SSEMBLED  at  thy  great  command, 
1\.  Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  sUmd ; 
The  voice  that  marshaled  cverj'  star 
Has  called  the  people  from  afar. 
2  AVe  meet  through  distant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
Along  the  line — to  either  pole — 
The  anthem  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


3  Our  prayers  assist ;  accept  our  praise ; 
Our  iiopes  revive  ;  our  courage  raise  ; 
Our  counsels  aid  ;  to  each  impart 
Tlie  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart. 

4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  lieralds  come; 
Recall  the  wand'ring  spirits  home : 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 

William  Bcngo  Collycr. 
Original  title:  ^'■A  Missionary  Hymn,  For  the 
Opening  of  the  Services.'"  In  vor.se  two, line  four, 
tlie  author  wrote  "thunder"  instead  of  "■an- 
them;" and  in  verse  three,  line  three,  "and  Oh" 
instead  of  "to  each."  The  second  and  fourth 
stanzas  have  been  omitted: 

2  Constrained  by  love  to  him  who  died, 
Thy  churches  i)onrth'  o'erflowing  tide; 
Midst  congregated  thousands  here, 
In  all  thine  ancient  power  appear. 

4  First  bow  our  hearts  beneath  thy  sway, 
Then  give  thy  growing  empire  way, 
O'er  wastes  of  sin,  o'er  fields  of  blood, 
Till  all  mankind  shall  be  subdued. 


669  CM 

THE  nations  call !  from  sea  to  sea 
Extends  the  thrilling  cry, 
"  Come  over,  Christians,  if  there  be, 
And  help  us,  ere  we  die." 

2  Our  hearts,  O  Lord,  the  summons  feel ; 

Let  hand  with  heart  combine, 
And  answer  to  the  world's  aj^peal 
By  giving  "  that  is  thine." 

3  Say  to  thy  gifted  servants,  "  Speed  ! 

Behold  the  world  your  field ; " 
Say  to  the  gold,  "  The  Lord  hath  need," 
Till  hoarded  treasures  yield. 

4  Say  to  the  slumb'ring  soul,  "Awake ! 

Ere  wanes  thy  noon  away ; 
Lo!  soon  I  come  th'  account  to  take. 
Ye  stewards  of  a  day." 

5  Saviour,  forgive;  ashamed  we  lie; 

Thy  gra(rious  will  we  know  : 
Behold,  while  we  delay,  they  die! 
Bid,  bid  us  send,  or  go. 

Anne  C'ilhrrf. 

This  hymn  is  based  on  the  Macedonian  call  to 
"Comoover,  and  help  up,"  and  reiiresents  the  re- 
pponKc  of  Christian  hearts  and  conscicncea  to  the 
call. 


670  7.,f,s.  u 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountiiins. 
From  India's  coral  strand  ; 
AVhere  Afric's  sunny  fountiiins 
Roll  down  th(nr  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  i)alniy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  oiTor's  chain. 

2  "What  though  the  sj)icy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifLs  of  God  are  strewn ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we  w^hose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation !  O  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole : 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

Reginald  Ilcbcr. 

Author's  title:  '■'•Before  a  Collection  made  for  the 
Society  for  the  Propagation  of  the  (,\)S])el.''^  I'rom 
Hymns  WriltenandAdaptedtothe  Weekly  Church 
Services  of  the  Year.,  1S27.  Ilebor  wrote  these  verses 
imi)r()mptu.  lie  had  gone  to  si)en<l  Whit-Sunday 
with  Dean  Shirley,  vicar  of  Wrexham,  his  father- 
in-law.  A  royal  letter  had  been  issued  railing  for 
a  sjjccial  missionary  collection  on  that  day.  On 
Saturday  tlie  Dean  asked  him  for  some  verses  to 
use  in  closing  his  missionary  Bcrvice  of  the  next 
morning.  Ilebcr  at  once  withdrew  to  a  window  of 
the  old  vicarage,  and  in  a  few  moments  had  pre- 
pared this  hymn.  He  came  back  ])resently  with 
three  stanzas,  and  aske<l  if  that  would  do.  His 
father-in-law,  much  pleased,  replied  in  thealllrm- 
ativc.    Heber  said,  "No,  it  is   incomplete."    Ho 


MISSIONS. 


269 


then  went  back,  and  in  a  few  minutes  returneU 
with  tlie  fourth  stanza.  It  was  printed  forthwith, 
was  sung  at  the  next  day's  service,  and  lias  ever 
since  been  signalized  as  pre-eminently  the  3Iission- 
aiy  Hymn  of  the  Christian  Church.  The  author 
made  but  one  correclion  in  his  manus  ript.  In 
verse  two,  line  seven,  he  erased  the  word  •'sav- 
age" and  inserted  "•  heathen."  It  was  written  in 
1S19.  The  printer,  Kennedy,  who,  being  then  a 
boy,  set  up  the  type  that  Saturday  night  was  still 
living  in  1S73  at  Wrexham. 

The  original  manuscript  of  this  interesting  hymn 
passed  through  several  hands,  and  finally  came 
into  the  possession  of  Rev.  Dr.  Raffles,  of  Liver- 
l^ool.  A  lithogi'aphed  fac-simile  was  made  by  Mr. 
Hughes,  of  Wrexham,  and  shows  the  mark  of  the 
printer's  "'' copy-hook"  on  Mhich  it  had  been  im- 
paled. On  the  back  is  a  circumstantial  history  of 
its  composition,  signed  "E."  The  original  was 
shown  at  the  World's  Exhibition  of  ISol,  in  Lon- 
don. It  was,  of  course,  sung  for  the  first  time  in 
Wrexham  church,  on  AVhit-Sunday,  1819. 

Xot  the  least  interesting  particular  connected 
with  it  is  its  association  with  the  passage  in  He- 
ber's  Journal  of  a  Voyage  to  India,  Avhere  under 
date  of  September,  1S23,  he  writes:  '-Though  wc 
were  now  too  far  olT  Ceylon  to  catch  the  odors  of 
the  land,  yco  it  is,  Ave  are  assured,  perfectly  true 
that  such  odors  are  iicrceptible  to  a  very  consid- 
erable distance.  In  the  Straits  of  Malacca  a  smell 
like  that  of  a  hawthorn  hedge  is  commonly  expe- 
rienced; and  from  Ceylon,  at  thirty  or  forty  miles, 
under  certain  circumstances,  a  yet  more  agree- 
able scent  is  inhaled."'  This  is  the  author's  own 
2omment  upon  the  "spicy  breezes"  which  "blow 
soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle." 

In  1852,  two  missionaries  were  sent  by  Bishop 
Andrew  to  represent  the  South  Carolina  (M.  E.) 
Conference  on  the  Pacific  Coast.  They  afterward 
(1853)  reported  that  among  their  bits  of  happiness 
was  the  pleasure  of  finding  a  man  and  his  wife 
from  South  Carolina,  Avho  were  sitting  before  a 
tent  in  the  Santa  Clara  Valley,  tinging  this  hymn. 

In  the  revival  of  1858  there  Avere  several  con- 
verted sailors  on  board  the  "North  Carolina,"  a 
frigate  in  the  V.  S.  NaA-y.  When  they  compared 
nationalities  they  found  that  they  came  from  ten 
difl"erent  countries,  and  AA'hen  the  last  man  stated 
that  he  had  been  born  in  Greenland,  one  of  the 
others  spontaneoiisly  started  this  hymn,  Avhich  they 
all  sang  heartily. 

671  -^   D 

HAEK!  the  song  of  jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore : 
Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 
God  omnipotent  shall  reign ; 


Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound 

From  the  depths  unt<j  the  skies 
AVakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies : 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furled, 

Sheathed   his    sword :    he  speaks :    'tis 
done ; 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 

AVith  illimitable  sway : 
He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll. 

Yonder  heavens  have  j^assed  away ! 
Then  the  end — beneath  his  rod 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 
Hallelujah !  Christ  in  God, 
God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 

James  Montgomery . 
Original  title,  ''Hallelujah:'  The  fact  that 
Montgomery  belonged  to  the  Moravian  Church, 
AA'hose  zeal  for  missions  is  known  and  read  of  all 
men,  and  that  his  father  and  mother  died  at  their 
posts  as  missionaries  in  the  West  Indies,  not  only 
very  naturally  inclined,  but  eminently  fitted  him 
to  Avrite  missionary  hymns.  This  missionary  hymn 
seems  to  increase  m  popularity  as  the  missionary 
intelligence  and  zeal  of  the  Chi-istian  Church  con- 
tinues to  increase.  I:  first  appeared  iu  CottcrilVs 
Collection  in  1S19. 


6' 


•2  7s.    D. 

GO,  ye  messengers  of  God  I 
Like  the  beams  of  morning  fly  ! 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod. 

Wave  the  banner-cross  on  high ! 
"Where  th'  aspirant  minaret 

Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 
AVave  it  till  the  crescent  set, 
And  the  ''  Star  of  Jacob  "  rise. 

2  Go  !  to  many  a  tropic  isle 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile 

And  th'  oppressed  forever  weep! 
O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven ; 
Chase  away  the  fiend  despair, 

Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven  I 


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3  Where  the  <;okleii  gates  of  day 
Oi)en  on  tlie  palmy  East, 
"Wide  the  bleeding  croirs  display, 

Sjiread  the  gospel's  richest  feast : 
Cireuninavigate  the  ball, 

Visit  every  soil  and  sea : 
Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all — 
Jesus'  love  is  full  and  free. 

JosJiua  Mamclcn. 
This  valuable  missionary  hymn  was  written  by 
a  missionary.  It  f  rst  appuaretl  in  Amnsanents  of 
a  Mission^  which  was  published  in  New  York  in 
IS12.  Tlie  author  also  quotes  a  part  of  the  hymn  in 
his  Xarraiire  of  a  Missiou^  second  edition  (1827), 
and  there  claims  the  authorship. 


11,  10. 


073 

HAIL   to   the   brightness   of  Zion's   glad 
morning ! 
Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have 
lain ! 
Hushed   be   the   accents   of  sorrow   and 
mourning; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morn- 

ing, 

Tvong  by  the  i)roi)hets  of  Israel  foretold  ; 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  return- 
ing ; 

Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  be- 
hold. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  spring- 

ing; 
Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-toi)s  echoes  are 

ringing; 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure,  and   mingle  in 

song. 

4  See,  from  all  lands,  from  the  isles  of  the 

ocean, 
Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high  ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  coiniiio- 
tion; 
Siiouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 
Tfiitnifi.H  IT<tsUn(jR. 
Author's  title:  '•'■Damn  ofiheMiUrnnium.^''  Fioni 
SpirUuul  Sonyn  for  SocialWorshtj),  1K33. 


674  8.S  7s  ct  4. 

ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stiinds, 
AVelcome  news  to  Zion  bearing. 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands : 

^Mourning  cai)tive, 
God  himself  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  i)roved? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee; 

He  himself  aj^pears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee  ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumjihs  end : 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee  ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past; 

God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee; 

Victory  is  thine  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 

End  in  everlasting  rest. 

TJtomas  Kelly. 

From  the  author's  Hymns  on  Various  Passages 
of  Scriptia-e,  1804.  It  is  based  on  Isaiah  lii.  7: 
''How  beautiful  upon  the  mountains  are  the  feet 
of  him  that  lu-iuireth  good  tidings."  In  verse  three, 
last  line,  the  author  wrote  ''  vouchsafes  to"  iustea  i 
of  "will  surely." 
In  the  first  four  lines  of  the  last  verse  he  wrote 
"  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble, 

All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redressed: 
For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double 
In  thy  Maker's  favor  blessed." 


675  c.  M. 

BiaiOLD,  tlie  mountidn  of  the  Lord 
In  latter  days  shall  rise 
Above  the  mountiiins  and  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round. 
All  tribes  and  tongues, shall  flow: 
"T'p  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"And  to  his  house,  we'll  go." 


MISSIONS. 


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3  The  beam  that  shines  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  : 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Zion's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge ; 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide; 
His  scepter  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  quell  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  strife  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years  ; 
To  plowshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  speare. 

6  No  longer  hosts  encount'ring  hosts 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore ; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall. 
And  study  war  no  more. 

7  Come  then,  O  house  of  Jacob !  come 

To  worship  at  his  shrine ; 

And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 

Michael  Bruce. 

From  the  Scriptural  Translations  and  Para- 
phrases (1781)  of  the  Church  of  Scotland. 

This  is  a  poetic  paraphrase  on  Isaiah  ii.  2-4: 
"And  it  shall  come  to  pass  in  the  last  days,  that  the 
mountain  of  the  Lord's  house  shall  he  established 
in  the  top  of  the  mountains,  and  shall  be  exalted 
above  the  hills;  and  all  nations  shall  flow  unto  it. 
And  many  people  shall  go  and  say.  Come  ye,  and 
let  us  go  up  to  the  moiintaiu  of  the  Lord,  to  the  house 
of  the  God  of  Jacob ;  and  he  Avill  teach  us  of  his  ways, 
and  we  will  walk  in  his  paths:  for  out  of  Zion 
shall  go  forth  the  law,  and  the  word  of  the  Lord 
from  Jerusalem.  And  he  shall  judge  among  the 
nations,  and  shall  rebuke  many  people;  and  they 
shall  beat  their  swords  into  plowshares,  and  their 
spears  into  pruning-hooks:  nation  shall  not  lift  up 
sword  against  nation,  neither  shall  they  learn  war 
any  more." 


676  6s  &  4s. 

THOU,  whose  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard. 
And  took  their  flight ; 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And  where  the  gospel  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 
"  Let  there  be  light." 

2  Thou,  who  didst  come  to  bring 
On  thy  redeeming  wing. 


Healing  and  sight. 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind ; 
O  now,  to  all  mankind, 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 

Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  thy  flight; 

IMove  o'er  the  waters'  face 

By  thine  almighty  grace ; 

And  in  earth's  darkest  place, 

"  Let  there  be  light." 

John  Marriott. 

Author's  title:  '■'Let  there  be  Light."  This  hymn 
was  first  published  in  Dr.  Kaffles's  Collection^  181G. 
The  author  wrote  in  verse  three,  line  live,  '■••  Bear- 
ing the  lamp  of"  instead  of  "'By  thine  almighty." 

One  stanza  is  omitted: 

4  Holy  and  blessed  Three, 
Gloiious  Trinity, 

Wisdom,  Love,  Might; 
Boundless  as  ocean's  tide 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride. 
Through  the  earth  far  and  wide, 
"  Let  there  be  light." 


677  8s,7s.     D. 

PRAISE  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations, 
Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations. 

His  divine,  victorious  love : 
Be  his  kingdom  now  promoted, 

Let  the  earth  her  monarch  know ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

2  See  how  beauteous  on  the  mountains 

Are  their  feet,  whose  grand  design 
Is  to  guide  us  to  the  fountains 

That  o'erflow  with  bliss  divine — 
Who  proclaim  the  joyful  tidings 

Of  salvation  all  around, 
Disregard  the  world's  deridings. 

And  in  works  of  love  abound. 

3  With  my  substance  I  will  honor    . 

iNIy  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothiuii:  to  his  word : 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


While  the  heralds  of  f-alvation 

His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends,  of  every  station. 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

Beyijaiuin  Francis. 
This  hymn  was  written  to  be  sung  at  a  public 
coUectiou  for  poor  ministers  or  missionai'ies,  and 
was  published  in  the  fust  edition  of  Iiippon''s  Se- 
lection, 1787.  

678  7s.    D. 

WATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
AVhat  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Trav'Uer,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height. 

See  that  glory-beaming  stiir, 
AVatchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Trav'Uer,  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Trav'Uer,  blessedness  and  light. 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  \\\\\  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Trav'Uer,  ages  are  its  own, 

See !  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Trav'Uer,  darkness  tikes  its  flight, 

Doul)t  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
AVat<*hman,  let  thy  wand'rings  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  tliy  quiet  home. 
Trav'Uer,  lo !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 

Jolin  Hoxvring. 
liasetl  on  Isaiah  xxi.  11:  "•"Watchman,  what  of 
the  night?  "  This  is  the  most  i)oi)ular  of  15owring's 
liymns.  It  was  first  i)ubliislied  in  ]s2.'),  but  the  au- 
tiior  says  that  the  first  he  knew  of  its  being  used  as 
a  hymn  was  in  1W4,  or  1S.*}5,  when  he  attended  a 
l)rayer-meeting  of  American  missionaries  in  Asi- 
atic Turkey,and  lieard  it  sung  by  them. 


679  7..  D. 

SEE  how  great  a  flame  aspires, 
Kindled  by  a  spark  of  gi-ace! 
Jesus'  love  the  nations  fires. 

Sets  the  kingdoms  on  a  blaze. 

To  bring  fire  on  earth  he  came ; 

Kindled  in  some  hearts  it  is: 

0  tliat  all  might  catch  tJie  flame, 

All  partake  the  glorious  bliss ! 

2  AVhen  he  first  the  work  begun. 

Small  and  feeble  was  his  day: 
Kow  the  word  doth  swiftly  run, 

Now  it  wins  its  widening  way: 
More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail ; 
Sin's  strongholds  it  now  o'erthrows. 

Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

3  Sons  of  God,  your  Saviour  praise ! 

He  the  door  hath  opened  wide; 
Pie  hath  given  the  word  of  grace, 

Jesus*  word  is  glorified  ; 
Jesus,  mighty  to  redeem. 

He  alone  the  work  hath  wrought; 
Worthy  is  the  work  of  Him, 

llini  who  spake  a  world  from  naught. 

4  Saw  ye  not  tlie  cloud  arise, 

Little  as  a  human  hand  ? 
Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 

Hangs  o'er  all  the  thii-sty  land: 
Lo!  tlie  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  al)Ove; 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 

All  the  Spirit  of  his  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'' After  Preaching  to  the  Newcastle  Colliers  "  is 
the  author's  title  of  this  in  ITijmnsaud  Sacred  Po- 
rnis.,  1740.  Tlie  imagery  of  tlie  hymn,  especially  of 
the  first  verse,  seems  to  have  been  suggested  by  the 
furnace-blasts  and  glowing  pit-heaps  which  night- 
ly irradiate  a  large  district  of  country  about  Ncw- 
castle-on-Tvne. 


THE   BIBLE. 


273 


2.  THE  BIBLE. 


680  LM. 

THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  night  and  day,  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ. 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race. 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest. 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest. 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise  I 

Bless   the    dark  world  with  heavenly 
light: 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise ; 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 
Isaac  Watts. 
Title:     '■'•The   Books  of   Nature  and  Scripture^ 
Compared;  or.  The  Glory  and  Success  of  the  Gos- 
pel."   Published  in  1719.    It  is  the  author's  version 
of  Psalm  xix. 


681  c.  M. 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rule  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad. 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light. 

That  guides  us  all  the  day ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

i  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 
How  pure  is  every  page ! 
18 


That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth. 
And  well  support  our  age. 

Isaac  Waits. 
From  the  author's  version  of  the  Psalms  of  Da- 
vid, 1719.  It  is  based  on  Ps.  cxix.  9:  "  Wherewithal 
shall  a  young  man  cleanse  his  way?  By  taking 
heed  thereto  according  to  thy  word."  '-'■  Instruction 
from  Scripture"  is  the  author's  title. 


682  L.  M. 

LET  everlasting  glories  crown 
Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord  ; 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 
And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  gi'ound  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  t 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be ! 

How  firm  our  hope,  our  comfort,  stands ! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies. 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Author's  title:  '■'■The  Excellency  of  Christ's  Re- 
ligion."   From  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707. 


683  c.  M. 

FATHER  of  all,  in  whom  alone 
We  live,  and  move,  and  breathe, 
One  bright,  celestial  ray  dart  down. 
And  cheer  thy  sons  beneath. 

2  While  in  thy  word  we  search  for  thee, 

(We  search  with  trembling  awe,) 
Open  our  eyes,  and  let  us  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 

3  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 

The  light  that  shines  so  clear : 
Now  the  revealing  Spirit  send. 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 


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4  Before  us  make  thy  goodness  piiss, 
"Which  here  by  faith  we  know  ; 
Let  us  in  Jesus  see  thy  face, 
And  die  to  all  below. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:  '■'■Be/ore  Reading  the  Scriptures."    Unal- 
tei'cd  and  cutii'c  fix)ni  Hymns  and  Sacred  Sungs, 
1740.  

684  c.  M. 

HOW  i^irecious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine. 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheei-s  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 

Of  an  eternal  day.  John  Fawcctt. 

From  the  author's  Hymns  Adajyted  to  the  Cir- 
cumstances of  Public  Worship  and  Private  Devo- 
tion, 17K2.  This  hymn  is  bascfl  on  Ps.  cxix.  105: 
"  Thy  word  is  a  lamp  unto  my  feet  and  a  light  unto 
my  i)ath."  The  al)ove  are  verses  one,  five,  and  six 
from  an  original  of  six  stanzas. 


685  c.  M. 

THE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
Tlie  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light  descending  from  above 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

3  Our  lumi'rous  griefs  are  here  redressed, 

And  all  our  wants  KUi)i)lied  ; 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  this  book  deniecl. 

4  For  these  inestima))le  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
0  may  we  seard)  with  eager  pains, 
Assured  that  we  shall  find  ! 

Sftmurl  Strnnctt. 

Title:  '-'■  Riches  of  Cod's  Word,'''  contributed  to 
liippou's  Srlertioiiy  17S7.  The  first  two  stanzas  are 
omitted: 


1  Let  avai-ice,  from  shore  to  shore, 

Her  favorite  God  pursue; 
Thy  word,  O  Loi'd,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

2  Iler  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy, 

Are  opened  to  our  sight; 
The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 
And  gems  divinely  bright. 
In  verse  one,  line  two,  the  author  wrote  "  These  " 
instead  of  ''The." 


686 


c.  :\L 


FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
"What  endless  glory  shines! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find, 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 

And  yields  a  free  rejiast : 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  tiiste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  jiages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light! 

fi  Divine  Instnictor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  forever  near; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word. 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

A7ine  Sfrrle. 
'•'•Tlic  ExccUency  of  the  Holy  Scriptures"'  is  the 
title  of  this  in  the  author's  Poems  on  Subjects 
Chiefly  Devotional,  17G0.  Tliese  aix  verses  one, 
three,  four,  nine,  eleven,  anil  twelve  of  au  original 
liavinff  twelve  stanzas. 


687 


s.  :\L 


ICSTTS,  the  word  bestow, 
'     The  true  immortd  seed; 
The  gospel  then  shall  greatly  grow 
And  all  the  land  o'erspread,^ 


ERECTION  OF  CHURCHES. 


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2  Through  earth  extended  wide 

Shall  mightily  prevail, 
Destroy  the  woxks  of  self  and  pride, 
And  shake  the  gates  of  hell. 

3  Its  energy  exert 

In  the  l)clieving  soul ; 
Diffuse  thy  grace  through  ever^'  P^^irt, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

4  Its  utmost  virtue  show 

In  pure  consummate  love, 

And  fill  with  all  thy  life  below, 

And  give  us  thrones  above. 

Charles  Wesley. 
"(So  mightily  grew  the  word  of  God,  and  pre- 
vailed^' is  the  author's  title  to  this  as  he  left  it  in 
manuscript.  It  is  based  on  Acts  xix.  20.  It  was 
first  published  in  the  supplement  to  the  Wesleyan 
Collection,  1830. 


688 


's^  6S3    D. 


OWOED  of  God  incarnate, 
0  Wisdom  from  on  high, 
0  Truth  unchanged,  unchanging, 
0  light  of  our  dark  sky  ; 


AVe  praise  thee  for  the  radiance 
That  from  the  hallowed  page, 

A  lantern  to  our  footsteps, 
Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2  The  church  from  thee,  her  Master, 

Received  the  gift  divine  ; 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored  ; 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  thee,  the  living  Word. 

3  0  make  thy  church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  burnished  gold, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 

Thy  true  light,  as  of  old : 
O  teach  thy  wand'ring  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  ti*ace. 
Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended. 

They  see  thee  face  to  face. 

Williaiii  Walsham  How. 

This  hymn  Avas  written  in  1867,  and  published  in 
the  1S72  edition  of  the  author's  Psalms  and  Hymns. 


3.  ERECTIOX  OF  CHURCHES. 


689  8s,  7s.     D. 

CHRIST  is  made  the  sure  Foundation, 
Christ  the  Head  and  Corner  Stone, 
Chosen  of  the  Lord,  and  precious, 
Binding  all  the  Church  in  one, 
Holy  Zion's  help  forever, 
And  her  confidence  alone. 

2  To  this  temple,  where  we  call  thee, 

Come,  O  Lord  of  hosts,  to-day  ; 
With  thy  wonted  loving-kindness, 

Hear  thy  servants  as  they  pray  ; 
And  thy  fullest  benediction 

Shed  within  its  walls  alway. 

3  Here  vouchsafe  to  all  thy  servants 

What  they  ask  of  thee  to  gain, 
What  they  gain  from  thee  forever 

With  the  blessed  to  retain. 
And  hereafter  in  thy  glory 

Evermore  with  thee  to  reign. 
From  the  Latin.    Tr.  by  John  Mason  Xealc. 


This  is  a  translation  of  the  Latin  hymn  "tVfes 
beata  Hirusalem.^'  It  was  first  published  in  The 
Hymnal  yoted,  1851.  The  translator  wrote  in 
verse  one,  lines  two,  three,  and  four: 

''And  the  precious  Corner-stone, 
Who  the  two-fold  walls  sunuountin^ 
Einds  them  closely  into  one." 
In   verse   two,  line   four,  "  people "  instead   of 
"servants,"  and  line  six,  "for  aye"  instead  of  "al- 
way." Inverse  three,  lines  two,  three,  four,  and  six: 
"  That  they  supplicate  to  gain 
Here  to  have  and  hold  forever 
Those  good  things  their  prayers  obtain, 

With  thy  hlessed  ones  to  reign." 
The  second  and  fifth  stanzas  of  Dr.  Neale's  trans- 
lation are  omitted  above. 


690  s  M 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


2  These  temples  of  his  gnice, 

How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

Tlie  honors  of  our  native  place, 

And  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

3  In  Sion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  distress  ; 
How  l)rio:ht  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces ! 

4  In  every  new  distress 

AVe'll  to  liis  house  repair; 
AVe'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'•'•The  Church  is  the  Honor  and  Safety  of  a  Na- 
tion*^  from  the  author's  The  Psalms  of  David 
Imitated  in  the  Language  of  the  Nciv  Testament, 
1719.  It  is  based  on  Ps.  xlviil.  1-8.  Three  stanzas 
luwe  been  omitted.  There  is  evidently  a  refer- 
ence to  the  destruction  of  the  Spanish  Armada  in 
one  of  the  omitted  stanzas: 

5  AVlien  navies,  tall  and  i)roud, 
Attempt  to  spoil  our  i)eace, 
lie  sends  his  tempest  i-oaring  loud, 
And  sinks  them  in  the  seas. 


691  c  M 

BJ-niOLD  tlie  sure  Foundation-stone 
AVliich  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

We  now  adore  thy  name  ; 
We  tmst  our  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  can  we  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  Church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  licll  withstood. 

Yet  nmst  tliis  building  rise: 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  Almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

Isaac  Wails. 

Author's  title:  '■'■Christ  thr  sure  Foundation  of 
iris  Church."  It  is  1)ascd  on  Ps.  cxviii.  22,2:5: 
"The  h(«me  wliich  the  builders  refusetl  is  lu'come 
the  liead  stone  of  tlie  corner.  This  is  the  Lord's 
doing;  U  is  marvelous  in  our  eyes."  Watts  wiote 
in  verse  two,  line  two,  "And  saints"  and  "the," 


instead  of  "We  now"  and  "thy;"  line  three, 
''They  "  and  "their"  instead  of  "  We"  and  "our;" 
and  line  four,  "shall  they"  instead  of  "caiLMe." 
It  appeared  in  the  supplement  to  the  hymn  book, 
edited  by  Dr.  Nathan  Bangs,  1836. 


692  7s 

ON  this  stone,  now  laid  with  prayer. 
Let  thy  church  rise,  strong  and  fair ; 
Ever,  Lord,  thy  name  be  known. 
Where  we  lay  this  corner-stone. 

2  Let  thy  holy  Child,  who  came 
;Man  from  error  to  reclaim. 
And  for  sinners  to  atone. 

Bless,  with  thee,  this  corner-stone. 

3  INIay  thy  Spirit  here  give  rest 
To  the  heart  by  sin  oppressed, 
And  the  seeds  of  truth  be  sown. 
Where  we  lay  this  corner-stone. 

4  Open  wide,  0  God,  thy  door. 
For  the  outcast  and  the  poor, 
AVho  can  call  no  house  their  own, 
Where  we  lay  this  corner-stone. 

John  Pier  pant. 
From  Airs  of  Palestine  and  Other  Pocms^  \8i9. 
Prepared  for  the  laying  of  the  corner-stone  of  the 
Sufl'olk  Street  Chapel,  Boston,  built  specially  for 
the  ))enerit  of  the  jmor,  May  23,  1839.  The  author 
wrote  in  the  second  stanza,  line  one,  "holy child" 
instead  of  "  holy  Child,"  line  three,  "the  sinner" 
instead  of  "■  for  sinners,"  and  line  four,  "With 
thee,  bless"  instead  of  "Bless,  with  thee."  Tlie 
third  stanza  is  adai)tcd  from  the  author's  third  and 
fourth: 

3  I^et  the  spirit  fi'om  above. 
That  once  hovered  like  a  dove 
O'er  the  Jordan,  hitlicr  llown 
Hover  o'er  this  Corner  Stone. 

4  In  the  sinner's  troubled  breast. 
In  the  heart  by  care  oi)i)rcssed, 
Let  the  seeds  of  truth  be  sown 
AVhere  we've  laid  this  Corner  Stone. 

The  use  of  the  small  initial  letters  in  the  words 
"Child"  and  "Spirit"  as  the  author  wrote  Ihem 
shows  the  Pnitarinn  cast  of  the  original  hymn. 
The  original  t^ixlli  stanza  is  here  t)mittcd. 


093  I  M 

BFIIOLD  thy  temple,  God  of  grace. 
The  house  that  we  have  reared  for  thee, 
Regard  it  as  thy  resting-])lace, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  majesty. 


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2  When  from  its  altar  shall  arise 

Joint  supplication  to  thy  name, 
Deign  to  accept  the  sacrifice, 
Thyself  our  answering  God  proclaim. 

3  And  when  from  hence  the  voice  of  praise 

Shall  lift  its  triumphs  to  thy  throne, 
Show  thy  acceptance  of  our  lays, 
By  making  all  thy  glory  known. 

4  "When  here  thy  ministers  shall  stand. 

To  speak  what  thou  shalt  bid  them  say, 
Maintain  thy  cause  with  tliine  own  hand, 
And  give  thy  truth  a  winning  way. 

5  Now,  therefore,  0  our  God,  arise ! 

In  this  thy  resting-place  appear; 
And  let  thy  people's  longing  eyes 

Behold  thee  fix  thy  dwelling  here. 

Phccbe  Palmer. 
This  hymn  is  not  found  in  any  other  Church  col- 
lection. In  the  former  edition  of  the  Hymn  Book 
It  was  accredited  to  "  Palmer"  simply.  There  are 
only  two  Palmers  known  as  authors  of  hymns — 
^Irs.  Phoebe  Palmer,  an  eminently  pious  Avoman, 
known  in  the  history  of  American  Methodism  as  a 
devout  and  earnest  advocate  of  the  doctrine  of 
"Christian  Perfection,"  and  Dr.  Ray  Palmer  au- 
thor of  ''My  faith  looks  up  to  thee"  and  several 
other  beautiful  hymns.  In  1846,  when  our  former 
Hymn  Book  was  compiled,  Dr.  Ray  Palmer  had 
not  yet  appeared  as  the  author  of  hymns.  It  was 
therefore  not  written  by  him.  When  the  IMethod- 
ist  Church  on  Mulberry  Street,  Xew  York  City, 
was  dedicated,  Mrs.  Phoebe  Palmer  Avrote  a  hymn 
for  the  occasion,  the  first  line  of  which  Avas  "  To 
thee,  thou  high  and  lofty  One."  We  conclude, 
therefore,  that  it  was  from  this  hymn  that  the 
.ibove  hymn  was  taken  by  the  compilers  of  the 
former  Hymn  Book. 


I 


694  L  M. 

AND  will  the  great,  eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 
And  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne. 
Avow  our  temple  for  his  own  ? 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise  ; 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace, 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 

3  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise. 
Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise ; 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 


4  And  in  the  great,  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
JNlay  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here ! 

Philip  Doddridge . 
This  hymn  was  written  for  a  sermon  on  Psalm 
Ixxxvii,  5:  "And  of  Zion  it  shall  be  said, This  and 
that  man  was  born  in  her:  and  tlie  Highest  him- 
self shall  establish  Jier."  It  bore  the  title:  ''The 
Church  the  Birlh-placc  of  the  Saints;  and  God's 
Care  of  it."  The  following  stanzas  of  the  original 
are  omitted  above: 

3  Our  Father's  watchful  Care  we  bless 
Which  guards  oxir  Synagogues  in  Peace, 
That  no  tiunultuous  Foes  invade, 
To  fill  our  AVorshipers  with  Dread. 

5  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 
It  is  found  in  the  author's  Hynins^  1753. 


695  L-  M. 

THE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod. 
Was  the  first  temple  built  by  God : 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone. 
And  heaved  its  pillars  one  by  one. 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high. 
The  broad  expanse  of  azure  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea,  the  sky  ;  and  all  was  good  ; 
And  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang, 
"  The  morning  stars  together  sang." 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea. 
And  earth,  and  sky,  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  oflTering  stands, 

A  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 
Nathaniel  P.  Willis. 

Title:  '•'' Dedication  Hymn.''^  It  was  composed 
for  use  at  the  dedication  of  Hanover  Street  Church, 
Boston.  It  is  from  the  author's  Sacred  Poems. 
The  author  wrote  in  verse  two,  line  two,  "  illimit- 
able "instead  of  "ex^ian^e  of  azuie."  The  date 
assigned  to  it  is  1S26,  at  which  time  the  author  was 
in  his  twentieth  year. 


696  7s. 

LORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise 


278 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prei)are 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  j^rayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

"With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread ; 
Here,  in  liope  of  glory  blest, 
!May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest ; 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land  ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
AVhile  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  Hallelujah  ! — earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply  ; 
Hallelujah  I — hence  a,«cend 

Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 
James  Montgomery . 
This  exceptionally  fine  and  ap])ropriatc  dedica- 
tion hymn  was  'U'ritten  "On  Oprniiuj  a  Place  for 
Worshi]).^'    It  is  from  the  Cfiristiau  Psalmist.,  1825. 


697  6s  &  4s. 

COME,  0  thou  God  of  grace, 
Dwell  in  this  holy  place, 
E'en  now  descend ! 
This  temple,  reared  to  thee, 
O  may  it  ever  be 
Filled  with  thy  majesty, 
Till  time  shall  end ! 


2  Be  in  each  song  of  praise 
AVhicli  here  thy  people  raise 

With  hearts  aflame  !  ' 

Let  every  anthem  rise 
Like  incense  to  the  skies, 
A  joyful  sacrifice. 

To  thy  blest  name ! 

3  Speak,  O  eternal  Lord, 
Out  of  thy  living  word, 

0  give  success ! 
Do  thou  the  truth  impart 
L^nto  each  waiting  heart; 
Source  of  all  strength  thou  art, 

Thy  gospel  bless ! 

4  To  the  great  One  and  Three 
Glory  and  praises  be 

In  love  now  given ! 
Glad  songs  to  thee  we  sing, 
Glad  hearts  to  thee  we  bring, 
Till  we  our  God  and  King 
Shall  praise  in  heaven  ! 

William  Edtrin  Evans. 
This  hymn  was  written  for  the  dedication  of 
Park  Place  Methodist  Episcopal  Church,  South. 
Richmond,  Ya.,  by  the  author,  who  was  then  pastor 
of  the  church.  The  church  Avas  built  largrely  by 
the  liberality  of  James  B.  Pace,  and  was  derlicateci 
in  1S8G,  the  dedication  sermon  beinir  in-eached  by 
Uev.  John  E.  Edwards,  D.D.,  of  the  Virginia  Con- 
ference. 


4.  EDUCATION  OF  YOUTH. 


698  L.  M.    0  1. 

po.AIE,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
VJ  To  whom  we  for  our  children  cry  j 
Tlje  good  desired  and  wanted  most. 

Out  of  thy  richest  grace  supply  ! 
The  sacred  discipline  l)e  given 
To  train  and  bring  them  up  for  heaven. 

2  Vatot  and  ignorance  remove, 

Their  blindness  both  of  heart  and  mind  ; 
(Jive  th(!m  the  wisd(Mn  from  above, 

SixjtlcsH,  and  j>eaceal)le,  and  kind  : 
In  knowledge  pure  their  minds  renew  , 
And  store  with  thoughts  divinely  true. 

'.\  Knite  the  ])air  so  loii«r  disjoinecl. 
Knowledge  and  vital  i)i('ty: 


Learning  and  holiness  combined, 
And  truth  and  love,  let  all  men  see, 

In  those  whom  up  to  thee  we  give. 

Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  die  and  live! 

Charles  Wrslei/. 

Tliis  hymn  on  '■'■Learning  and  Holiness  Com- 
bine(P^  was  written  to  be  sung  "At  the  Opening  of 
a  School  in  Kmgswood,"  and  is  one  of  the  autlmr's 
TTi/mns  for  Children.,  170.*].  The  original  coutains 
SIX  stanzas. 


S' 


699  r>s  c^  4s. 

IIEPIIERD  of  tender  ycnith, 

(Juiding  in  love  and  truth 

Through  devious  ways; 

Christ  our  triuni])hant  King, 

We  come  thy  name  to  sing; 


EDUCATION  OF  YOUTH. 


279 


Hither  our  children  bring 
To  shout  thy  praise. 

2  Tliou  art  our  holy  Lord, 
,  The  all-subduing  Word, 

Healer  of  strife : 
Thou  dost  thyself  abase. 
That  from  sin's  deep  disgrace 
Thou  mightest  save  our  race, 

And  give  us  life. 

3  Thou  art  the  great  High  Priest ; 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  feast 

Of  heavenly  love ; 
While  in  our  mortal  pain 
None  calls  on  thee  in  vain  ; 
Help  thou  dost  not  disdain, 

Help  from  above. 

4  Ever  be  thou  our  guide, 
Our  shepherd  and  our  pride. 

Our  staff  and  song : 
Jesus,  thou  Christ  of  God, 
By  thy  perennial  word 
Lead  us  where  thou  hast  trod. 

Make  our  faith  strong. 

5  So  now,  and  till  we  die, 
Sound  we  thy  praises  high, 

And  joyful  sing : 
Infants,  and  the  glad  throng 
Who  to  thy  Church  belong. 
Unite  to  swell  the  song 
To  Christ  our  King. 
Clement  of  A  lexandria.    Tr.  by  H.  M.  Dexter. 

This  is  supposed  to  be  the  oldest  Christian  hymn 
extant.  Tliere  was  a  fitness  in  Clement's  Avriting 
a  liymn  to  the  "  Shepherd  of  tender  youth,"  as  he 
was  for  many  years  at  the  head  of  the  first  Chris- 
tian school  known  to  have  been  established  in  the 
early  Church— the  celebrated  Catechetical  School 
of  Alexandria.  The  original  Greek  is  found  at  the 
close  of  his  Pcedagogiis,  with  the  title  '■'Hymyi  of 
the  Saviour  Christ:''  It  was  written  about  200 
A.D.  The  following  is  a  word-for-word  render- 
ing of  the  first  verse  of  the  original: 

"  Bridle  of  colts  unbroken ; 

TVingof  birds  unwandering; 

Helm  of  ships  trusty; 

Shepherd  of  lambs  royal; 

Thy  simple 

Children  assemble 

To  praise  holily. 

To  hymn  guilelessly, 


With  innocent  mouths, 
The  cliildren's  Leader,  Christ." 
The  above  translation  was  made  by  Dr.  Dexter 
in  184G  while  he  was  pastor  of  a  church  in  INIan- 
chester,  N.  H.    It  was  first  published  in  the  Co/i- 
gregationalist  of  Boston,  December  21, 1849. 


700  8^,  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 
With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care. 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 
While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share, — 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing. 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving. 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving. 
Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way : 

4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal. 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place, 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal. 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

William  A.  Muhlenberg. 
Title:  '•'■Baptism  of  Infayits:^    This  is  one  of  a 
number  of  hymns  which  were  admitted  into  the 
Hymnal  of    the  Protestant   Episcopal  Church  in 
1826  by  a  committee  of  which  the  author  was  one. 


701  8s,  7s  &  4. 

SAVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  thy  tenderest  care  ; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us. 
For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are. 

2  We  are  thine,  do  thou  befriend  us. 

Be  the  guardian  of  our  way  ; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray  : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear,  0  hear  us,  when  we  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free*. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
We  will  early  turn  to  thee. 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


4  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor, 
Early  let  us  do  thy  will  ; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 
AVith  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill : 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

Dorothy  Anne  Thrupp. 
From  A  Selection  of  Hymns  and  Poetry  for  the 
Use  of  In/ant  and  Juvenilv  SeJiools  a 7} d  Families, 
1S38.  It  is  not  entirely  certain  that  Miss  Thrupp 
is  the  author  of  this  hymn.  It  has  been  attributed 
to  II.  F.  Lvte  auil  others. 


702  c.  M. 

BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
IIow  sweet  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose ! 

2  Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod  ; 
AVhose  secret  heart  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  thou,  whose  infiint  feet  were  found 

Within  thy  Father's  shrine, 
AVhose    years,    with     changeless    virtue 
crowned, 
Were  all  alike  divine, — 

G  Dei)end('nt  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keej)  us  still  thine  own. 

lieijiudUl  Jldirr. 
Title:  '•'•Christ  a  Pattern  for  Children. ^^  From 
Jlymns  Written  and  A  dajtled  to  the  Weekly  Church 
Service  of  the  )>«j-,  1827.  Jt  was  written  in  1S12. 
It  in  rounded  on  Luke  ii.  40:  "An<l  tlie  child  prcw, 
and  waxed  slrouK  In  spirit,  filled  with  wisdom; 
and  the  grace  of  God  was  upon  him." 


703  «-■■  M. 

"IIJ'IIILK  we  with  fear  and  hope  survey 
y  V    Tliis  youthful,  blooming  throng, 
And  little  know  th'  eventful  way 
Their  steps  may  pass  along, — 

2  One  day  is  as  a  thousand  years, 

Eternal  God,  to  thee. 
And  present  to  thine  eye  apj^ears 
Their  whole  futurity. 

3  Thou  seest  temptation's  subtle  thread, 

Or  torture's  fiery  test: 
Mid  scenes  of  pleasure,  or  of  dread, 
Screen  thou  th'  unguarded  breast. 

4  Saviour !  through  each  portentous  change, 

And  dangers  yet  untrod, 
Where'er  they  rest,  where'er  they  range. 
Be  thou  their  present  God ! 

Anne  Gilbert. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  for  Sunday  School 
Anniversaries^  1853. 


704  c  M 

Mli^RCY,  descending  from  above, 
In  softests  accents  pleads : 
0  may  each  tender  bosom  move, 
AVhen  mercy  intercedes ! 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 

And  God  will  well  approve, 
AVhen  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 
And  their  Creator  love. 

3  Delightful  work  !  young  souls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  ])aths  of  sin, 
To  seek  their  Saviour's  flice. 

4  Almighty  God  !  thine  influence  shed, 

To  aid  this  blest  design  ; 
The  honor  of  thy  name  be  spread. 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 

Joseph  Straphnn. 
From  Rij)po7i\<i  Srlre'ion.,  17S7,  where  it  hears  the 
title  "-Sunday  School.'^    TIic  original  contained 
six  stanzas,  one  of  the  omitte<l  stanzas  being: 
8  Tic  ours  the  bliss,  in  wisflom's  way 
To  guide  untutored  youth. 
And  show  the  mind  which  went  astray 
The  Way,  the  Life,  the  Truth. 


THE  SEASONS. 


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705  c.  M. 

OHOW  can  they  look  up  to  heaven, 
And  ask  for  mercy  there, 
AVho  never  soothed  the  poor  man's  pang, 
Nor  dried  the  orphan's  tear? 

2  The  dread  omnipotence  of  Heaven 

We  every  hour  provoke ; 
Yet  still  the  mercy  of  our  God 
Withholds  th'  avenging  stroke : 

3  And  Christ  was  still  the  healing  friend 

Of  poverty  and  pain ; 
And  never  did  imploring  wretch 
His  garment  touch  in  vain. 


4  May  we  with  l^^iunble  effort  Uike 
Exami)le  from  above; 
And  thence  the  active  lesson  learn 
Of  charity  and  love ! 

Simon  Browne. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs 
in  Three  Booka^  Loudon,   1720.    Two  stanzas  are 
omitted : 

5  But  chiefly  be  the  labour  ours 

To  shade  the  early  plant; 
To  guard  from  ignorance  and  guilt 
The  infancy  of  want;— 

6  To  graft  the  virtues,  ere  the  bud 

The  canker-worm  has  gnawed. 
And  teach  the  rescued  child  to  lisp 
Its  gratitude  to  God. 


5.  THE  SEASONS. 


706  10,  5, 11. 

COME,  let  us  anew  Our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year. 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  ap- 
pear ! 
His  adorable  will  Let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of 
love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream ;  Our  time,  as  a  stream. 

Glides  swiftly  away  ; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
The  arrow  is  flown,  The  moment  is  gone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

3  0  that  each  in  the  day  Of  his  coming  may 

say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 

I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give 

me  to  do  I " 

O  that  each  from  his  Lord  May  receive  the 

glad  word, 

"Well  and  faithfully  done! 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 

throne." 

Charles  Wesley. 

This  is  Charles  "Wesley's  celebrated  New-Year 
hymn.  It  is  one  of  his  seven  Hymns  for  Neiv- 
Year^s-Day.,  1750— "  price  one  penny."  This  was 
a  favorite  meter  with  the  Wesleys  and  the  early 

lethodists,  though  seldom  used  in  our  day.    In  the 


first  line  of  verse  three  the  author  wrote  "might" 
instead  of  "may."  It  is  otherwise  unaltered  and 
entire.  This  is  the  hymn  always  sung  at  the  close 
of  the  watch-night  services  among  the  Methodists. 
The  Rev.  John  Fletcher,  of  Madeley,  was  a  man 
of  great  simplicity  of  living.  He  one  morning  vis- 
ited a  school  of  young  ladies,  and  sat  with  them 
during  the  breakfast  hour:  at  its  close  he  invited 
them  all  to  visit  him  the  next  morning  at  the  vi- 
carage at  seven  '^'clock.  On  their  arrival,  Mr. 
Fletcher  took  his  basin  of  bread  and  milk,  and 
asked  the  girls  to  look  at  his  watch  and  tell  him 
how  much  time  he  took  for  breakfast.  When  he 
had  finished  they  said,  "Just  a  minute  and  a-half." 
The  vicar  then  said,  "  My  dear  girls,  we  have  fifty- 
eight  minutes  of  the  hour  left,  let  us  sing— 

*' '  Our  life  is  a  dream— our  time  as  a  stream 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay.'  " 
He  gave  them  a  lecture  on  the  value  of  time,  and 
the  worth  of  the  soul,  and  after  praying  with  them 
at  eight  o'clock,  they  returned  to  school  more  deep- 
ly impressed  than  ever  heiore.—Tyerma7i^s  ^'' Life 
0/ Fletcher." 


707  c.  M. 

LET  me  alone  another  year, 
In  honor  of  thy  Son, 
Who  doth  my  Advocate  appear 
Before  thy  gracious  throne. 

2  Thou  hast  vouchsafed  a  longer  space, 
And  spared  the  barren  tree, 
Because  for  me  my  Saviour  prays, 
And  pleads  his  death  for  me. 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


3  Time  to  repent  thou  doi»t  bestow ; 

But  0  the  power  impart ! 
And  let  my  eyes  with  tears  o'erflow, 
And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

4  Forgiveness  on  my  conscience  seal ; 

Bestow  thy  i>romised  rest ; 
AVith  purest  love  tliy  servant  fill, 
And  number  with  the  blest. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:    "-A   Hymn  of  Preparation  for  Death." 
From  JTyynns  of  Preparation  for  Deaths  1772.    Two 
stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  I'd  nail  my  passions  to  the  cross, 

"NVhere  my  Redeemer  died; 
And  all  things  count  but  shame  and  loss, 
For  Jesus  crucified. 

5  Giver  of  penitential  pain. 

Before  tliat  cross  I  lie, 
In  prief  determined  to  remain 
Till  thou  thy  blood  apply. 


708  c.  M. 

REMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 
Of  the  revolving  year ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round ! 
How  short  the  months  appear! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on — 

And  that  importiint  day, 
When  all  that  mortiil  life  hath  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale,  we  pass 

The  swift-advancing  year; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  0  God,  my  careless  heart, 

Its  great  concern  to  see, 
Tl)at  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
To  give  the  year  to  thee. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
^^Jlefleptions  on  our  Waste  of  Years^^  is  the  title  of 
this  in  the  antlior's  Jlymns^  1755.  It  is  based  on 
Psalm  xc.  0:  "  For  all  our  <lays  arc  ])asscd  away  in 
thy  wrath;  mc  ppend  our  years  as  a  tale  that  is 
told."  In  the  first  verse  the  author  wrote  "  bounds  " 
and  "  rounds,"  and  in  the  last  veise  '-'■And  give." 
One  stanza  is  omitted: 

5  So  shall  their  conrsc  more  gralcful  joll. 
If  future  years  arise; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  smiling  soul 
To  joy,  that  never  dies. 


0^ 


709  s.  M. 

T'R  few  revolving  years. 

How  swift  they  glide  away ! 
How  short  the  term  of  life  api^ears 
When  past — but  as  a  da}- 1 — 

2  A  dark  and  cloudy  day. 

Clouded  by  grief  and  sin ; 
A  host  of  enemies  without, 
Distressing  fears  within. 

3  Lord,  through  another  year 

If  thou  permit  our  stiiy. 
With  diligence  may  we  pursue 
The  true  and  living  way. 

Benjamin  Beddome. 
A    "JVp?r    3Va?-"    hymn    and    meditation    from 
Hymns  Adapted  to   Public    Worship  or   Family 
Devotion,  1S18.    Tlie  author  wrote  ^'my  few,"  "«jy 
stay,"  etc.,  instead  of  "  Our  few,"  etc. 


710 


^ 


THILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below  ; 
AVe  a  little  longer  Avait, 

But  how  little, — none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find, — 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

AVitli  eternity  in  view : 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old. 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  when  life's  sliort  tale  is  told, 
IMay  we  dwell  witli  thee  above, 

John  Neu'ton, 
A  New  Year  hymn  with   (he  title  '■^Tiine  JIot 
Swift,"'  printed  without  alteration  from  theoriginal 
as  found  in  the  Olney  Hymns,  1779. 


THE  SEASONS. 


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711  C.  M.    D. 

SING  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise ! 
All  praise  to  him  belongs ; 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days, 

Demands  our  choicest  songs : 
His  providence  hath  brought  us  through 

Another  various  year ; 
We  all  with  vows  and  anthems  new 
Before  our  God  appear. 

2  Father, thy  mercies  past  we  own, 

Thy  still  continued  care : 
To  thee  presenting,  through  thy  Son, 

Whate'er  we  have  or  are : 
Our  lips  and  lives  shall  gladly  show 

The  Avonders  of  thy  love. 
While  on  in  Jesus'  steps  we  go 

To  seek  thy  face  above. 

3  Our  residue  of  days  or  hours. 

Thine,  wholly  thine,  shall  be  ; 
And  all  our  consecrated  powei's 

A  sacrifice  to  thee ; 
Till  Jesus  in  the  clouds  appear 

To  saints  on  earth  forgiven, 
And  bring  the  grand  sabbatic  year. 

The  jubilee  of  heaven. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'•'■For  New-  Years'*  Day  "  is  the  title  of  this  in  the 
author's  Hymns  for  New-Years''  Day.,  1750. 


712 


S.  M. 


OLORD,  in  mercy  spare 
The  herbage  of  the  field ; 
And,  under  thy  paternal  care. 
May  it  abundance  yield. 

2  Restrain  the  burning  ray, 

And  grant  refreshing  rains ; 
Restore  the  verdure  from  decay. 
And  drench  the  parched  plains. 

3  Then  we  our  praise  will  show 

To  our  preserver,  God ; 
Our  songs  of  melody  shall  flow. 
And  spread  his  name  abroad. 

Benjamin.  Beddome. 

This  is  from  the  author's  Hymns  Adapted  to 

Public  Worship  or  Family  Devotion,  1818.    It  is 

especially  adapted  to  use  in  seasons  of  drouth.    It 

is  a  prayer  for  rain.    The  theology  that  finds  no 


place  in  its  creed  for  prayer  for  sickness,  for  rain, 
and  for  similar  objects,  is  not  scriptural.  If  tliese 
are  arliclos  of  our  faith,  as  they  must  be,  then  our 
public  worship  should  and  docs  need  such  liynins 
as  this.  The  theology  which  teaches  that  the  God 
of  nature  may  never  interrupt  or  modify  His  own 
laws,  for  the  good  of  his  creatures  and  in  answer  to 
their  prayers,  can  have  no  place  for  a  doctrine  of 
Divine  Providence,  and  very  little  need  of  prayer 
or  public  worshi])  of  any  sort. 


713  c.  M. 

GOOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
Who  makes  the  earth  his  care ; 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring. 
And  bids  the  grass  apx^ear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  raised  on  high, 

Pour  out  at  his  command 
Their  wat'ry  blessings  from  the  sky. 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  softened  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring ; 
The  valleys  rich  provision  yield. 
And  the  poor  lab'rers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  side 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers ; 
The  meadows,  dressed  in  all  their  j^ride. 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns : 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs. 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

Isaac  Watts. 

^'TJie  Blessings  of  the  Spring;  or.,  God  gives 
Rain — A  Psalm  for  the  Husba^idman^"  is  the  title 
of  this  in  the  author's  Psalms  of  David,  1719.  It  is 
based  on  Psalm  Ixv.  9, 10:  "  Thou  visitest  the  earth, 
aud  water^st  it:  thou  greatly  enrichest  it  with  the 
river  of  God,  which  is  full  of  water:  thou  prepar- 
est  them  corn,  Avhen  thou  hast  so  provided  for  it. 
Thou  Avaterest the  ridges  thereof  abundantly;  thou 
settlest  the  furrows  thereof;  thou  makost  it  soft 
with  showei-s;  thou  blessest  the  springing  thereof." 
One  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 

5  The  barren  clods,  refreshed  with  rain, 
Promise  a  joyful  crop; 
The  parching  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 


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SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


714 


s 


EE  tlie  corn  again  in  ear, 

How  the  fields  and  valleys  smile, 
Harvest  now  is  drawing  near, 

To  repay  the  farmer's  toil. 


2  Gracious  Lord,  secure  the  crop, 

Satisfy  the  poor  with  food ; 
In  thy  mercy  is  our  hope, 
We  have  sinned,  but  thou  art  good. 

3  Let  the  praise  be  all  the  Lord's, 

As  the  benefit  is  ours ; 
He  in  season  still  affords 
Kindly  heat  and  gentle  showers. 

4  By  liis  care  the  produce  thrives, 

Waving  o'er  the  furrowed  lands ; 
And  when  harvest-time  arrives. 
Ready  for  the  reaper  stands. 

John  Xcwion. 

This  is  the  only  specific  "Summer"  hymn  in  the 
Book.    It  is  from  the  Olneu  Ilymns^  1779. 


715  8s  &  7s. 

SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling. 
Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground. 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound : 

2  "Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming. 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread. 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Num])ered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you — 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace — 
Let  not  (cloudless  skies  deceive  you ; 
Summer  gives  U)  autumn  place." 

4  On  the  Tree  of  Life  et<>rnal, 

Lord,  let  all  our  hopes  be  stayed ! 
Tliis  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

George  Tlornc. 

The  author  of  this  hymn  liv(Ml  from  1730  to  17!)2. 
The  liymn  in  found  in  no  other  colU'rtion,  jin<l  it 
fiComH  to  })0  Ihe  rtnly  one  known  to  have  l>cen  writ- 
ten by  tlie  HUtiior. 


716  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy. 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ. 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear. 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
AVith  op'ning  light,  and  ev'ning  shade. 

3  Here  in  thy  house  shall  incense  rise, 
As  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes  ; 
Still  we  will  make  thy  mercies  known 
Around  thy  board,  around  our  own. 

4  0  may  our  more  harmonious  tongue 
In  worlds  unknown  pursue  the  song ; 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore. 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 

Philip  Doddridge. 
This  hymn  '•'■For  Xciv- Yearns  Day''''  is  based  on 
Ps.  Ixv.   11:  "Thou  crownest  the  year  with  thy 
goodness."    The  second,  third,  and  fourth  stanzas 
are  omitted: 

2  Wide  as  the  Avhecls  of  nature  roll 
Tiiy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole: 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  llowery  spring,  at  thy  command. 
Embalms  the  air  and  ]iaints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stoi'cs; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 
It  is  from  the  author's  Jlymns^  1755, 


717  c.  M. 

COME,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 
And  all,  with  one  accord. 
In  a  perpetual  cov'nant  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord  : 

2  Give  up  ourselves,  through  Jesus'  power. 

His  name  to  glorify ; 
And  ]>romise,  in  this  sacred  hour, 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make. 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  : 
We  will  no  more  our  CJod  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 


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4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleased  to  hear, 
Come  down,  and  meet  us  now ! 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive ; 

Present  with  the  celestial  host. 

The  peaceful  answer  give. 

C  To  each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply, 
Which  takes  our  sins  away ; 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Short  Scripture  Hymns^  1762.    It  is  based 
on  Jer.  1.  5:  "  Come,  and  let  iis  join  ourselves  to  the 
Lord  in  a  perjDetual  covenant  that  shall  not  be  for- 
gotten."   

718  c.  M. 

AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  thy  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here. 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Awake,  my  soul !  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn : 
What  are  thy  hopes?  how  sure?  how  fair? 
What  is  thy  great  concern? 

3  Behold,  another  year  begins ! 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

4  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Kor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

Simon  Browne. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs 
in  Three  Books,  1720. 


719  s-  M. 

THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe, 
AVith  lioly  joy,  or  guilty  dread, 
We  all  shall  soon  appear, — 

2  Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care. 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray  : 

3  To  pray,  and  wait  the  hour. 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When,  robed  in  majesty  and  power. 
Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down, 

4  Th'  immortal  Son  of  man, 

To  judge  the  human  race. 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train. 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

5  O  may  we  all  be  found, 

Obedient  to  his  word  : 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 
And  looking  for  our  Lord ! 

6  O  may  we  thus  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest; 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
An  everlasting  rest ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

Title :  '■'■For  the  Watclmighl."  First  published  in 
the  author's  i/i/mns  and  Saci-ed  Poems,  I7i9.  The 
author  wrote  in  the  fifth  stanza,  lirst  line,  "-thus" 
instead  of  "  all."  One  dovible  stanza,  the  third,  is 
omitted: 

3  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

T'  increase  our  gracious  fears, 
For  ever  let  th'  archangel's  voice 

Be  sounding  in  our  ears 
The  solemn  midnight  cry, 

"Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come; 
Arise,  and  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

And  meet  your  instant  doom !  " 


6.  NATIONAL  SOLEMNITIES. 


I 


720  L.M. 

OEIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  Judge  supreme. 
We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name ! 
And  all  our  crying  guilt  we  own, 
In  dust  and  tears,  before  thy  throne. 


Justly  might  this  polluted  land 
Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand  ; 
And,  bathed  in  heaven,  thy  sword  might 

come. 
To  drink  our  blood,  and  seal  our  doom. 


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3  Yet  lia^t  thou  not  a  remnant  liere, 
"Whose  souls  are  filled  with  pious  fear  ? 
O  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigli, 
"While  prostrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie ! 

4  Behold  their  teai-s,  attend  their  moan, 
Nor  turn  away  their  secret  groan  : 
"With  these  we  join  our  humble  prayer  ; 
Our  nation  shield,  our  country  spare. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
'■'■  Of  Lament  i7\g  Xational  Sins"  is  the  title  of  this 
in  the  author's  Jlymns^  IT.").').     It  is  based  on  Ezek, 
i.\.  4-().    The  second,  third,  fourth,  and  eighth  stan- 
zas of  the  original  are  omitted  above. 


721 


C.  M. 


LORD,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O  hear  us  for  our  native  land — 
The  land  we  love  the  most ! 

2  0  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe ! 

AVith  peace  our  bordei*s  bless. 
Our  cities  with  prosperity, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Here  may  religion  shed  her  light 

On  days  of  rest  and  toil ; 

And  piety  and  virtue  reign, 

And  bless  our  native  soil. 

4  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  Friend ! 

JohnRcndell  Wreford. 
'M  Prayer  for  Our  Country''^  is  the  original 
title  of  this  hymn,  \vhich  is  said  to  have  been  coni- 
])osed  as  a  national  hymn  for  England  about  the 
time  of  Queen  Victoria's  coronation  in  1837,  at 
wliich  time  it  was  puljlished  along  "with  other 
loyal  and  patriotic  pieces  "  by  the  author.  It  was 
included  in  IJeard's  Unitarian  Co//rc/to?i,  1837,  and 
was  first  published  in  America  in  Sewall's  Col- 
lection, 1845.  Verse  two,  line  three,  the  author 
wrote: 

"iri7/i  prosprrovs  times  our  cities  croirn.'''' 
Two  stanzas,   the  second   and  llflli,   have    been 
omitted: 

2  Our  fathers'  se))ulchcrH  are  here, 
Ancl  here  our  kindiH'd  dwell ; 
Our  children  tool— how  shotiM  we  love 
Another  land  so  well? 


5  Here  may  i-eligion  pure  and  niiUl 
I'pou  our  Sabbaths  smile; 
And  piety  and  virtue  reigu. 
And  bless  our  native  isle. 


722  ss  &  7s. 

DREAD  Jehovah!  God  of  nations! 
From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  joeople's  supplications ; 
Now  for  their  deliverance  rise. 

2  Lo !  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

In  thy  holy  place  we  bend; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning; 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

3  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call. 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding ; 
Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

4  Let  that  mercy  veil  transgression ; 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface : 

Save  thy  people  from  oppression ; 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  i^lace. 

Thomas  Coitcrill. 
In  Dr.  Hatfield's  Poets  of  the  Church  (1SS8),  this 
hymn  is  credited  to  Thomas  Cotterill.  It  first  ap- 
peared in  The  Christian  Observer  in  1804  with  the 
signature  •' C.  F."  It  there  had  two  additional 
stanzas;  and  line  three  of  verse  two  read:  "Fast- 
ing, praying,  weeping,,  mourning." 


723  s.  M. 

THROUGH  all  the  lofty  sky. 
Through  all  th'  inferior  ground, 
Th'  Almighty  Maker  shines  confessed, 
And  pours  his  blessings  round. 

2  Each  year  the  teeming  earth 

With  flowers  and  fruits  is  crowned  ; 
And  grass,  and  luTbs,  and  harvests  grow 
And  send  their  joys  around. 

3  The  world  of  waters  yields 

A  rich  supply  of  food, 
And  distant  lands  their  treasures  send 
UiHDn  the  rolling  flood. 

4  To  serve  and  bless  our  land 

Tlie  elements  consj^ire; 
And  mercies  mix  themselves  with  earth 
AVith  ocean,  air,  and  fire. 


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NATIONAL  SOLEMNITIES. 


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5  O  that  the  sons  of  men 

To  God  their  songs  would  raise, 
And  celebrate  his  power  and  love 
In  never-ceasing  praise ! 

Thomas  Gibbons. 
Dr.  Gibbons's  Sermons  published  in  17(52  have  a 
hymn  to  each  sermon.  His  first  collection  of  hj-mns 
was  published  in  17G9,  and  his  second  in  1784.  In 
one  of  these  the  above  hj-mn  first  appeared.  It  is 
not  found  in  otherChurch  collections. 


724  7s.    D. 

PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 
For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield  ; 
For  the  fruits  in  full  supply. 
Ripened  'neath  the  summer  sky ; — 
2  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land ; 
All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores ; 
These  to  thee,  0  God,  we  owe. 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow, 
And  for  these  our  souls  now  raise 
Gratefal  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Anna  Laetitia  Barbauld. 

This  beautiful  thanksgiving  hymn  has  nine  stan- 
zas in  the  original,  which,  in  its  wide  enumeration 
of  the  things  for  which  we  should  thank  and  praise 
God,  reminds  one  of  the  thanksgiving  psalms  of 
David.  Instead  of  the  last  half  of  the  second  stan- 
za, the  author  wrote : 

"For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use." 

The  only  other  verbal  changes  are  in  the  fourth 
stanza.  The  author  wrote  '-'-my  God,"  ^'■my  soul," 
'•'-shall  raise."  The  changes  made  adapt  it  better  to 
public  Avorship.  It  seems  to  be  based  on  Hab.  iii.  17, 
18:  '"Although  the  fig-tree  shall  not  blossom, 
neither  shall  fruit  be  in  the  vines;  the  labor  of  the 
olive  shall  fail,  and  the  fields  shall  yield  no  meat; 
the  flock  shall  be  cut  off  from  the  fold,  and  there 
shall  be  no  herd  in  the  stalls:  yet  I  will  rejoice  in 
the  Lord,  I  will  joy  in  the  God  of  my  salvation." 
From  the  Poems  of  Anna  Laetitia  Aikin^  1773. 

725  tT^. 

SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song ; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 


Blessings  from  his  lib'ral  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land ; 
Kept  by  him  no  foes  annoy ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

2  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway 
May  we  cheerfully  obey  ; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 
Hark !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song. 
And  the  grateful  notes  i)rolong. 

Nathan  Strong.     (Alt.) 
'-'■A  Thanksgiving  Hymn'''  is  the  title  of  this  in 
the  Hartford  Selection,  edited  in  1799  by  Dr.  Strong 
and  others.    Several  lines  have  been  changed.    In 
verse  one,  line  four,  the  author  wrote: 

'■'■Praise  to  /leau'n's  Almighty  KingJ'^ 
Verses  two,  lines  two,  three,  and  four: 
'"'•Pour  around  this  happy  land; 
Let  our  hearts  beneath  his  sivay^ 
Hail  the  bright,  triumphant  day.'''' 
Verse  three,  lines  two,  three,  and  four: 
'■'•Subjects  cheerfullj"  obey, 
Here  tee  feel  no  tyranVs  I'od, 
Here  we  own  and  worship  God." 
Verse  four,  line  four: 

"•And  the  heavenly  notes  prolong." 
The  omitted  stanzas  are  significant: 

3  Lo!  the  trembling  nations  stand, 
Smote  by  thy  avenging  hand, 
O'er  the  wide  extended  plains, 
Awful  desolation  reigns. 

4  Yet  to  thee  our  joys  ascend, 

Thou  hast  been  our  heav'nly  friend ! 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  power. 
Peace  and  freedom  bless  our  shore. 


726  L-  M. 

WE  thank  thee.  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth. 
Who  hast  preserved  us  from  our  birth  ; 
Redeemed  us  oft  from  death  and  dread, 
And  with  thy  gifts  our  table  spread. 

2  We  thank  thee  for  thy  still  small  voice. 
Which    oft    has    checked    our   wayward 

choice : 
For  life  preserved,  for  senses  clear, 
And  for  our  friendships,  doubly  dear. 

3  Thy  providence  has  been  our  stay, 
When  other  helps  were  far  away ; 


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Our  constant  jmitle  through  every  stage, 
From  inf;\ncv  to  riper  age. 

4  How  shall  we  half  our  tai^k  fulfill  ? 
We  thank  thee  for  thy  mind  and  will, 
For  present  joys,  for  blessings  past, 
And  for  the  hope  of  heaven  at  last. 

Cottle.    ( ?) 

Wc  know  notliinjr  of  the  authors-hip  or  origin  of 
this  hymn.  In  the  former  edition  of  the  Hymn 
Book  it  is  accredited  to  "  C  ottle.''  Wo  can  find  noth- 
ing of  this  hymn  or  of  Cottle  as  a  writer  of  hymns 
in  any  work  on  the  subject  of  hymnology.  This 
hymu  is  not  found  iu  any  othcrChurch  collection. 


M 


727  L.  M. 

G1  HEAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 
^    Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise ; 
With  hum])le  heart,  and  bending  knee, 
AVe  otier  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide. 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray  ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

3  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Tlirough  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds ; 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night. 
And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

4  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 

In  danger  still  our  guardian  be : 
O  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here  ; 
Let  all  the  i)eoj)le  worship  thee. 

At/red  Alexander  Woodhull. 
This  '■'Tlianksgiving  Ili/mn  "  was  first  published 
m  the  Presbyterian  Psalms  and  irinnns. in  182S. 
The  first  line  of  tlie  original  is  "  God  of  the  passing 
year!  to  thee"  instead  of  "Great  God,"  etc.  The 
author  of  the  hymn  has  long  been  thought  un- 
known, but  Dr.  Edwin  F.  IlatfleM,  an  acknowl- 
edged authority  in  hymnology,  accredits  it  as 
above.  There  have  been  alterations  in  every  verse. 
The  fifth  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted  above: 

6  When  foes  without  and  foes  within, 

With  tlireatening  illsonr  land  have  pressed, 
Thou  liast  our  nation's  bulwark  been, 
And,  smiling,  sent  us  jieaceful  rest. 
The  author  was  only  eighteen  years  oM  when  he 
wrote  this  hymn,  if  it  be  rightly  acrredited  above. 


728  fe  &  4^- 

Y  country !  'tis  of  thee, 

Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing : 
Liind  where  my  fiithers  died! 
Land  of  the  Pilgrims'  pride  ! 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring ! 

2  My  native  countn,-,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble,  free, 

Thy  name  I  love ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills. 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills, 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze. 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break. 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God !  to  thee. 
Author  of  liberty. 

To  thee  we  sing ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might. 
Great  God,  our  King ! 

Samuel  Franeis  Smith. 
This  tnily  national  hymn,  which  American  pa- 
triotism will  never  sufl'er  to  die,  was  written  iu 
j  February,  1832,  while  (he  author  was  a  student  at 
I  Andover  Theological  S'?minary.  It  was  first  sung 
!  at  a  Fourth  of  July  celebration  for  children  iu 
i  Park  Street  Church,  Boston. 

I      ""Tliis  song,"  says  the  authoi-,  "was  written   in 

1M2.     I   found   the  tune  ('America')  in  a  (German 

music-book  brought  to  this  c(uintry  by  the  late  >Ir. 

I  William  C.  Woodbridge,  and  put  into  my  hands  by 

I>owell   Mason,  Esq.,  'because,'  he  said,  'I   could 

!  rea<l  German  books  and  he  could  not.'    It  is  not, 

however,  a  translation,  but  the  expression  of  my 

j  thought  at  the  moment  of  glancing  at  the  tune." 

Of  this  tunc  we  have  already  treated  more  fully 

I  under  "  Come,  thou  Almighty  King."    (Sec  Hymn 


729 


G 


Gs.  c^  4> 


OD  blesp  our  native  land  ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stiind, 


m 


ON  A  VOYAGE.                                                                  '28^ 

Through  storm  and  night: 

To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 

God  save  tlie  State ! 

Kuler  of  wind  and  wave, 

Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might ! 

From  the  German.    Tr.  by  Charles  T.  Brooks. 
Alt.  by  J.  S.  Dwight. 

According  to  Putnam's  Singers  and  So7igs  of  the 
Liberal  Faith  (Boston,  1875),  tlie  credit  of  writing 

2  For  lier  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies ; 

this  hymn  belongs  not  exclusively  to  Hev.  J,  S. 
Dwight.     It  was  translated  from  the  German  by 
the  Rev.  Charles  Timothy  Brooks  while  a  member 

On  him  we  wait : 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh. 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 

of  the  Divinity  School  at  Cambridge,  jNIass.     Soon 
after  that  it  was  altered  in  some  of  its  lines,  espe- 
cially those  of  the  last  stanza,  by  Hev.  J.  S.  Dwight, 
and  came  into  popular  use. 

7.  ON  A  VOYAGE. 


730  7s.    D. 

LORD,  w^hom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
Guide  us  through  the  wat'ry  way ; 
In  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 
Hide,  and  bring  us  safe  to  land. 
Jesus,  let  our  faithful  mind 
Rest,  on  thee  alone  reclined  ; 
Every  anxious  thought  repress, 
Keep  our  souls  in  perfect  peace. 

2  Keep  the  souls  whom  now  we  leave ; 

Bid  them  to  each  other  cleave ; 

Bid  them  walk  on  life's  rough  sea ; 

Bid  them  come  by  faith  to  thee. 

Save  till  all  these  tempests  end, 

All  who  on  thy  love  depend ; 

"Waft  our  happy  spirits  o'er  ; 

Land  us  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'■On  Going  on  Shipboard''^  is  the  title  of  this 
hymn  which  was  left  in  manuscript,  and  was  prob- 
alily  written,  according  to  Stevenson,  on  one  of 
the  occasions  when  the  author  was  leaving  Bristol 
for  Wales,  or  London,  or  Cornwall.  The  manuscript 
of  this  hymn  is  in  the  librarj^  of  the  Theological 
Institute  at  Richmond. 


1 


731  c.  M. 

How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord, 
How  sure  is  their  defense  ! 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence ! 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote. 
Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 
19 


3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne. 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire. 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command. 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths. 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past. 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  whilst  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 

Joseph  Addison. 

This  hymn  first  appeared  in  the  Spectator  in 
1812,  in  connection  with  an  article  on  "The  Sea," 
with  the  statement  that  it  was  '•  made  by  a  gentle- 
man upon  the  conclusion  of  his  travels;"  and 
hence  it  is  commonly  called  ^'■Thc  Traveler's 
Hymn.^'  In  the  author's  travels  in  the  year  17C0 
he  encountered  dangers  by  land  and  by  sea,  as  well 
as  Roman  pestilence  and  Alpine  glacier.  He  was 
caught  in  a  violent  storm  off  the  coast  of  Italy,  and 
all  was  given  up  for  lost.  While  the  captain  of  the 
vessel  in  despair  of  life  was  confessing  his  sins  to 
a  Capuchin  friar  on  board,  the  Englisli  traveler 
was  undergoing  an  experience  that  was  to  find 
pious  exjiression  in  this  magnificent  hymn  of  trust 
and  i)raise  and  thanksgiving  for  preservation.  It 
takes  a  deep  and  trying  exi>erience  to  breakup 
the  fountains  of  the  human  heart  and  pre- 
])are  one  to  produce  a  hymn  so  full  of  the  S]^iiMt 
of  true  devotion.  Tlie  SAvectest  and  noblest  hymns, 
as  indeed  most  of  that  which  is  best  in  all  poesy, 


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have  been  wrung  out  of  the  human  heart  by  severe 
trials  of  tome  kind.  There  would  be  very  little  of 
real  value  in  hymnology  if  none  of  God's  children 
were  called  upon  to  pass  through  the  deep  waters 
and  "  under  the  i"od."  This  hymn  originally  had 
ten  stanzas.  The  omitted  stanzas  are  the  third, 
fourtli,  lifth,  anil  sixth  of  the  original,  and  are  as 
follows: 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetened  every  soil. 
Made  every  region  please: 
The  hoary  Alpine  hills  it  warmed, 
And  smoothed  the  Tyrrhene  seas. 


4  Think,  O  my  soul,  devoutly  think, 

How  with  aflrighted  eyes 
Thou  sawest  the  wide-extended  deep 
In  all  its  horrors  rise  I 

5  Confusion  dwelt  in  every  face, 

And  fear  in  every  heart; 
When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulTs  on  gulfs, 
O'ercame  the  i)ilot's  art. 

6  Yet  then  from  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord, 

Thy  mercy  set  me  free, 
"While  in  the  confidence  of  prayer 
My  soul  took  hold  on  thee. 


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PART  II. 
FOR  SOCIAL  WORSHIP. 

SECTIOX  I. 

COMMUNION  OF  SAINTS. 


732  s-M.  D. 

JESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 
Thy  promised  presence  claim ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 

Assembled  in  thy  name ; 
Thy  name  salvation  is, 

Which  here  we  come  to  prove : 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

2  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside. 

And  worldly  thoughts  forget : 
We  meet  the  grace  to  take 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake. 

That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 

But,  0,  thyself  reveal ! 
Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 

The  mighty  comfort  feel ! 
0  may  thy  quick'ning  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice 

In  hope  of  perfect  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  the  author's  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems, 
1749,  Avhere  it  bears  the  title  ''At  Meeting  of 
Friends/'  The  author  wrote  "joy"  instead  of 
''health"  in  tlie  second  stanza;  and  '^O!  might" 
instead  of  "  O  may"  in  the  sixth  verse.  The  clos- 
ing double  stanza  is  omitted: 


4  Thou  wilt  to  us  make  known 

Thy  nature  and  thy  name, 
Us,  who  our  utmost  Saviour  own 

From  every  touch  of  blame, 
From  every  word  and  deed, 

From  every  thought  unclean. 
Our  Jesus  till  our  souls  are  freed 

From  all  remains  of  sin. 


733  c.  M. 

ALL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 
Who  joins  us  by  his  grace, 
And  bids  us,  each  to  each  restored, 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up ; 

And,  gathered  into  one, 
To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
AVe  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 

We  all  delight  to  prove  ; 
The  grace  through  every  vessel  flows 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  We  all  partake  the  joy  of  one. 

The  common  peace  we  feel, 
A  peace  to  sensual  minds  unknown, 
A  joy  unspeakable. 

5  And  if  our  fellowship  below 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet,. 
What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know 
When  round  his  throne  we  meet ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
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'■^Al  Meeting  of  Friends  "  is  the  title  of  this  in  the 
author's  Redemption  Hymns,  1747.  It  is  one  of 
>Vesley's  linest  hynnis,  wi'itt<.Mi  in  his  hapjjiest  vein, 
and  is  justly  a  great  favoi'ito.  especially  at  religions 
reunions  and  Conference  gatherings.  One  stanza 
of  the  original  is  omitted  above: 

•1  E'en  now  we  speak  ami  think  the  same, 
And  cordially  agree. 
United  all  through  Jo>us'  name 
In  perfect  harmony. 


734  c.  M. 

OUR  God  is  love ;  and  all  his  saints 
1 1  is  imajxo  l)ear  below  : 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 
AVith  love  to  man  will  glow. 

2  Teach  us  to  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  loved  by  thee ; 
None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 
Can  live  in  enmity. 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 
With  bonds  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
"With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  may  the  unl)elieving  world 

See  how  true  Christians  love; 

And  gloi'ify  our  Saviour's  grace, 

And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

Thomas  Cotlerill. 
Title:  '■'■For  Christian  Love."'    The  author,  who 
was  so  given  to  altering  the  hymns  of  others,  has  in 
turn  ha<l  his  own  hymns  much  altered  by  others. 
Thus  verse  two  originally  reail: 

"O  may  we  love  each  other,  Lord, 

As  we  are  loved  by  thee; 
For  none  are  truly  born  of  God 
Who  live  in  enmity.*' 
Verse  three,  lines  three  ami  four  reail: 

'■"The  eords  of  love  our  hearts  should  tiind 
The  law  of\o\c  inflame." 
And  verse  four: 

"So  >.hall  the  ram  eontentious  world 

Onr  peaee/nt  lives  approve, 
Jind  it'oi}drriinj  say,  as  they  o/nld^ 
See  how  these  ('hristians  love." 


7.3."»  c.  M. 

HOW  sweet,  how  heavonly  is  the  night, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  ])eace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word  ! 


2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigli, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part! 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart ! 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above. 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love ! 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream. 

Through  every  bosom  flow  ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

Joseph  Swain. 
'■'The  Grace  of  Christian Love^^  is  the  title  of  this 
in  the  author's  Walworth  Hymns,  1792.  The  au- 
thor wrote  in  verse  one,  line  two,  '^  that"  instead  of 
'•  who;  "  in  verse  four,  line  one,  •'  when  "  instead  of 
"Let;"  line  two,  '•'•  Hows''  instead  of  "llo\V;"  line 
three,  "•When"  instead  of  ''And;"  and  iu  hue 
four,  "glows"  instead  of  "  glow." 


736  L.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow, 
And  own  thee  faithful  to  thy  word: 
AVe  hear  thy  voice,  and  open  now 
Our  hearts  to  entertiiin  our  I-,ord. 

2  Come  in,  come  in,  thou  heavenly  Guest, 

Delight  in  what  thyself  hast  given  : 
On  thy  own  gifts  and  graces  feast, 
And  make  the  contrite  heart  thy  heaven. 

3  Smell  the  sweet  odor  of  our  prayei'S, 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise  approve ; 

And  treasure  up  our  gracious  teai-s, 

And  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love. 

4  0  let  us  on  thy  fullness  feed ! 

And  eat  thy  flesh,  and  drink  thy  blood! 
Jesus,  thy  ])lood  is  drink  indeed, 
Jesus,  thy  flesh  is  angels'  food. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title :"r»/o  the  Amjel  of  the  Chureh  of  the  La- 
odirrnn.s.''  From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poetns,  1742. 
These  are  the  Hist  four  stanzas  of  a  hymn  contain- 
ing thirty-six  stanzas.  It  is  based  on  Rev.  iii.  20: 
'•  If  any  man  hear  my  voice,  and  open  the  door.  I 
will  conic  in  to  him,  and  will  .sup  with  him,  and  he 
with  inc.'' 


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737  7s.    D. 

COME,  and  let  us  sweetly  join, 
Christ  to  praise  in  hymns  divine! 
Give  we  all  with  one  accord 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  ; 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices,  raise ; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days ; 
Antedate  the  jo3's  above ; 
Celebrate  the  feast  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  strive : 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive, 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glowed, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God. 
AVe  for  Christ,  our  Master,  stand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land  ; 

"We  our  dying  Lord  confess, 
We  are  Jesus'  witnesses. 

3  Witnesses  that  Christ  hath  died, 
AVe  with  him  are  crucified : 

Christ  hath  burst  the  bands  of  death, 
We  his  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe : 
Christ  is  now  gone  up  on  high ; 
Thither  all  our  wishes  fly  ; — 
Sits  at  God's  right  hand  above ; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
'•'■The  Love-FeasV^  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in 
the  author's  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740,  be- 
vng  taken  from  part  of  the  original,  "which  is  in  five 
parts  and  contains  twenty-two  stanzas. 


738   ^  s.  M. 

LIKE  Noah's  weary  dove. 
That  soared  the  earth  around. 
But  not  a  resting  place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found, — 

2  O  cease  my  wand'ring  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  I'oam  ; 
All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole. 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  ark  of  God, 

Behold  the  open  door; 
Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

4  There,  safe  shalt  thou  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  fiiU  salvation  blest. 

Williain  Augustus  Muhlenberg. 


From  Hymns  Appended  to  the  Protestant  Epis- 
copal  Prayer-Book,  is^O.  The  author's  last  stanza 
is  omitted: 

5  And  wlien  the  waves  of  ire. 
Again  the  earth  siiall  fill, 
Tlie  ark  shall  ri<le  the  sea  of  fire; 
Then  rest  on  Zion's  hill. 


739  c.  M. 

JESUS,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
To  thee  for  help  we  fly : 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep ! 
For  O  the  wolf  is  nigh  ! 

2  He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay ; 
He  seizes  every  straggling  soul 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take. 

And  gather  with  thy  arm  : 

Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 

The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  power. 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  side  ; 
The  sheep  he  never  can  devour. 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  0  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  agree : 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart. 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee ! 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live. 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

Chai-les  IVesley. 
'■'•For  Believers''  is  the  title  of  this  in  Hym7}sa)i(i 
Sacred  Poems,  1740.    One  stanza  is  omitted. 
7  Keep  us  till  then  in  perfect  peace, 
And  call  us  each  to  prove 
An  endless  age  of  heavenly  bliss, 
An  endless  age  of  love. 


740  c.  u 

HAPPY  the  souls  to  Jesus  jomed, 
And  saved  by  grace  alone  ; 
AValking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 


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2  The  Church  triuiiipliant  in  thy  love, 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know; 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee,  in  thy  glorious  realm,  they  praise, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne; 
We,  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace: 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads ; 

From  thence  our  spirits  rise; 
And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  19  one  of  tlie  author's  Hymns  on  the  Lord's 
Supper^  1745,    Ju  the  original,  lines  three  and  four 
read: 

"  Walking  in  all  thy  ways  we  find 
Our  heaven  on  earth  begun." 


741  ios,iis. 

TELL  me  no  more  Of  this  world's  vain 


0 


stoi-e, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is 

o'er : 
A   country   I've  found  Where  true  joys 

abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy 

ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  In  paradise  live. 
And  me  in  that  numl)er  will  Jesus  receive: 
My  soul  don't  delay — He  calls  thee  away, 
Rise,  follow  tliv  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad 
day. 

'S  No  mortal  doth  know  What  he  can  bestow, 
What  light, strength, and  comfort — go  after 

him,  go: 
I>o,  onward  I  move  To  a  city  above, 
None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey 

will  prove. 

4  (ireat  spoils  I  shall  win  From  death,  hell, 

and  sin, 
Midst  outward  afilictions  shall  feel  Christ 

within ; 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  Receive  me,  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus   hath  loved   me,  I  cannot  tell 

why. 


5  But  this  I  do  find,  We  two  are  so  joined, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  be- 
hind : 

So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  thiough 

grace, 
Henceforth — till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's 

face. 

John  G'ambold. 
From  the  author's  Works,  1823.    In  verse  three, 
line  three,  the  author  wrote  "And  l)ut  thrist  "  in- 
stead of  "To  a  city;"  and  in  verse  five,  line  three, 
*•  Lo,"  instead  of  "  So."    Two  stanzas  are  omitted : 

6  Perhaps  for  his  name,  Poor  dust  that  I  am. 
Some  works  I  shall  finish  with  glad  loving  aim. 
1  still  (which  is  best)  Shall  in  his  dear  breast 
As  at  the  beginning  fiiul  pardon  and  rest. 

7  Anil  now  I'm  in  care.  ISIy  neighbors  may  share 
These  blessings:  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you 

dare? 
In  bondage,  O  why,  And  death  will  you  lie. 
When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh? 

The  hymn,  as  arranged  by  the  author,  contained 

fourteen  thiee-line  stanzas. 


742  c.  M. 

JESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
And  each  to  each  endeared. 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  easy  yoke  ; 
A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 
AVhich  never  can  be  broke. 

3  I\Iake  us  into  one  spirit  drink ; 

Baptize  into  thy  name ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think. 
And  sweetly  speak,  the  same. 

4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  toward  each  other  move. 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee  insejxirably  joined. 

Let  all  our  spirits  cleave ; 
O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive ! 
G  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  given. 

The  same  delight  we  prove ; 
In  earth,  in  i)aradise,  in  heaven. 

Our  all  in  all  is  love. 

Charles  ]]'<'sley. 


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"yl  Prayer  for  Persons  Joined  in  Fellowship''''— A 
liymu  iu  four  parts  foiiud  in  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poems,  1742.  The  first  part  begins,  "'Try  us,  O 
God,  and  search  the  ground."  This  is  the  fourth 
part.    Three  stanzas  are  omitted: 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  pei-fectness, 

The  spotless  charity; 
O  let  lis  (still  "\ve  pray)  possess 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee ! 

7  Grant  this,  and  tiien  from  all  below 

Insensibly  remove: 
Our  souls  the  change  shall  scarcely  know, 
Made  perfect  first  in  love ! 

S  With  ease  our  souls  thro'  death  shall  glide 
Into  their  paradise; 
And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride. 
Triumphant  through  the  skies. 


743  7s.    D. 

CHRIST,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Perfecting  the  saints  below, 
Hear  us  who  thy  nature  share. 
Who  thy  mystic  body  are. 
Join  us,  in  one  spirit  join. 
Let  us  still  receive  of  thine ; 
Still  for  more  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou,  who  fillest  all  in  all ! 

2  Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide ; 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide ; 
Placed  according  to  thy  will, 
Let  us  all  our  work  fulfill ; 
Never  from  our  office  move, 
Needful  to  each  other  prove ; — 
Let  us  daily  growth  receive. 
More  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 

3  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree. 
Touched  with  softest  sympathy ; 
Kindly  for  each  other  care ; 
Every  member  feel  its  share. 
Many  are  we  now  and  one. 
We  who  Jesus  have  put  on  : 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall ; 
Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 
In  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740,  there  is  a 
poem  of  thirty-nine  stanzas,  divided  into  six  parts, 
titled  '■'The  Communion  of  Saints"  This  is  taken 
from  part  four,  Avhich  has  five  double  stanzas,  the 
second  being  omitted  entirely,  and  the  third  above 
being  made  out  of  the  fourth  and  fifth. 


744 


7s.    D. 


FATHER,  at  thy  footstool  see 
Those  who  now  are  one  in  thee ; 
Draw  us  by  thy  grace  alone ; 
Give,  O  give  us  to  thy  Son. 
Jesus,  Friend  of  human  kind. 
Let  us  in  thy  name  be  joined  ; 
Each  to  each  unite  and  bless. 
Keep  us  still  in  perfect  peace. 

2  Heavenly,  all-alluring  Dove, 
Shed  thine  overshadowing  love ; 
Love,  the  sealing  grace,  impart ; 
Dwell  within  our  single  heart. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  to  us  what  Adam  lost : 
Let  us  in  thine  image  rise  ; 
Give  us  back  our  paradise ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■''For  Christian  Friends''"'  is  the  title  in  Hymns 
arid  Sacred  Poems,  1749,  of   fifty-five  hymns,  of 
which  this  is  the  third.    Two  stanzas  are  omitted: 

5  Made  like  the  first  happy  pair. 
Let  us  here  thy  nature  ^hare, 
Holy,  pure,  and  pei-fect  be. 
Transcripts  of  the  Trinity. 

6  Foremost  of  created  things, 
Nearest  the  great  King  of  kings, 
Standing  as  at  first  we  stood. 
Made  a  little  less  than  God! 


745  lis. 

'ITID   scenes   of   confusion   and   creature 
1*1     complaints. 
How  sweet  to  the  soul  is  communion  with 

saints ! 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 

room. 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home ! 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  heaven,  my 
home.  ' 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 
peace ! 
And,  thrice   precious  Jesus,  whose   love 

cannot  cease, 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I 

roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory  at  home. 
Home,  home,  etc. 


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3  "While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission,  and  strength  as  my 

day ; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 
Home,  home,  eti\ 

4  Whate'er  thou   deniest,  O  give  me  thy 

grace. 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of  thy 

face; 
Endue  me  with   patience  to  wait  at  thy 

throne, 
And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of 

home. 
Home,  home,  etc. 

5  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to 

Fhine ; 
No  more  as  an  exile  in  sorrow  to  pine; 
And  in  thy  dear  image  arise  from   the 

toml), 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at 

home. 
Home,  home,  etc. 

David  Dcnham. 
The  author's  title:  "-The  SainVs  Sivcel  Home.'' 
Based  on  Psalm  Ixxiii.  24:  '-Afterward  receive  nic 
to  gloiy."  In  the  last  line  of  the  refrain  the  au- 
thor wrote  "'■Receive  me,  dear  Saviour,  in  glory;  " 
alho  "indulge"  instead  of  "endue"  in  verse  four, 
and  in  verse  five  '■"But  in  tiiy  fair  imago."  This 
hymn  is  found  in  the  Christian  Lyre,  jjublished  in 
this  country  in  1S30.  The  third  stanza  is  omitted: 
3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free. 
Which    hinders   my  Joy   and    comnuiniou   with 

thee; 
Though   now   my   lemi)lation   like   billows  may 

foam. 
All,  all  will   be  i)cacc,  when  I'm  with   thee  at 
liomc. 


740  7.. 

GOD  of  love,  that  hear'st  the  prayer, 
Kindly  for  tiiy  peoi)le  care, 
Who  on  thee  alone  dej^nd  : 
Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end. 

2  Save  us  in  the  prosperous  hour. 
From  the  flatt'ring  tempter's  power; 
From  his  unsuspected  wiles, 
From  the  world's  pernicious  smiles. 


3  Never  let  the  world  break  in, 
Fix  a  mighty  gulf  between  : 
Keep  us  humble  and  unknown, 
Prized  and  loved  by  God  alone. 

4  Ix?t  us  still  to  thee  look  up. 

Thee,  thy  Israel's  strength  and  hoj^ej 
Nothing  know  or  seek  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  cnicified. 

Charles  Wesley. 

The  first  and  fifth  of  six  double  stanzas  compos- 
ing N'o,  15  of  the  author's  Hymns  for  those  that 
Seek  ajid  those  that  Have  Redem2}tion  in  the  Blood 
of  Jesus  Christ.,  1747.  In  the  last  line  of  the  flist 
verse  the  author  wrote  "'Save  us,  save  us  to- the 
end!" 


747  c.  M. 

GIVER  of  concord.  Prince  of  peace, 
Meek,  laml>like  Son  of  God, 
Bid  our  unruly  passions  cease, 
By  thine  atoning  blood. 

2  Us  into  closest  union  draw. 

And  in  our  inward  parts 
Let  kindness  sweetly  write  her  law. 
And  love  command  our  heart.s. 

3  Saviour,  look  down  witli  jiitying  eyes, 

Our  jarring  wills  control ; 
Let  cordial,  kind  affections  rise, 
And  harmonize  the  soul. 

4  0  let  us  find  the  ancient  way. 

Our  wond'ring  foes  to  move, 
And  force  the  heathen  world  to  say, 
"  See  how  these  Christians  love ! " 

^  Charles  Wesley. 

The  first,  fourth,  Rcvenin,  and  ninth  stanzas  of  a 
hymn  of  nine  stanzas  in  Tfymfjsand  Sacred  Poems, 
1740,  under  the  title,  ""Little  Children,  Ia)vc  One 
Another.'^  In  the  last  line  of  the  first  verse  the 
author  wrote:  ''O  quench  them  with  thy  blood'." 


74S  c.  M. 

LO!  what  an  entertjtining  sight 
Are  brethren  wiio  agree ! 
Brethren  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety ! 


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2  When  streams  of  love,  from  Christ,  the 

spring, 
Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing. 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole, — 

3  'Tis  like  the  oil,  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head ; 
The  trickling  drops  perfumed  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows 

And  makes  his  grace  distill. 

Isaac  Waits. 
"  Brotherly  Love^'  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  in  the 
author's  Psalms  of  David,  1719.  It  is  based  on  the 
one  hundred  and  thirty -third  Psalm:  "Behold 
how  good  and  how  pleasant  it  is  for  brethren  to 
dwell  together  in  unity!  It  is  like  the  precious 
ointment  upon  the  head,  that  ran  down  \ipon  the 
beard,  even  Aaron's  beard:  that  went  down  to  the 
skirts  of  his  garments;  as  the  dew  of  Ilermon,  and 
as  the  dew  that  descended  upon  the  mountains  of 
Zion :  for  there  the  Lord  commanded  the  blessing, 
even  life  for  evermore." 


749  CM.  D. 

PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 
I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found : 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fuo^itive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O  receive  me  into  rest ! 
2  Lonely,  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave. 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home. 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave : 
IMine  the  God  whom  you  adore. 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more. 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

James  Montgomery . 
This  hymn  was  written  on  the  occasion  of  the 
author's  restoration,  after  years  of  restless  heart- 
wanderings,  to  membership  in  the  Moravian 
Church  at  Fulneck  in  1814.  In  this  hymn  he  ac- 
curately portrays  his  own  experience.  (See  also 
the  hymn  beginning  "  O  where  shall  rest  be 
found?")    Its    original    title    as    published   was 


'•'•  Choosing  the  Heritage  of  God's  People.^''     The 
last  stanza  is  omitted: 

3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  or  loss, 

Ease,  enjoyment,  i)onip,  or  ])ower; 
"Welcome  poverty  and  cross. 

Shame,  reproach,  afJliction's  hour: 
"Follow  me;  "  I  know  thy  voice; 

Jesus,  Lord,  thy  steps  I  see; 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice; 
Light  thy  burden  now  to  me. 
From  the  author's  Original  Hymns,  IS.'jS. 


750  c.  M. 

TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart : 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
0  bid  it  all  depart! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other.  Lord, 

Eath  other's  cross  to  bear : 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford. 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Our  little  stock  improve: 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hoi)e, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  onr  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow  ; 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed. 
And  spotless  here  below. 

6  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought. 

Receive  thy  ready  bride : 

Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 

With  all  the  sanctified. 

Charles  Wesley. 

^'■A  Prayer  for  Persons  Joined  in  Fellowship  "  is 
the  title  of  this  most  A'aluable  and  heartsearching 
hvmn  in  the  author's  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^ 
1742.  It  is  the  first  of  the  four  parts  of  a  long  hymn. 
In  verse  five,  line  four,  the  author  wrote  "  sinless" 
instead  of  "  spotless." 


751  s.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love: 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 


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2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  i>rayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, — 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  eaeh  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part. 

It  prives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  ag-ain. 

5  Tliis  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
AVhile  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

And  sin, we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

Joh  n  Fa  wcctt. 
''''Brotherly  Love^^  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  .au- 
thor's Hymns  Adapted  to  the  Circumstances  of 
Public  Worship  and  Private  Devotion,  Vi%2.  After 
spending  a  few  years  as  pastor  of  a  humble  liap- 
tist  Church  at  Wainsgate,  in  Yorksliire,  Dr.  Faw- 
cett  accepted  a  call  to  London.  Ilis  farewell  ser- 
mon had  heen  preached,  his  goods  and  books  wei'e 
packed  and  in  wagons,  and  the  eve  of  his  departure 
had  come.  But  when  face  to  face  with  the  trial  of 
leaving  the  endeared  people  who  clung  about  him, 
he  could  not  withstantl  the  urgency  of  ''  Christian 
love,"  and  amid  tears  of  commingled  grief  and  love 
he  ordered  tlie  -wagons  unloafled,  the  furniture  re- 
placed, and  disi)atclied  a  letter  to  London  recalling 
his  acceptance.  The  tender  ties  that  bound  him 
to  his  loving  peojile  weie  only  severed  by  death. 
It  was  the  above  toudiing  incident  that  called  forth 
Ihis  beautiful  and  universally  popular  hymn  from 
the  author. 


752  c.  M. 

GOD  of  all  consolation,  take 
The  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Tliy  gifts  to  thee  we  render  back 
In  ceaseless  songs  of  ])raise. 

2  Througli  thee  we  now  togetiier  cnme, 
In  singleness  of  lieart; 
We  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 


3  We  part  in  body,  not  in  ndnd  ; 

Our  minds  continue  one ; 
And  QSich.  to  each  in  Jesus  joined, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

4  Subsists  as  in  us  all  one  soul ; 

No  jx)wer  can  make  us  twain ; 
And  mountains  rise,  and  oceans  roll. 
To  sever  us  in  vain. 

5  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God! 

Our  Life  shall  soon  appear. 
And  shed  his  glory  all  abroad 

On  all  his  members  here. 
G  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend. 

And  fight  our  i)assage  through  ; 
Bear  in  our  faithful  minds  the  end, 

And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  the  last  hymn  in  Redemption  Hymns^ 
1747.  T:\i\e:  '■'■At  Parting  of  Friends."  The  first, 
fifth,  sixth,  seventh,  tenth  and  fifteenth  stanzas  of 
the  original  sixteen  are  giveu  above.  lu  verse 
five  the  author  wrote: 

"And  spread  his  glory  all  abroad 
In  all  his  members  here." 


753  c.  M. 

WITNESS,  ye  men  and  angels,  now, 
Before  the  Lord  we  speak  ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break, — 

2  That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last. 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart. 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength. 

But  on  his  grace  rely, 
That,  with  returning  wants,  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  sui^ply. 

4  O  guide  our  doul)tfid  feet  aright. 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways  ; 
And  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

Benjamin  Beddome. 
Tills  is  a  hymn  suitable  to  be  sung  on  the  occa- 
sion of  receiving  members  into  tlie  Church.  The 
docti-ine  taught  in  the  second  stanza  is  one  that 
needs  to  be  emphasized— viz.,  that  the  vow  is  a 
life-vow  of  obedience  to  Christ.  It  is  not  to  be 
taken  up  and  laid  aside  at  jileasure.  The  hack- 
blidcr  breaks  a  solemn  life-vow.    Some  seem  to 


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think  that  if  they  cease  to  become  Christians  and 
withdraw  from  the  Church,  no  harm  is  done— as  if 
the  vow  and  obligation  were  one  tiiat  might  be 
cast  aside  at  itleasure.  Not  so:  God  converts  no 
one — God  can  convert  no  one— on  any  other  condi- 
tion than  that  of  an  absolute  life-vow  of  faith  and 
obedience  to  him ;  and  if  this  vow  be  necessarily  for 
life,  surely  the  vow  taken  upon  joining  the  Church 
is  equally  binding  for  life.  The  latter  is  only  a 
Itublic  declaration  of  the  former,  taken  in  private 
10  God.  Only  those  will  desire  to  break  their 
Church -vow  who  have  alreadj'  committed  the 
greater  sin  of  breaking  their  vow  to  God. 

It  is  from  the  author's  Hymna  Adapted  to  Public 
Worship  or  Family  Devotion  (1818),  where  it  bears 
the  appropriate  title,  ^'■Joining  the  ChurchJ'^ 


75-1  CM.    D. 

OUR  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 
Cemented,  mixed  in  one. 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 
Our  hearts  have  burned  while  Jesus  spoke, 

And  glowed  with  sacred  fire. 
He   stopped,  and    talked,   and    fed,  and 
blessed. 
And  filled  th'  enlarged  desire. 

2  We're  soldiers  fighting  for  our  God, 

Let  trembling  cowards  fly ; 
"We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm,  and  fixed. 

With  Christ  to  live  and  die. 
Let  devils  rage,  and  hell  assail. 

We'll  fight  our  passage  through  ; 
Let  foes  unite,  and  friends  desert. 

We'll  seize  the  crown  in  view. 

0  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 
The  heavens  are  big  with  rjjin ; 
We  wait  to  catch  the  teeming  shower, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain : 

A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 

But  pour  the  mighty  flood ; 


0  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God ! 
4  And  when  tliou  mak'st  thy  jewels  uj), 

And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown — 
When  all  tliy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine. 

Proclaimed  by  thee  thine  own — 
]\Iay  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinnei*s,  saved  by  grace. 
From  glory  into  glory  changed. 

Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

William  Edward  Miller. 
This  hymn  was  written  in  l!^00.  It  is  based  on  Col. 
ii.  2:  "  That  their  hearts  might  be  comforted,  being 
knit  together  in  love."  Also  Luke  xxiv.  32:  "And 
they  said  one  to  another,  Did  not  our  hearts  l;urn 
within  us,  while  he  talked  with  us  by  the  way,  and 
while  he  opened  to  us  the  Scriptures?" 


755  c.  M.  D. 

LIFT  up  your  hearts  to  things  above. 
Ye  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb, 
And  join  with  us  to  praise  his  love. 

And  glorify  his  name. 
To  Jesus'  name  give  thanks  and  sing. 

Whose  mercies  never  end  : 
Rejoice !  rejoice !  the  Lord  is  King ! 
The  King  is  now  our  friend ! 
2  We  for  his  sake  count  all  things  loss, 
On  earthly  good  look  down  ; 
And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross, 

Till  we  receive  the  crown. 
O  let  us  stir  each  other  up. 

Our  faith  by  works  t'  approve, 
By  holy,  purifying  hope. 
And  the  sweet  task  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'■At  Parting  of  Christian  Friends  "  is  the  title  of 
this  in  the  author's  Hymns  ajtd  Sac7-ed  Poems, 
1749.    These  are  verses  one  and  two,  and  four  and 
five  from  a  hvmn  of  twelve  single  stanzas. 


SECTIOX  II. 

PRAYER. 


756  7s. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion  now  descend : 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way. 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
Tliat  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up, 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

Cy  Grant  tliat  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind; 
Ileal  the  sick,  the  captive  free; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

William  Hammond. 

Title:  "vl  Jli/mn  tnhr  Suvf/  at  Puhlir  Worshij).-^ 
From  tlio  aullifn's  Psalms,  Jfipnvs,  and  Spirihnd 
Songs,  niTi.  The  original  liyiiui  lias  eiKl>t  <lo»il)l(! 
stanzas.  The  author  wrote  line  four,  vcr.sc  Ave,  as 
follows : 

"  Sti-onjr  in  failli,  in  love  and  liojie;" 
He  wrote  in  vci.'-e  nix,  llm-  one,  "Mio.sp,  •who"  in- 
Ktea<l   fff  "all   may,"  and   in  lino   two,  "God  sin- 
cere;" inslea<l  of  "  graciou.s  (Io<l.*' 

(300) 


757  L.  M. 

BLEST  hour,  wlien  morUil  man  retires 
To  hold  comnmnion  with  his  God; 
To  send  to  Heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear ; 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 
And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

3  Blest  hour,  for  where  the  Lord  resorts, 

Foretiistes  of  future  bliss  are  given; 
And  mortiils  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

4  Hail,  peaceful  hour !  sujiremely  blest 

Amid  the  hours  of  worldly  care; 
The  hour  that  yields  the  spirit  rest. 
That  sacred  hour,  the  hour  of  prayer. 

5  And  when  my  hours  of  prayer  are  past. 

And  this  frail  tenement  decays. 

Then  may  I  sjiend  in  heaven  at  last 

A  never-ending  hour  of  praise, 

Thomas  Pa  (firs. 
This  hymn' is  said  lohave  a^pearctl  in  The  Amu  > 
let  in  1S28. 


758  c.  M. 

THERE  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 
Beneath  the  sliades  of  night ; 
Tiiere  is  an  ear  that  never  sluit-s, 
"When  sink  the  beams  of  light. 

2  There  is  an  arm  tliat  never  tires, 
AVhen  lunnan  strength  gives  way 
There  is  a  love  that  never  fjiils, 
When  earthly  loves  decay. 


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301 


3  That  eye  is  fixed  on  seraph  tlirongs ; 

That  arm  upholds  the  yky ; 
That  ear  is  filled  with  angel  songs ; 
That  love  is  throned  on  high. 

4  But  there's  a  power  which  man  can  wield, 

AVhen  mortiil  aid  is  vain, 
That  eye,  that  arm,  that  love  to  reach, 
That  listening  ear  to  gain. 

5  That  power  is  prayer,  which  soai-s  on  high. 

Through  Jesus,  to  the  throne, 
And  moves  the  hand  which  moves  the 
world, 
To  bring  salvation  down. 

JoJmAikman  Wallace. 
This  most  valuable  hymn  on  '■'■The  Efficacy  of 
Prayer'^  first  appeared  in  a  somewhat  diflfeient 
form  from   that  above  in  the  Scottish  Christian 
Herald,  in  1S39. 


759  CM.     R 

WHY,  dearest  Lord,  can  I  not  pray. 
And  why  am  I  not  free  ? 
Unmannerly  distractions  come, 

And  force  my  thoughts  from  thee. 
The  world  that  looks  so  dull  all  day 

Crowds  on  my  mind  at  prayer, 
And  plans  that  ask  no  thought  but  then 
AVake  up  and  meet  me  there. 

2  I  cannot  pray  ;  yet.  Lord,  thou  knowest 

The  pain  it  is  to  me 
To  have  my  vainly  struggling  thoughts 

Thus  torn  away  from  thee. 
Had  I,  dear  Lord,  no  pleasure  found 

But  in  the  thought  of  thee, 
Prayer  would  have  come  unsought,  and 
been 

A  truer  liberty. 

3  Yet  thou  art  often  present,  Lord, 

In  weak,  distracted  prayer ; 
A  sinner  out  of  heart  with  self 

Most  often  finds  thee  there. 
For  prayer  that  humbles  sets  the  soul 

From  all  illusions  free, 
And  teaches  it  how  utterly, 

Dear  Lord,  it  hangs  on  thee. 


4  My  Saviour,  why  should  I  comj^lain, 
And  why  fear  aught  but  sin  ? 
Distractions  are  but  outward  things, 

Thy  peace  dwells  far  within. 
These  surface  troubles  come  and  go 

Like  rufflings  of  the  sea ; 
The  deeper  depth  is  out  of  reach 
To  all,  my  God,  but  thee. 

Frederick  William  Fabcr. 
'■'Distractions  in  Prayer''^  is  tlie  title  of   this  m 
the  author's  Hymns  (published  in  various  editions 
from  1S48  to  ISSlj,  where  it  lias  fourteen  si:i;^le 
stanzas.    The  first  two  lines  of  the  original  read : 
"Ah  dearest  Lord !  I  cannot  pray, 
]My  fancj'  is  not  free." 
The  sixth  line  of  verse  one  reads: 

"  Glows  bright  on  me  at  prayer." 
Inverse  three,  line  one,  the  author  wi-ote  "oft 
most   present."      The    following    stanzas    of    tlie 
original  are  omitted  above: 

3  All  nature  one  full  fountain  seems 

Of  dreamy  siglit  and  sound, 
AVhich,  when  I  kneel,  breaks  up  its  deeps, 
And  makes  a  deluge  round. 

4  Old  voices  murmur  in  my  ear, 

New  hopes  start  into  life, 
And  past  and  futiire  gaily  blend 
In  one  bewitching  strife. 

5  My  very  flesh  has  restless  fits; 

My  changeful  limbs  conspire, 
"With  all  these  phantoms  of  the  minil. 
My  inner  self  to  tire. 

7  Sweet  Jesus !  teach  me  how  to  prize 

These  tedious  hours  when  F, 
Foolish  and  mute  before  thy  Face, 
In  helpless  worshiiJ  lie. 

8  Prayer  was  not  meant  for  luxury 

Or  selfish  pastime  sweet; 
It  is  the  prostrate  creature's  ])lace 
At  his  Creator's  feet. 

12  The  heart  that  on  self-sacrifice 
Is  covetously  bent, 
AVill  bless  thy  chastening  hand  that  makes 
Its  prayer  its  punishment. 


760  0.  M. 

SEE,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see, 
The  promised  blessing  give ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee, 
Expecting  to  receive. 


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2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  joined  ; 
AVe  wait  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here. 

But  O  tliyself  reveal ! 
Son  of  the  living  God,  appear! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feel. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day. 

And  these  dry  bones  shall  live; 
Speak  peace  into  our  hearts,  and  say, 
"  The  Holy  Ghost  receive." 

Charles  Wesley. 
^'■At  Meeting  of  Friends  "  is  the  author's  title  of 
this  in  his  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1749.    There 
are  four  additional  stanzas: 

5  Whom  now  we  seek,  O  may  wc  meet! 

Jesus  tlie  Crucified, 
Show  us  tliy  bleeding,  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  hast  died. 

6  Cause  us  the  record  to  receive; 

Speak,  and  the  tokens  show: 
*'  O  he  not  faithless,  but  believe 
In  me  who  died  for  you." 

7  Lord,  I  believe  for  me,  e'en  me, 

Thy  Avounds  Avere  opened  "wide; 
1  see  the  prints,  I  more  than  see 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  side. 

8  I  cannot  fear,  I  cannot  doubt, 

I  feel  the  sprinkled  blood; 
Let  every  soul  with  inc  cry  out, 
"Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God." 


761  S.M. 

THE  praying  spirit  breathe, 
The  watching  power  impart: 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 
Call  off  my  anxious  heart. 

2  My  feeble  mind  sustiiin. 

By  worldly  thouglits  oppressed  ; 
Aj>])ear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 
To  my  eternal  rest. 

3  Swift  to  my  rescue  come, 

Thinc!  own  tliis  moment  seize  ; 
Gatli(T  my  wand'ring  spirit  liome, 
And  keej)  in  i>erfect  peace. 

4  Suffered  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 


Arrest  the  pris'ner  of  thy  love. 
And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Title:  '■'•For  Believers  in  an  Hurry  of  Business.'' 
From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.    The  origi- 
nal hymn  contains  three  double  stanzas,  of  "which 
the  first  is  omitted: 

1  Help,  Lord,  the  bu3y  foe 

Is  as  a  flood  come  in ! 
Lift  up  a  standard,  and  o'erthixjw 

This  soul -distracting  sin: 
This  sudden  tide  of  care 

•Stem  by  that  bloody  tree, 
2s or  let  the  rising  torrent  bear 

My  soul  away  from  Thee. 


762  s.  M. 

OUR  Heavenly  Father,  hear* 
The  prayer  we  offer  now : 
Thy  name  be  hallowed  fiir  and  near ; 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfill 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply 

AVhile  by  thy  word  we  live ; 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 

From  Satan's  wiles,  defend ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour. 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine  shall  forever  be 

Glory  and  i)ower  divine  ; 
The  scepter,  throne,  and  majesty, 
Of  heaven  and  earth,  are  thine. 

G  Thus  humbly  taught  to  pray 
\W  thy  ])elovc'd  Son, 
Through  him  we  come  to  thee,  and  say, 
"All  for  his  sake  be  done." 

James  Montgomery. 
This  is  one  of  tlie  happiest  of  the  many  attempts 
made  to  ])iiL  tlic  Lord's  Prayer  into  a  hynni.  It  Is 
sui-l>assc<i  in  bievlty  an<l  conformity  to  the  origi- 
nal, by  tliat  of  Adoniram  .ludson  (see  No.  781), 
tlunigh  not  in  poetic  smoothness  and  beauty.  It  is 
from  the  author's  Christian  Psalmist,  1825. 


PRAYER. 


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763  s.  M. 

To  God  your  every  want 
In  instant  prayer  display : 
Pray  always ;  pray,  and  never  faint ; 
Pray,  without  ceasing,  pray. 

2  His  mercy  now  implore ; 

And  now  show  forth  his  praise ; 
In  shouts,  or  silent  awe,  adore 
His  miracles  of  grace. 

3  Pour  out  your  souls  to  God, 

And  bow  them  with  your  knees ; 
And  spread  your  hearts  and  hands  abroad, 
And  pray  for  Sion's  peace. 

4  Your  guides  and  brethren  bear 

Forever  on  your  mind ; 
Extend  the  arms  of  mighty  prayer 
In  grasping  all  mankind. 

Charles  Wesley. 

This  is  from  a  poem  of  sixteen  double  stanzas 
found  in  the  author's  Hymyis  and  Sacred  Poems, 
1749,  under  the  Scripture  title:  ''The  IfTioZe  Ar- 
mour of  God' ^  (Ephesians  vi.  13).  The  first  two 
stanzas  of  this  poem  are  found  in  the  hymn  be- 
ginning ''Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise."  The  above 
ai-e  the  second  half  of  the  twelfth,  the  second  half 
of  the  fourteenth,  and  the  fifteenth  stanza  entire. 


764  c.  M. 

SHEPHERD  Divine,  our  wants  relieve. 
In  this  our  evil  day : 
To  all  thy  tempted  foll'wers  give 
The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last. 

Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, 
0  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
In  never-ceasing  prayer ! 

3  The  spuit  of  interceding  grace, 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim  ; 
To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face. 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart, 

Till  thou  thyself  bestow. 
Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart — 
I  will  not  let  thee  go : — 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go  unless 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me, 


With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

G  Then  let  me,  on  the  mountiun  top, 
Behold  thy  open  foce  ; 
Where  faith  in  sight  is  swallowed  up, 
And  prayer  in  endless  i)raise. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'■Desiring  to  Pray"  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  au- 
thor's Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems.,  17-19.  Verses 
three,  four,  and  five  get  their  imagery  from  the 
wrestling  of  Jacob  with  the  angel  at  reuicl.  Gen. 
xxxii.  24-32. 


M 


765  c.  M. 

Y  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry  ; 
Thee  only  would  I  know ; 
Thy  purifying  blood  apply. 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow. 

2  Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean  ; 

Purge  my  iniquity : 
"Unless  thou  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee. 

3  But  art  thou  not  already  mine  ? 

Answer,  if  mine  thou  art ! 
Whisper  within,  thou  Love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart. 

4  Behold  !  for  me  the  Victim  bleeds, 

His  wounds  are  open  wide ; 
For  me  the  blood  of  sprinkling  pleads. 
And  speaks  me  justified. 

Charles  Wesley. 
"■After  a  Relapse  into  Sin"  is  the  title  of  this  in 
Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.  In  verse  one, 
line  three,  "Wesley  wrote  "  One  drop  of  blood  on 
me  let  fall"  instead  of  "Thy  purifying  blood  ap- 
ply."   The  original  hymn  has  twelve  stanzas. 


766 


L.  M. 


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HAT  various  hind'rances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  i)rayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 


2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  with- 
draw ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love  ; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 


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PliAYER. 


3  Restraining  prayer,  \ve  cease  to  light; 
Prayer  makes  tlie  Cliristian's  armor  briglit; 
And  Satan  treml)les  >vlien  he  sees 

Tlie  weakest  saint  upon  liis  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words?     All !  tliink  again  : 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
"With  the  sad  tile  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  Heaven  in  supi)lication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
*'  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 
William  Cow2)cr. 

^'■Exhortation  to  Prayer  ^^  is  the  title  to  this  in  the 
Olncy  Hijmua,  1779.  The  fourth  stanza  of  the 
original  is  oniitled: 

4  While  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
t^ucccss  was  found  on  I.^racl's  side; 
But  wlien  tlu-ough  weariness  they  failed, 
That  moment  Amalck  prevailed. 
Cowper  was  noted  for  his  power  in  public  prayer. 
Said  one  who  knew  him  well:  "Of  all  the  men  I 
ever  heard  pray,  no  one  equaled  Mr.  Cowi)er." 
One  who  knew  the  sweetness  of  closet  prayer,  as 
lie  did,  and  who  was  always  in  liis  i)lacc  at  the 
week-night  cottage  prayer-meetings  of  his  ])asto:', 
as  he  was,  might  be  expected  to  have  power  i.i 
])ublic  prayer. 


767  L.  M; 

FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blow;^, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat: 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet: 
It  is  the  blood-l)ought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  si)irits  blend, 
AVhere  friend  holds  fellowship  Mith  fri(>nd : 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  conimon  mercy-seat. 

4  Ah  !  whither  could  we  flee  for  ai<l, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayc>d  ; 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat. 
Had  Kulfering  saints  no  mercy-scat? 

5  There,  there  on  eagh?  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  pense  molest  no  more ; 


And  heaven  comes  down  our  souis  to  greet.. 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

JIuyh  Stoiccll. 
This  is  from  the  author's  Selection  of  Psalms 
and  Hymns  Suited  to  the  Services  of  the  Church 
of  EiKjUind,  1S3I.  In  verse  two,  line  four,  the  au- 
thor wrote  "blood-s/ai?ic</;"  in  verse  three,  line 
one,  "There  is  a  sjjot;^*  in  verse  five,  line  two, 
"And  time  and  sense  seem  all  no  more;  "  and  in  the 
last  line  "And"  instead  of  "AVhile."  The  last 
stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted: 

G  Oh!  may  my  hand  forget  her  skill. 
My  tongue  be  silent,  stifl",  and  still; 
My  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  i  forget  the  mercy-seat. 


768  L-  M. 

Jl^SUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  ti\ke  thee  to  their  Iiome. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Tliy  former  mercies  here  renew ; 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  j^rove  the  j>ower  of  i)rayer 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

lViUia7n  Cowper. 
,  The  cottage  prayer-meeting  conducted  by  New- 
ton and  ('owi)er  outgrew  the  capacity  of  the  room 
where  it  was  held.    In  17(>!)  it  was  moved  to  the 
"(treat  House,"  which  occasion  called  forth  this 
hymn  from  Cowper's  pen.    Its  title  in  the  Ohir>/ 
Collection  (1770)  is:  ^'■On  Opening  a  Place  for  So- 
cial Prayer y    Two  stanzas  are  omitted : 
5  r.chold  at  thy  comman<ling  word, 
>Ve  stretch  the  curtain  and  the  cord; 
Come  thou,  and  fill  this  wider  sjiace, 
And  bless  us  with  a  large  increase. 

C  T/ord,  we  arc  few,  but  Ihou  art  ncai-; 
Xor  short  thine  arm;  nor  <leaf  thine  eai-; 
Oh  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down  , 
And  make  a  tliousan<l  hearts  thine  own. 


PRAYER. 


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769  c.  M. 

PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered,  or  unexpressed ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  lire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast.  ' 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
AVhen  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech. 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air  ; 
Plis  watch-word  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice. 

Returning  from  his  ways. 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays !  " 

6  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way ! 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  : 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

James  Montgomery. 
This,  the  most  popular  of  all  Montgomery's 
hymns,  was  written  in  1818,  at  the  request  of  Rev. 
E.  Bickersteth,  for  his  Treatise  on  Prayer.  Its 
title  is,  '■'•What  is  Prayer  f  and  it  is  really  not  a 
hymn  proper,  but  a  didactic  poem  on  the  true  nat- 
ure of  pi-ayer.  The  last  stanza  alone  takes  the 
form  of  a  hymn  of  worship  and  serves  to  adapt  the 
whole  for  use  as  such  in  public  services  of  the 
Church.  The  author  says  he  received  directly  and 
indirectly  more  expressions  of  appreciation  of  this 
hymn  than  any  he  ever  wrote.  George  .John  Ste- 
venson, of  London,  author  of  a  companion  volume 
explanatory  and  illustrative  of  the  Wesleyan 
Hymn  Book,  has  an  autograph  copy  of  this  hymn 
which  the  poet  presented  to  him  not  long  before 
his  death. 


770  c.  M. 

inOUNTAIN  of  life,  to  all  below 
-L     Let  thy  salvation  roll ; 
Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow 
Every  believing  soul. 
20 


2  Into  that  happy  number,  Lord, 

Us  weary  sinners  take; 
Jesus,  fulfill  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 

And  we  shall  flow  to  thee. 
While  down  the  stream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art. 

Of  joy  the  swelling  flood  ; 
Wafted  by  thee,  with  willing  heart, 
We  swift  return  to  God. 

5  We  soon  shall  reach  the  boundless  sea. 

Into  thy  fullness  fell ; 
Be  lost  and  swallowed  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,  our  all  in  all. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'•'•Entering  into  the  Congregation''^  is  the  title  of 
this  in  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1742. 


771  c.  M. 

BEING  of  beings,  God  of  love. 
To  thee  our  hearts  w^e  raise ; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove. 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be ; 

Our  sacrifice  receive ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Heavenward  our  every  wish  aspires  : 

For  all  thy  mercy's  store 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requires 
Is,  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask  ;  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will : 
Turn,  and  beget  us,  Lord,  again  ; 
With  all  thy  fullness  fill ! 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ; 

So  shall  we  ever  live  and  move. 

And  be,  with  Christ  in  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 

From  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1739,  where  it 
bears  the  title  '•'•Grace  After  3fcai.^' 


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rPiAYER. 


772  1^.  M. 

/I  RKAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
\J    Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stiind  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest, 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 

Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God  ! 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties, 
Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  aivd  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  1  long,  to  thee  1  look, 
As  travelers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  E'en  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 

No  lasting  pleasure  can  afford  ; 
Yea,  'twould  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banished  from  thee,  Lord  ! 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  mj'  voice, 

While  1  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise: 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice. 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  da5^s. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Title:  '■'Louqing  After  God;  or.  The  Love  of 
(i(xl  Better  than  Life:'  First  published  in  1719. 
The  ail Uior  wrote  in  verse  four,  line  one, '"My" 
instead  of  "E'en;"  line  two,  "taste  of"  and 
'•oould"  instead  of  "lasting"  and  "can;"  line 
Huee,  "  'Twould  but "  instead  of  "  Yea,  'twould;  " 
line  four,  "  the  "  instead  of  "  thee."  The  original 
has  ciglit  stanzas.    This  lij  mn  is  based  on  Ps.  Ixiii. 


77.3  1...M.- 

IITII  FJiE  high  the  heavenly  temple  stinds, 
V  f    Tlie  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High  Priest  our  nature  wears, 
The  guardian  of  mankind  appears. 

2  He  who  for  men  in  mercy  stood. 

And  poured  on  earth  his  ])recious  blood, 
Pui-sues  in  iieaven  his  mighty  ])lan, 
Tlic  Saviour  and  the  Friend  <jf  man. 

3  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart, 
Tlie  Man  of  sorrows  had  a  jiart; 
He  symi>athiz('s  in  our  grief, 

And  U)  the  suff'rer  sends  relief. 

4  With  ])oldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  kn(»wn  ; 


And  ask  the  aids  of  heavenly  power. 

To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour! 

Michael  Bruce. 

Tlic  intercession  of  our  great  High  Priest  the 
ground  of  our  confidence  in  approadiing  a  throne 
of  heavenly  grace  is  the  thought  expressed  in  this 
hymn,  which  is  l)ased  on  Ileb.  iv.  14-1(>:  "Seeing 
then  that  Ave  have  a  great  high  priest,  that  is 
passed  into  the  heavens,  Jesus  the  Son  of  God,  let 
lis  hold  fast  our  profession.  For  we  have  not  a 
high  priest  whicli  cannot  be  toiiclicd  with  the  feel- 
ing of  our  infirmities;  but  was  in  all  points  tempt- 
ed like  as  we  are,  yet  without  sin.  Let  us  there- 
fore come  boldly  unto  the  throne  of  grace,  that  we 
may  obtain  mercy,  and  find  grace  to  help  in  time 
of  need."  This  hymn  in  the  fonuer  edition  of  the 
Hymn  Book  was  wrongly  accredited  to  Logan. 


774  L.  M. 

PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give : 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray ; 
They  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress; 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay  ; 
If  guilt  deject ;  if  sin  distress  ; 

In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 

3  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak : 

Though  thought  be   broken,  language 
lame. 
Pray,  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak  ; 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  him  ;  thou  Ciinst  not  fail ; 

IMake  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 
Fear  not;  his  merits  must  prevail : 

Ask  Init  in  faitli,  it  shall  be  done. 

J(>se]>h  Hart. 
'•'•Pray  Without  CeasiiUf"'  is  the  author's  title  of 
this  in  the  Appendix  to  ITarVs  Ilymnson  Various 
Subjects,  1702.  It  is  based  upon  1  Tliess.  v.  17: 
"  I'ray  witliout  ceasing."  The  autlior  wrote  in 
veisc  one,  line  one,  "was"  instead  of  "is;"'  line 
four.  "For  only  wliile  they  ])ray "  instead  of 
"Tliey  learn  to  pray  when  first;''  inverse  two, 
line  four,  "Tiie  remedy's  before  thee,"  instead  of 
"In  every  case  still  watch  and;''  in  verse  four, 
line  four,  "Ask  what  thou  Milt"  instead  of  "Ask 
but  in  faith."     Two  stanzas  arc  omitted: 


2  Tlie  Christian's  heart  his  prayer  indites 
lie  speaks  as  jtrompted  from  within, 
The  Spirit  his  ]>etilion  writes: 
Antl  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 


i 


PRAYER. 


307 


3  And  wilt  thou  in  dead  silence  lie, 

When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  thy  prayer' 
My  soul,  thou  hast  a  Friend  on  high. 
Arise,  and  try  thy  interest  there. 


775  c.  M. 

COME  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 
Possession  of  thine  own  ; 
My  longing  heart  vouchsafe  to  make 
Thy  everlasting  throne. 
2  Assert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  right, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
And  sink  me  to  perfection's  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 
One  of  seven  hymns  found  in  Hymns  ayid  Sa- 
cred Poems,  1749,  under  the  title  '■'■After  a  Becov- 
ery.^^  The  original  contains  eighteen  stanzas,  the 
above  being  the  last  two.  It  begins, '' O  my  Ad- 
vocate above."  In.  the  first  line  the  author  wrote 
"Come  quickly  then,  mi/ Lord,"  and  in  the  first 
line  of  verse  two  "  receive  thy  right." 


776 


C.  M. 


I 


0  BLESSED,  blessed  sounds  of  grace. 
Still  echoing  in  my  ear ! 
Glad  is  the  hour,  and  loved  the  place- 
But  whence  my  sudden  fear  ? 

2  What  if  a  sternly  righteous  doom 

Have  sealed  this  call  my  last  ? 
Before  me  sickness — death — a  tomb  ; 
Behind,  th'  unpardoned  past. 

3  My  Sabbath  suns  may  all  have  set, 

My  Sabbath  scenes  be  o'er ; 
The  place,  at  least,  where  we  are  met, 
May  know  my  steps  no  more. 

4  The  prophet  of  the  cross  may  ne'er 

Again  preach  peace  to  me ; 
The  voice  of  interceding  prayer 
A  farewell  voice  may  be. 

5  But,  Saviour,  canst  thou  say, "  Farewell? 

Or,  Holy  Spirit,  thou? 
Or  must  I  leave  thy  house  for  hell  ? 

0  save  me,  save  me  now  ! 

6  "While  yet  the  life-proclaiming  word 

Doth  through  my  conscience  thrill, 
Breathe  life  ;  and  lo !  divinely  stirred, 

1  can  repent,  I  will. 

William  Maclardie  Bunting. 


"This,"  says  George  John  Stevenson,  "•  is  one  of 
those  graceful  compositions  from  the  pen  of  the  ac- 
complished William  M.  Bunting,  with  the  title, 
'■Hymn  After  Sermon  on  Sunday  Erenincf.^  Mow 
often  tliat  devout  man  of  God  relieved  his  mind  on 
the  Sabbath,  Avheu  the  heart  was  full  of  the  love  of 
God,  by  writing  a  hymn  I"  There  are  two  addi- 
tional stanzas  in  the  original. 


777  -  s.  M. 

JESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 

2  Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do. 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 

4  A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 
The  consecrated  cross. 

5  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye. 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 

6  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

Charles  Wesley. 
"v4  Poor  Sinner''  is  the  title  of  the  original 
poem  of  seven  double  stanzas  from  which  this  is 
taken  and  which  is  found  in  Psalms  and  Hymns, 
1741.  The  above  are  the  first,  third,  and  fourth 
stanzas. 

778  8S&7S.    D. 

COME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee : 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art- 
Dear  Desire  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 


308 


PRAYER. 


2  Born  thy  i>eople  to  deliver ; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring: 
By  thine  own  Eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-pufiicient  merit, 

Raiiie  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Vnnltcrcd  and  entire  lioni  the  author's  Hymns 
/or  the  Xadviti/  of  Our  Lord,  1744.     "^The  Desire 
uf  all  nations  bliall  come."    Ilaggai  li.  7. 


0 


4  /9  ^-  ^i- 

!MAY  thy  powerful  word 
Inspire  a  feel)le  worm 
To  rush  into  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  take  it  as  by  storm ! 

2  O  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  given, 
To  seize  the  crown  of  perfect  love, 
And  scale  the  mount  of  heaven  ! 
Charles  Wesley. 
'^The  KiiKjdom  of  Heaven  Suffereth  Violence''^ 
IS  the  title  of  tlii.s  in  the  author's  Short  Scripture 
Hymns,  17G2.    It  is  based  on  Matt.  xi.  12:  "And 
from  the  days  of  John  the  Baptist  until  now  the 
kingdom  of  heaven  suQereih  violence,  and  the  vio- 
lent lake  it  hv  foifc." 


780  c.  M. 

TI I  I'^RE  is  no  sorrow,  Lord,  too  light 
To  bring  in  prayer  to  thee ; 
Tliere  is  no  anxious  care  too  slight 
To  wake  tliy  symi)athy. 

2  Thou  who  hast  trod  the  thorny  road 

Wilt  share  each  small  distress; 
The  love  which  l)ore  the  greater  load 
Will  not  refuse  the  less. 

3  There  is  no  secret  sigh  we  breathe 

But  meets  thine  ear  divine ; 
And  every  cross  grows  light  ])cneath 
The  shadow,  Lonl,  of  thine. 

4  Life's  ills  without,  sin's  strife  witliin. 

The  heart  would  overflow, 
But  for  that  love  which  died  for  sin, 
Tiiat  love  which  wcjtt  with  woe. 

Jatic  Crcwdson. 


The  author  of  this  tender  hymn  Avas  an  invalid 
for  many  years  before  she  died,  and  through  "'  fel- 
lowship of  suflering"  was  prepared  to  write  for 
the  comfort  of  other  suffering  ones.  Only  trial, 
pain,  an«l  sorrow  can  wring  out  of  the  human  heart 
a  song  like  this.  It  was  written  in  1800.  The  fir>t 
verse  has  been  changed.  As  originally  written  it 
was: 

"There's  not  a  grief,  however  light. 

Too  light  for  sympathy; 
There's  not  a  care,  however  slight, 
Ttto  slight  to  bring  to  thee.'' 
And  in  verse  two,  line  three,  she  wrote: 

"  For  he  who  bore  the  greater  load.'' 
The.>e  alterations  Avere  probably  made  by  Dr. 
Benjamin  Hall  Kennedy,  Head  Master  of  Shrews- 
bury School,  and  President  of  the  Royal  College  of 
Precei.tors.  In  ISOO  he  edited  the  Psalter  in  En- 
glish verse. 


781 


C.  M. 


0 


UR  Father,  God,  who  art  in  heaven. 
All  hallowed  be  thy  name  ; 

Thy  kingdom  come;  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 


2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread ; 

And  as  we  those  forgive 
AVho  sin  against  us,  so  may  we 
Forgiving  grace  receive. 

3  Into  temptiition  lead  us  not; 

From  evil  si't  us  free ; 
And  thine  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power 
And  glory,  ever  be. 

AOoniram  Jndson. 

Almost  any  hymn  by  this  saintly  and  apostolic 
missionary  would  be  entitled  to  a  ]ilace  in  the 
liymnals  of  the  (  hristian  (lunch.  But  authorshii) 
and  intrinsic  merit  alike  unite  l(»  gi\e  this  a  i)lace 
in  this  collection.  This  exquisite  versillcation  of 
the  Lord's  Prayer  is  dated  by  the  author,  •*  Prison, 
Ava,  March,  1S25.''  It  was  written  while  he  was  a 
l)risoner  at  Ava,  in  Burmah,  undergoing  the  most 
cruel  privations,  suffering  the  agonies  of  disease, 
and  in  daily  peril  of  a  savage  tleath.  The  hymn 
contains  but  sixty-eight  words.  Dr.  Judson  him- 
self says  it  is  comprised  in  fewer  words  than  the 
original  (ireek,and  in  only  two  more  than  the  com- 
mon English  version.  (Sec  Matt.  vi.  0-13.)  About 
tile  same  time  that. Judson  was  putting  the  Tx)nr3 
Prayer  into  verse  in  far-off  Burmah,  Montgomery 
was  doing  the  same  thing  at  his  cjuit't  home  in  Shef- 
fleld.  England.  (Sec  No.  702.)  Both  hymns  are 
ilated  1S25. 


f 


PRAYER. 


309 


782  7.. 

COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare; 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer : 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray. 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King  : 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin : 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ! 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt. 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast: 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

John  Xewton. 
Title:  '^  Ask  what  I  shall  give  thee,'^  1  Kings  iii. 
5.    The  last  three  stanzas  have  been  omitted: 

5  As  the  image  in  the  glass 
Answers  the  beholder's  face; 
Thus  nnto  my  heart  appear, 
Print  thine  own  resemblance  there. 

6  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

7  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do; 
Ever}-  hour  my  strength  renew; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 
"This  hymn,"  says  George  John  Stevenson, 
"owes  much  of  its  present  popularity  to  the  fact 
tliat  for  some  years  Pastor  C.  H,  Spurgeon  used  to 
have  the  first,  or  second,  or  both  those  verses, 
]>laintively  chanted  Sabbath  after  Sabbath,  just 
before  he  ofl'ered  the  prayer  with  his  congregation. 
In  this  way  tens  of  thousands  of  persons  have 
learned  it,  and  once  learned  it  is  never  likely  to  be 
forgotten."    It  is  from  tlie  Olncy  Collection,  1779. 


783  7s. 

LORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow : 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face. 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 
Ah!  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name 


Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold. 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold. 
Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy : 
That  poor  rebel.  Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  sinner,  near  despair. 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer ; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free : 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  INIany  days  have  passed  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen  ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now ! 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

G  Tliou  hast  helped  in  every  need ; 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead : 
After  so  much  mercy  past. 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

7  No  ;  I  must  maintain  my  hold  ; 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold; 
I  can  no  deniid  take, 
When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

Joh7i  Ketvton. 
Titlc:"3ra^,  I  cannot  let  thee  go.''  Baseil  on 
Genesis  xxxii.  24-27:  "And  Jacob  was  left  alone; 
and  there  wrestled  a  man  with  him  until  the 
breaking  of  the  day.  .  .  .  And  he  said.  Let  me 
go,  for  the  day  breaketh.  And  he  said,  I  Avill  not 
let  thee  go,  except  thou  bless  me.  And  he  said 
unto  him,  Wliat  is  thy  name?  And  he  said,  Jacob." 
From  the  Olney  Collection^  1779. 


784 


/S. 


THEY  wlio  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place ; 
If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness  or  our  health, 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth. 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail. 
When  the  foes  of  life  prevail, 
'Tis  the  time  for  earnest  prayer ; 
God  is  present  everyMhere. 


310 


PRAYER. 


4  Then,  my  ssoiil,  in  every  strait 
To  thy  Father  come  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer ; 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

Oliver  Ilohlcn.    (Alt.) 
Title:  "(Secret  Prayer y  It  appeared  in  The  Union 
Harmony  in  17H:^  with  the  signature  "  II."    It  is  an 
alteration  t)f  a  liynui  of  six  stanzas,  L.  M.,  begin- 
ning: 

"All  those  who  seek  a  throne  of  grace." 
Some  of  the  pieces  signed  "  II."  appear  in  a  later 
edition  credited  to  Ilolden,  and  it  is  tlierefore  very 
safely  concluded  that  Ilolden  is  the  author  of  this 
also.  He  is  most  favorably  known  to  the  Christian 
world  as  the  author  of  one  of  llie  grandest  and  no- 
blest tunes  ever  Avritten  for  congregational  sing- 
ing—"■  Coronation."  But  one  who  can  write  of 
l>rayer  and  of  God's  omnii)resence  as  the  author  of 
the  above  liymn  does,  proves  himself  to  be  a  Chris- 
tian and  a  poet  as  well  as  the  composer  of  one  of 
our  Quest  tunes. 


785  Vs. 

LIGHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire. 
Love  divine,  thyself  impart; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 
Shine  in  every  drooping  heart. 

2  Every  mournful  sinner  cheer; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Son  of  God,  api)ear !  appear ! 
To  thy  human  temples  come. 

3  Come  in  this  accepted  hour: 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in: 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power. 
Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin. 

4  Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less : 
Be  thou  all  our  hearts'  desire, 
All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'•'■For  those  that  'ivait  for  full  RedemjMoii'"  is  the 
title  of  this  in  ITyians  and  Sacred  Poems^  1749. 
The  author  wiote  ''Thou  art"  instead  of  "Be 
thou"  in  vci-se  two,  line  seven.  The  third  stanza 
ih  oinilled: 

8  Wlutm  but  Tlu'C  have  we  in  heaven 
Wliom  have  we  on  eaitli  but  Thee? 
Only  Thou  to  us  be  given, 

All  besides  is  vanity: 
(irant  us  love,  we  ask  no  more, 

Kvery  other  gift  remove; 
rieasuie,  lame,  and  wj'alth,  and  i)ower, 
.Still  we  all  enjoy  in  love. 


786  c.  M. 

C0:ME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God  in  persons  three, 
Bring  back  the  heavenly  blessing  lost, 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thy  fiivor,  and  thy  nature  too, 

To  me,  to  all  restore : 
Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  us  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  righteousness, 

Disi)lay  thy  beams  divine. 
And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

4  Light,  in  thy  light,  O  may  I  see. 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove ! 
Revived,  and  cheered,  and  blessed  by  thee, 
The  God  of  i)ard'ning  love. 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconciled. 

G  That  all-comprising  peace  bestow 
On  me,  through  grace  forgiven : 
The  joys  of  holiness  below. 
And  then  the  joys  of  heaven ! 

Chailes  Wesley. 
'■'•The  Lord  Bless  thee  a)id  Keep  thee''''  is  the  title 
of  this  hymn  which  is  taken  from  the  author's 
Short  Scripture  Ifymns.,  ITCri,  and  is  based  on  the 
Old  Testament  benediction  found  in  Numbers  vi. 
23-2G:  "On  thiswise  ye  shall  bless  the  children  of 
Israel,  saying  unto  them.  The  I.ortl  ble^s  thee,  and 
keep  thee;  the  Lord  make  his  face  shine  upon  thee, 
and  be  gracious  unto  thee;  the  Lord  lift  up  his 
countenance  upon  thee,  and  give  thee  peace." 


787  s-s  ct  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plant^ition, 
( irant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance. 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
l/ost,  for  want  of  thy  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 


PRAYER. 


311 


3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  plant  looked  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished — 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen. 

4  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see  : 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

John  Newton. 
"  Prayer  for  a  Revival "  is  the  title  of  this  \\y\i\\\ 
in  the  Olney  Collection,  1779.  Ts.  Lxxxv.  G:  "Wilt 
thou  not  revive  us  again:  that  thy  people  may  re- 
joice in  thee?  "  IIos.  xiv.  7:  "  They  shall  revive  as 
the  corn."  The  last  t\vo  stanzas  have  been  omit- 
ted, with  loss  to  the  hymn  : 

5  Dearest  Saviour  I  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again; 
O  i)ermit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  oiir  hopes  be  vain. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power; 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 

To  revive  thy  Ayork  afresh. 
"  It  is  singular  that  no  one  has  remarked  the  im- 
agery of  this  hymn.  The  man  who  wrote  it  was 
formerly  employed  in  planting  lime  and  lemon 
trees  upon  his  master's  plantation  at  the  mouth  of 
the  Sherbro  Kiver,  in  Africa.  AVhen  the  slips  that 
he  had  set  in  the  groimd  were  'no  higher  than  a 
young  gooseberry  bush,'  his  master  sneeringly 
said  to  him:  "Who  knows  but  by  the  time  these 
trees  grow  up  and  bear,  you  may  go  home  to  En- 
gland, obtain  the  command  of  a  shii>,  and  leturn 
to  reap  the  fruit  of  your  labors?  We  see  strange 
things  sometimes  happen.'  It  was  meant,  and 
understood,  as  a  contemptuoiis  speech,  but  John 
Newton  really  did  return,  in  command  of  a  ship, 
and  with  some  hope  of  heaven  in  his  heart,  and  saw 
these  same  trees  grown  to  stature  and  bearing 
fruit." 


,788  s.  M. 

COME  to  the  morning  prayer, 
Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray  ; 
Prayer  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  staff. 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon,  beneath  the  Rock 

Of  ages,  rest  and  pray  ; 
Sweet  is  the  shelter  from  the  heat, 
"When  smites  the  sun  by  day. 

3  At  evening,  shut  thy  door, 

Round  the  home  altar  pray  ; 


And  flnding  there  tlie  house  of  God 
With  player  thus  close  the  day. 

4  AVhen  midnight  veils  our  eyes, 
O  it  is  sweet  to  say, 
"  I  sleep,  but  my  lieart  waketh.  Lord, 
AVith  thee  to  watch  and  pray." 

James  Montgomery . 
This  is  a  bright,  enlivening  hymn  of  invitation  to 
prayer  suitable  to  family-Avorship  and  social  meet- 
ings. The  last  line  of  the  third  stanza  in  the  orig- 
inal is:  '■'•At  heaven's  gale  close  the  day."  This 
third  stanza  had  a  striking  application  to  the  au- 
thor's own  death.  The  day  before  he  died  he  had 
appeared  as  well  as  usual.  In  the  evening  worship 
at  the  home  altar  he  led  in  piayer  Avith  an  earnest- 
ness and  pathos  that  excited  special  attention. 
The  next  morning  he  Avas  found  insensible  upon 
the  floor,  and  during  the  day  quietly  breathed  his 
last.  HoAV  literally  verified  Avas  his  hymn: 
"At  evening,  shut  thy  dooi', 

Round  the  home  altar  pray; 
And,  finding  there  the  house  of  God, 
At  heaven's  gate  close  the  day." 


789  L-  M. 

SWEET   hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of 
prayer. 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care. 
And  bids  me,  at  my  Father's  throne. 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known : 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief. 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief. 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare. 
By  thy  return,  sAveet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 
Thy  Avings  shall  my  petition  bear 

To  Him,  whose  truth  and  feithfulness 
Engage  the  Avaiting  soul  to  bless : 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 
May  I  thy  consolation  share. 

Till,  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 
I  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight: 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise, 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize ; 


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PRAYER. 


And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 
"Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer!" 

WilUajii  W.  Wal/ord. 

Mr.  Butterworth,  in  his  Story  of  the  Hymns, 
says:  ''This  hymn  was  written  by  Kev.  Mr.  Wal- 
fonl,  an  English  blind  preacher;  and  was  given  to 
the  pnblic  in  1849." 

The  second  stanza  of  the  original  is  omitted  above : 

2  Sweet  hour  of  ])rayer,  sweet  honr  of  prayer, 
Thy  joy  I  feel,  the  bliss  1  share, 
Of  those  whose  anxious  spirits  burn 
"With  strong  desire  for  thy  return; 
With  such  I  hasten  to  the  place 
Where  God,  my  Saviour,  shows  his  face. 
And  gladly  take  my  station  there, 
To  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


790  8s  &  4. 

"II  fY  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet, 
ItI  From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  star. 
As  tliat  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet. 
The  hour  of  i)rayer  ? 

2  Blest  is  tliat  tran(]uil  liour  of  morn, 
And  blest  that  solemn  hour  of  eve, 
Wlicn,  on  tlie  wings  of  prayer  upborne. 
The  world  I  leave. 


3  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed ; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven  ; 
Tlien  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude 
With  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  No  words  can  teTl  what  sweet  relief 

Here  for  my  every  want  I  find  ; 
What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief. 
What  peace  of  mind. 

5  Hushed  is  each  doubt,  gone  every  fear  • 

]\ry  spirit  seems  in  heaven  to  stay ; 
And  e'en  the  i)enitential  tear 
Is  wiped  away. 

6  Lord,  till  I  reach  that  blissful  shore, 

No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be, 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 
In  prayer  to  thee. 

Charlolte  Elliott. 
'■^Thc  IToKr  of  Prayer''^  is  the  author's  title  of 
this  beautiful  hymn.  It  was  written  in  1834,  and 
was  lirst  iniblished  in  the  Appendix  of  the  Inva- 
lid's  Hymn  Book,  edition  of  1835.  The  third  stanza 
of  the  original  is  omitted  above: 

3  For  then  a  I)ay-si)ring  shines  on  me, 
Briglilei-  than  morn's  otlu'ieal  glow; 
And  richer  dews  descend  from  thee 
Than  earth  can  know. 


PART  III. 
FOR  DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

SECTION  I. 

THE  FAMILY. 


791  L-  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part ; 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing, 
High  praise  to  the  eternal  King. 

3  Glory  to  Thee,  who  safe  hast  kept. 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Thomas  Ken. 
This  is  a  part  of  Bishop  Ken's  famous  ^'•Morn-. 
ing  Hymn,"  the  original  of  which  contains  fo\ir- 
teen  stanzas.  This  and  its  companion,  the  no  less 
admired  Evening  and  Midnight  Hymns  (sec  Xos. 
800  and  821),  enjoy  the  enviable  distinction  of  hav- 
ing furnished,  at  least  in  English-speaking  coun- 
tries, The  Doxology  of  the  Christian  Church. 
These  two  hymns,  it  is  interesting  to  note,  were 
originally  written  for  the  iise  of  the  students  in 
Winchester  College.  As  early  as  1G74  Bishop  Ken 
published  a  Manual  of  Prayers  for  the  Use  of  the 
Scholars  of  Winchester  College.     This  book  had 


gone  through  thirty-two  editions  by  1799.  The 
earliest  edition  that  contained  the  above  three 
hymns  was  that  of  1G95.  In  this  work  he  thus 
counsels  the  young  men :  '■'•  Be  sure  to  sing  the  Morn- 
ing and  Evening  Hymns  in  your  chamber,  devout- 
ly remembering  that  the  Psalmist  upon  happy  ex- 
perience assures  yoii  that  it  is  a  good  thing  to  tell 
of  the  loving-kindness  of  the  Lord  early  in  the 
morning  and  of  his  truth  in  tlie  night  season." 
These  hymns  seem  first  to  have  been  printed  on 
sheets  of  paper  and  sent  to  each  student's  room. 

The  author  used  to  sing  this  hymn  every  morn- 
ing upon  waking,  playing  the  accompaniment 
with  his  lute.  In  obedience  to  his  expressed  wish, 
when  he  died  he  was  biiried  at  sunrise,  and  the 
singing  of  this  hymn  was  almost  the  only  cei'e- 
mony  that  took  place.  He  is  buried  in  the  church- 
yard at  Frome,  under  the  east  window  of  the 
church,  and  nothing  but  a  simple  iron  railing 
marks  his  resting-place.  But  one  who  is  embalmed 
in  the  aflections  of  the  Christian  Church,  as  he  is, 
needs  no  marble  shaft  to  perpetnate  his  memory 
or  to  mark  his  resting-place  as  long  as  his  grand 
doxology  shall  continue  to  be  sung  the  world  around. 


792  L.  M. 

NEW  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove ; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies  each  returning  day. 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray  ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

3  If  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find. 

New  treasures  still  of  countless  price 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

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3U 


THE  FAMILY. 


4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Will  furnish  all  we  ought  to  a?k, — 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 

5  Only,  0  Lord,  in  thy  dear  love 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above ; 
And  help  us  this,  and  every  day, 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 

John  Kcble. 
'■'Morning"'  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  author's 
Christian  Ycar^  1827.  It  comprises  verses  six, 
seven,  eight,  fourteen,  and  sixteen  of  a  poem  of 
sixteen  stanzas.  It  is  based  upon  Lam.  iii.  22,  23: 
*'  His  compassions  fail  not.    They  are  new  every 


793  c-  M- 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye,— 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone. 

To  plead  for  all  liis  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  sUmd  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort. 

To  tast<:^  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  fretiucnt  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 
ISIake  every  path  of  duty  straight, 

And  plain  before  my  face. 

Isaac  Watts. 
'•'■For  the  Lord's  Dai/  Morning''^  is  the  title  of 
this  in  Tlic  Psalms  of  David,  Imitated  in  the  Lan- 
{fuaf/e  of  th/'  Xew  Testament^  1719.  This  is  Watts's 
renilering  of  Ps.  v.  3-8:  "My  voice  thou  shalt  hear 
in  the  n«orninf?,0  Lord;  in  themorninf;  will  I  direct 
my  j)«ayer  unto  thee,  and  Avill  look  up.  For  thou 
art  not  a  fiofl  that  hath  pleasure  in  wickedness; 
neither  hliall  evil  dwell  with  thee.  The  foolish 
Kh.ill  not  stand  in  thy  si^dit:  thou  hatrst  all  work- 
■<is  of  ini(|uity.  Thou  slialt  destroy  thcni  that 
sj.cak  Icasiu^:  the  Lonl  will  al)hor  tlie  Moody  and 
deceilful  man.    But  as  for  me,  I  \yi!lcome  into  thy 


house  in  the  multitude  of  thy  mercy;  and  in  thy 
fear  will  I  worship  toward  thy  holy  temple.  Lead 
me,  O  Loiti,  in  thy  righteousness  because  of  mine 
enemies;  make  thy  wav  straight  before  mv  face." 


794  s.  M. 

WE  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
0  Day-Star  from  on  high ! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

2  0  let  thy  orient  beams 

The  night  of  sin  disperse, 

The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice 

"Which  shade  the  universe! 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now ! 

How  dark  and  sad  before ! 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  0  may  no  gloomy  crime 

Pollute  the  rising  day  ; 
Or  Jesus'  blood,  like  evening  dew, 
"Wash  all  its  stains  away  ! 

5  May  we  this  life  improve. 

To  mourn  for  errors  past ; 
And  live  this  short  revolving  day 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 

G  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit — One  in  Three — 

Be  glory  ;  as  it  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  forever  be. 

John  Wesley. 

This  '■'■Morning  Hymn''''  is  found  in  a  Collection 
of  Psalms  and  Hymns  published  by  John  Wesley 
in  1741.  The  authorshij)  of  this  hymn  is  uncertain. 
We  follow  the  editors  of  the  Hymnal  of  the  Meth- 
odist Episcopal  Church,  wHo  accredit  it  to  John 
Wesley— perhaps  on  the  ground  that  it  isonly  lialf- 
rliynied,  which  poetic  blemish  is  not  true  of  any 
stanza  known  to  have  been  written  by  Cliarles 
Wesley.  The  celebrated  "/^joxoi  rs/  umbra  7)cj  " 
of  Plato  may  have  suggested  the  beautiful  tliought 
contained  in  the  third  line  of  the  first  stanza. 


795 

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ursues  his  shining  way, 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  pra 
"With  every  bright'ning  ray. 


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THE  FAMILY. 


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2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Its  heavenly  Parent  sing  ; 
And  to  its  great  Original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 

Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near ! 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 

And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 

A  long  eternity. 

Elizabeth  Scott. 

'•'A  Morning  Hymn''  is  the  title  of  this  in  the 
author's  manuscript  volume  of  Poems,  1740.  These 
verses  are  taken  from  an  original  of  nine  stanzas. 
The  hymn  begins: 

"Awake,  my  drowsy  soul ; " 
In  the  fii-st  stanza,  line  one,  the  author  wrote 
"  Mounting  Sun  "  instead  of  "  morning  sun."    She 
also  wrote  the  first  two  lines  of  verse  four  as  fol- 
lows: 

"  Thus,  then  my  Life  anew. 
Lord,  I  Devote  to  Thee." 


796  c.  M. 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound, — 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits. 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame. 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ! 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline. 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

Isaac  Watts. 
Title:  '''A  Morning  Song.^^  From  Hymns  and 
Spiritual  So7igs^  1707.  The  author  wrote  inverse 
one,  line  four,  '-rolls"  instead  of  '••rules;"  anil  in 
verse  four,  line  one.  "Dear  "  instead  of  "  O."  Two 
stanzas  are  omitted: 


•t  On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  miglit  treail, 
And  I  could  ueer  withstand. 
Thy  justice  might  have  crushed  me  dead, 
But  mercy  held  thine  hand. 

5  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled. 
Since  the  last  setting  sun. 
And  yet  thou  lengthenest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 


797  c.  M. 

GIVER  and  guardian  of  my  sleep, 
To  praise  thy  name  I  wake : 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helpless  servant  keep, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

2  The  blessing  of  another  day 

I  thankfully  receive : 
O  may  I  only  thee  obey, 
And  to  thy  glory  live ! 

3  Uj^on  me  lay  thy  miglity  hand, 

3Iy  words  and  thoughts  restrain  ; 
Bow  my  whole  £Oul  to  thy  command, 
Nor  let  my  faith  be  vain. 

4  Pris'ner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 

Which  shall  salvation  bring ; 
When  all  I  am  shall  own  thy  jx>wer. 
And  call  my  Jesus  King. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■''At  Waking  ^^  is  the  title  of  this  in  Hymns  and 
Sacred  Poems,  17i2,  being  the  first,  second,  fifth, 
and  sixth  stanzas  of  a  hvmn  of  fourteen  stanzas. 


798  c.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  day ; 
Unfold  thy  drowsy  eyes. 
And  burst  the  pond'rous  chain  that  loads 
Thme  active  faculties. 

2  God's    guardian    shield    was    round    me 

spread 
In  my  defenseless  sleep  : 
Let  him  have  all  my  waking  hours 
Who  doth  my  slumbers  keep. 

3  Pardon,  0  God,  my  former  sloth, 

And  arm  my  soul  with  grace ; 
As  rising  now,  I  seal  my  vows 
To  prosecute  thy  ways. 


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THE  FAMILY. 


4  Brij:ht  Sun  of  righteousness  arise ; 
Thy  radiant  beams  display, 
And  guide  my  dark,  bewildered  soul. 
To  everlasting  day. 

PJiilip  Doddridge. 
"-4  Morning  Hymn  to  he  Used  at  Aivakening 
and  Rising  "  is  the  title  which  the  aiutlior  gave  to 
this  hymn.  It  is  said  that  it  was  liis  custom  to  rise 
every  morning  at  five  o'clock  and  begin  the  day  by 
singing  this  hymn  as  an  act  of  devotion.  Stanzas 
three,  four,  and  five  of  the  original  are  omitted: 

3  The  Work  of  each  immortal  Soul- 

Attentive  Care  demands; 
Think,  then,  what  painful  Labors  wait 
The  faithful  Pastor's  Hands. 

4  My  moments  fly  with  winged  Pace, 

And  swift  mj- Hours  are  hurled; 
And  Death,  with  rapid  March,  comes  on, 
T'  unveil  th'  eternal  World. 

5  I  for  this  Hour  must  give  Account, 

Before  God's  awful  Throne: 
Let  not  this  Hour  neglected  pass. 
As  Thousands  more  have  done. 
From  the  author's  Hymns,  1755. 


799  c.  M. 

OCX)D,  who  madest  earth  and  sky, 
The  darkness  and  the  day, 
Give  ear  to  this  thy  femily, 
And  help  us  when  we  pray  ! 

2  For  wild  the  waves  of  bitterness 

Around  our  vessel  roar, 
And  heavy  grows  the  pilot's  heart. 
To  view  the  rocky  shore ! 

3  The  cross  our  [Master  bore  for  us 

For  him  we  fain  would  bear ; 
But  mortal  strength  to  weakness  turns. 
And  courage  to  despair. 

4  Then,  mer(*y  on  our  failings.  Lord  ! 

Our  sinking  faith  renew  ; 
And  when  thy  sorrows  visit  us, 
O  send  thy  patience  too ! 

Reginald  Hcbcr. 
Fvom  Hymjis  Written  ajid  Adapted  to  the  Weekly 
Church  Service  of  the  Year^  1827.    This  hymn  is 
not  found  in  any  other  modern  Church  collection. 


800  i^M. 

ALL  j)rais('  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keey)  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 


2  Forgive,  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  0  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose. 

And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close — 
Sleep,  that  may  me  more  vig'rous  make, 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Thomas  Ken. 
This  is  IJishop  Ken's  iamoxis'-'-  Evening  Hymn.,'''' 
which,  with  his  no  loss  famous  '■^^fnrning  Jfymn^"* 
ai)i)eared  in  his  Manual  of  Prayers  in  Ui95,  The 
original  contains  twelve  stanzas,  of  which  the 
above  arc  the  first  four  and  the  twelfth.  For  other 
interesting  facts  see  note  under  Nos.  791  and  821  and 
also  under  the  Doxologv. 


801  7s.    D. 

O:\INIPRESENT  God !  whose  aid 
No  one  ever  asked  in  vain, 
Be  this  night  about  my  bed, 

Every  evil  thought  restrain  : 
Lay  thy  hand  upon  my  soul, 

God  of  my  unguarded  hours ! 
All  my  enemies  control. 
Hell,  and  earth,  and  nature's  powers. 

2  O  thou  jealous  God !  come  downj 

God  of  spotless  purity  ; 
Claim  and  seize  me  for  thine  own, 

Consecrate  my  heart  to  thee : 
Under  thy  protection  take ; 

Songs  in  the  night  season  give: 
Let  me  sleep  to  thee,  and  wake  ; 

Ix3t  me  die  to  thee,  and  live. 

Charles  Wesley. 
Author's  title:  '■'■At  Lying  Dmrn.''^  From  Hyinnx 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1740.  It  is  one  of  tlio  author's 
'■'Hymns  for  Prlievers.'^  The  original  contnina 
eight  double  Ktanzas,  the  above  being  the  first  and 
the  fourth. 


THE  FAMILY. 


317 


802  8s,  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  l>lessing 
Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrow  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
]\Iay  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us. 
Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom. 

James  Edmeston. 
From  the  author's  Sacred  Lyrics^  published  in 
1S20.  For  many  years,  it  is  said,  this  beautiful 
Sabbath-evening  hymn  constituted  a  part  of  the 
service  of  the  Church  at  Howerton,  a  subiirb  of 
London,  -where  the  author  lived  and  died.  He  is 
said  to  have  composed  it  after  reading  in  Salt's 
Travels  in  Abyssinia  these  words:  "All  night  their 
short  evening  hymn,  Jesus  forgive  us,  stole  through 
the  camp." 


803 


S.  M. 


THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear: 
O  may  we  all  remember  well, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near ! 

2  "We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us,  while  we  sleep, 
-  Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  our  days  are  past. 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
0  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
The  bosom  of  thy  love  I 

John  Leland. 


^'■Evening  Jlymu"'  is  the  title  of  this  in  The 
Writings  of  the  Late  Elder  John  Leland;  Includ- 
ing Some  Events  in  his  life  xcritten  by  himself,  1S45. 
This  is  the  only  one  of  the  a;Ulior*.s  hymns  which  is 
now  in  use.  The  original  has  in  verse  three,  line 
one,  "all"  instead  of  "safe."  One  stanza  of  the 
original  is  omitted  above: 

4  And  when  we  early  rise, 

And  view  the  unwearied  sun. 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glorv  run. 


804  L.  M. 

THUS  for  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on. 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days, 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  INIuch  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past. 
And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

]My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb. 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Isaac  Watts. 
"^71  Evening  Hymn.  "  is  the  author's  title  of  this 
iu  his  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  1707.    Two 
stanzas  are  omitted: 

4  In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  and  hell 

Tell  me  a  thousand  fi-ightful  things; 
3Jy  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  Faitli  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear, 

O  may  my  presence  ne'er  depart! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thv  heart. 


805  L.  M. 

HOW  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored ; 
I  blush  in  all  things  to  abound ; 
The  servant  is  above  his  Lord ! 


31S 


TEE  FAXILr. 


f  ImmE?!  iC'  f oTcrtv  and  pAin. 

A  snS'img  life  mj  Master  fed; 
The  Son  of  God,  fiie  Son  of  man. 
He  had  nctc  vhere  to  lav  his  bead. 

S  Bai,k>!  a  place  he  hath  prepared 

For  me,  wfaom  iratctifinl  angefe  keep ; 
Yea,  he  hi— Jf  bcromrp  mr  paad ; 
He  «»«wrtM  mj  bed,  and  gives  me  deey> 

4  Jese  protect;^ ;  mj  feaxs,  begone! 
Whai  can  die  Rock  of  ages  move? 
Safe  in  thine  aims  I  laj  me  dovn. 
Thine  everiaEtnag  anns  of  fere! 

ChaHea  Walew. 

,  in*.    TVere  arc  ax 


w. 


806  C-  3L 

God,  hov  endks  is  thr  lore ! 
Th  T  gifts  are  ererr  evening  new ; 
And  miaiiiiig  mefcies  from  abore 
Gendr  di^ill  like  cartr  dew. 

2  Than  epvead'st  the  qiftaiu;^  of  the  nig^ 
Great  Gfondnn  of  mr  elocpti^ bonis; 
^iT  floveieign  wotd  restotes  the  l^iit. 
And  qnirkenp  all  my  drovir  powet& 

S  I  jield  mjself  to  tbj  command ; 

To  thee  derole  mr  m^its  and  dajs: 
FerptbaaH  bh'jwiigy  from  tfar  hand 
peipetnal  flODgs  of  pndse. 


Aataac'c  tide:  '*A  8m»g  fvr  Mtirmimgamd  Bwem- 
imgr  FvMB  Hwmms  amd  Spiritmal  Sumga,  YX. 
ItHkMed«poaL«H.nLS:  **'Th^  mn  wem ewrrj 
mm  BiB^:  ^rcat  Is  tkj  faasMi 
xlT.  7:  -I  form  tke  light,  aa 
I  sake  aeanvaBd  ovale  eril:  I  Hk  Lord  d»  aD 


c.  >r. 


3  Minuke;  and  mercies  moltiplie^l 

Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 
3finfrtey  came  qoif^  but  mefdes  wer^ 
Mwe  fleet  and  free  than  ther. 

4  New  time,  new  fiivofs,  and  new  joy?, 

I>o  a  new  song  require : 
Till  we  ^lall  jvaise  thee  as  we  woold, 
-Ice^  our  hearts'  deare. 

JafcA  Jfowiu 
.^  ^>«#  9f  Ituiae  f&r  the  EremimgJ'  from  the 
aathec^  Sftnbt^  ot^tgt^  cr  Stttgt  o^  IS'uitc  to 
AtmStftW  GM,  MS.    This  has  aercnl  alienuoBS 
firo^  tte  ori^iBal: 

1  Sow  froM  the  Altar  of  my  Heart, 
Jjti  Imeaut-Fhames  arise; 
Asirt  aK,  Lord,  to  o€iR- vp 

Mime  Bxemimg  SaaiMee. 
Awake,  MT  Ltyre;  Awake,  mj  Jay, 

Avake  mj  Heart  aad  Toag«e: 
Seep  not:  vhea  Mcieies  lovdlj call, 
Keak  forth  iato  a  Somg. 

S  Maa^s  lifers  a  ISook  or  Hialorr, 
The  LcaTCs  thereof  are  Da  js. 
The  Letters  Vercies  doaeij  jotaed, 

TheTUie  is  thj  Praise. 
This  Daj  God  va9  aqr  SvB  awl  Shield, 

Jf  jT  Keeper  and  aqr  Gakle, 
His  eaie  vas  oo  my  FroO^  i^btewn. 
His  Mercies  MaltiplT*d. 
The  titmmg  liaes,  foOowiBg  the  f&nrth  staaia 
abo>re,are: 


Lor4  of  my  Thae,  whose  Haad  hath  i 
Xew  TiaM  apoa  aij  Score; 

Thea  shall  I  pvaise  for  all  mf  Tlmei 
When  Time  shall  be  no  BM>re. 


807 

N'OW  fjT^i  the  altAT  r  f  cnr  heart? 
_      I>rt  warmest  thjir.k-  ari^ ; 
A"»i-t  a-.  LrT'l  V,'  offer  ^.j' 
Oor  erenii^  eacrifice. 

2  This  day  God  waa  oar  r 
Oar  keeper  aad  oar  ^ 
HL*  cave  wm  oo  oar  weakceae  eLowo, 
Hts 


808  C.  3L 

rOr,  Lord,  hast  Uest  my  go«i^  out, 
O  Men  my  coming  in ! 
Compos  my  weakne»  roimd  about. 
And  keep  me  safe  from  sin. 

2  Stm  hide  me  in  thy  secret  place. 

Thy  tabemade  spread ; 
.Shelter  me  with  pveserring  grace. 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

3  To  thee  fer  relqge  may  I  ran. 

From  mn^  alhiring  snare: 
Ready  its  fir«t  approach  to  J^hiin, 
.\Dd  watching  onto  firayer. 


THE  rUHLT. 


319 


O  tliat  I  never,  never  mcTe 
]yiiirij:  from  liiy  way?  dejiart ! 

Here  l-:-:  me  give  my  Tram-d'riBgs  o'er. 
By  giving  ihee  my  heart .' 

:s  i?  eE-itled  ^ After  aJwmrmen'"  in  tlae  an- 

-   ";  ^"  -■ -^  i^KHU,  17M. 


3  PierpeitMal  Hiifcefir-iiiBgti  font  afcorc 


4  What  hJiT«  I  doofe  for  kim  tbat  <fiei 
To  saTe  waj  wicttdhedl  soalf 
Hov  June  mv  fioDiee  ■■Itiylied, 

Fastt;  as  ■■  j  ■■■■ttfts  nilL 


s 


-^F 


2  TL :  Ti  wlio5»e  aQ-pervadii^  eye 


P 


•es,  urithoiit,  wiOiliL, 

infirmity, 
-r-onetsiiiL 

"jV:  of  day 


rnee. 


■nd 


Ttoen,ftiwra  "ft. 


SIO 


C  M 


To  thy  •dear  crasB  I  tee, 
Amd  810  th J  snkoe  sy  sml  lesism 
Ite  be  icM«4  by  Itae. 


8U  p  M. 

TUDIXG,  Etin  &dii%tfae  taetbeun  is  shin- 

J^  iBg. 

FkHiei-  in  heaiiEii,  fhe  day  is  dedfining; 
Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  ttie  li^t, 
Donpialion  and  dai^er  w^alk  fiMth  with 

tlieni^it: 
I^^RMin  the  fill  of  the  shade  tm  the  mom- 

ii^  bdls  diinie^ 
l^iield  me  fi«n  damser,  saipe  me  from 


evening  song 


->vav 


Falh^  have  mocy.  Father^  have  maty. 
Father,  have  m»ry,tfaio^  Jesns  CSai:^ 
onrLoid. 

2  Father  in  heaicen,  oh,  hear  when  we  call! 

Hear,  iior  Oiitstls  sake;,  who  is  Saiionr  of 
aU; 

Feelileand  fiiiinling,,  we  tropin  thy  mig-M; 

In  doabdn*!^  and  darkness,  thy  love  be  oiar 
light; 

Ij&L  lis  deep  on  thy  "bireast  while  the  might 
taq^  horns. 

Wake  in  thine  amis  when  morning  re- 
turns. 
Father,  have  merer,  Ac, 

Am.'ChiOT  r*»fc»©«rw- 
Sr«iljhinsr  tdMimfe  is  knonm  mawjeuiding  tte  <H:u^a 


I 


inwmm  (ISSa)  alts  'dale  is  siiv^en  as  tSW^  maA  iasavtiwsr- 
sMp  as  umkiDkOwiii.  Im  Dr.  C.  €l  R«)lnKaiHi\;  JS^picvvte- 
al  Sem^Sf^  (^^^^  it  is  onediitieKS  w>  -^  HiiiitaTB^:!!!^,'^ 
ttflwwBi^  im  ^is  Ffialvn-s  utm^  Hym.i»s  tund  Spiirihatd 
Stmsfs^  fwbButeed  albcMit  ttke  sauaie  nine,  cv-  a  1ttx9e 
lattiPr,  it  1$  enttenend  a;s  aMM3nBniBS.  Tlw  omIt  Bvait'- 
ins^ttMi  kiMHm  asa  writerof  kvviiits  is  MSss  a9«« 
M.  nnnts«3!:l)Mi^  w»w  M i^  Gatoes  of  Pimbetk.  X. 


320 


THE  FAMILY, 


the  Soul"  ("  I  will  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beauti- 
ful land,"  etc.) ;  but  if  s.lie  were  the  author,  it  would 
not  be  enteix'd  as  of  unknown  authorship  in  so 
many  collections.         

812  c.  u. 

^ilXCE  Jasus  freely  did  apj>ear 
KJ    To  griU'e  a  marriage  feast, 

O  Lord,  we  a>:k  thy  i)reseiK'e  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest ! 

2  Uix)n  the  l)ridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  j^lighted  hands ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown. 
And  bles^a  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 

That  they,  with  Christian  care. 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

John  Bcrridgc. 
This '•'•Weddinq  Hymn"  first  appeared  in  the 
Gospel  Macjazinc  for  August,  1775.  This  is  the 
only  wedding  hynni  that  finds  a  i)lare  in  this  col- 
lection. Us  aiUhor  was  an  old  bachelor.  The 
hymn  is  also  found  in  his  Zion\s  Songs,  1785,  in  the 
preface  of  which  are  tliese  words,  suggestive  of  the 
marriage  at  Cana  of  Galilee:  "My  Saviour  and 
my  God,  accejjt  this  mite  of  love  which  is  cast  into 
thy  treasury.  Give  it  a  blessing,  and  it  shall  bo 
blessed.  What  is  water  in  the  hymns  turn  thou 
into  wine." 

813  5s,  Gs,  9s. 

COME  away  to  the  skies,  ]\Iy  beloved  arisi>, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wast  born  : 
On  tliis  festival  day,  Come  exulting  away. 
And  with  singing  to  Sion  return. 
2  AVe  liave  laid  up  our  love  And  our  treas- 
ure above, 
Thougli  our  Ixxlies  continue  below: 
The  redeemed  of  our  I^)rd,  AVe  remember 
his  word, 
And  with  singing  to  i)aradise  go. 

Charlrs  Wrslri/. 
This  hymn,  titled  "  On  the  Jtirfhdai/o/a  Friend;' 
in  taken  from  the  author's  Fannlt/  Jlymns,  1707, 
and  was  written  Oct.  12,  1755,  It  being  his  wife's 
twenty-ninth  biithday.  There  are  t-ix  adilitional 
btuuzas. 


814 


G 


Six  7s. 
ENTLE  stranger,  fearless  come 
To  our  quiet,  luip])y  home ; 
Bud  of  being,  beauteous  flower, 
Si>rung  to  birth  this  smiling  hour, 
While  \\\K)\\  thy  form  we  gaze. 
Grateful  thoughts  to  heaven  we  raise. 

2  Saviour,  from  thy  heavenly  throne 

Smile  upon  this  little  one; 

Let  thy  Spirit  be  its  guide, 

Let  its  wants  be  well  supplied  ; 

Cleanse  it  by  thy  i)recious  blood, 

Fit  it  for  thy  high  abode. 

A  ullior  Unktioivn, 
This  hymn,  celebrating  the  birth  of  a  chibl,  is  the 
only  one  of  the  kind  in  the  Ilymn-Ilook,  The  ex- 
uberant feelings  of  joy  and  gratitude  which  it  ex- 
presses remind  one  of  the  Old  Testament  repre- 
sentations of  Hebrew  home-life  in  the  times  when 
tlie  Messiah  was  yet  to  come  as  the  seed  of  the 
woman.  Though  it  is  not  customary  in  this  coun- 
try and  in  these  times  to  be  as  demonstrative  on 
such  occasions  as  in  former  times  in  oriental  coun- 
tries, yet  doubtless  the  feelings  of  iiarents  and 
friends  are  not  different  now  from  what  they  were 
then;  and  if  so,  these  lines,  which  give  hap]>y  and 
l)ious  exi)ression  to  tiiese  feelings,  may  be  service- 
able in  giving  to  gratitude  and  joy  a  sj)iritof  relig- 
ious devotion. 


815 


61, 


WHEREFORE  sliould  I  make  my  moan, 
[Now  the  darling  child  is  dead? 
lie  to  early  rest  is  gone, 
He  to  paradise  is  fled : 
I  shall  go  to  him,  but  he 
Never  shall  return  to  me. 

2  God  forbids  his  longer  stay, 

God  recalls  the  i)reci<His  loan, 
God  hath  taken  him  awiiy. 

From  my  bosom  to  his  own: 
Smvly  what  he  wills  is  best, 
Hai)py  in  his  will,  I  rest. 

3  Faith  cries  out.  It  is  the  Lord  ! 

Let  him  do  as  seems  him  good : 
Be  thy  iioly  name  adored, 

Take  the  gift  awhile  bestowed; 
Take  the  child  no  longir  mine, 
Tiiine  he  is,  for  ever  thine. 

Charles  WcsU'y. 


THE  FAMILY. 


321 


'''On  the  Death  of  a  Child''  is  the  title  of  this  in 
the  author's  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749.  The 
first  verse  is  based  on  2  Sam.  xii.  23:  "But  now  he 
is  dead,  wherefore  should  I  fast?  can  I  bring  him 
back  again?  1  shall  go  to  him,  but  he  shall  not  re- 
turn to  me.'' 


816  7.. 

JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

2  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind. 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word. 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

3  Let  us  for  each  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear ; 
To  thy  Church  the  pattern  give, 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

4  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 

5  Let  us,  then,  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly. 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 

Charles  Wesley. 
'■'■For  a  Family''^  is  the  author's  title  to  this 
hymn.  It  is  one  of  his  "Hymns  for  Believers" 
found  in  the  1749  edition  of  his  Hymns  and  Sacred 
Poems.  The  author  wrote  the  first  couplet  of  the 
fourth  stanza  thus: 
21 


"  Let  us  each /or  other  care, 
Each  his  brother's  burden  bear." 
The  last  two  lines  of  the  first  stanza  and  the  first 
two  of  the  second  are  omitted  above: 

Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  peace; 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  cease. 

By  thy  reconciling  love 

Every  stumbling-block  remove; 


817  s.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace. 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above. 

Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distills. 

And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Isbac  Watts. 

Author's  title:  '■''Communion  of  Saints,  or  Love 
and  Worship  in  a  Family.'"  First  published  in 
1719.    One  stanza  is  omitted: 

3  Tlius  when  on  Aaron's  head 
They  poured  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  filled  the  room. 

It  is  Dr.  Watts's  version  of  Psalms  cxxxiii. :  "  Be- 
hold, how  good  and  how  pleasant  it  is  for  brethren 
to  dwell  together  in  unity  1 "  etc. 


SECTIOX  II, 

THE  CLOSET. 


818  c.  M.   D. 

"IITHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power! 
T  T    Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 
Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

2  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear. 

Because  conferred  by  thee. 
In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear. 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 

Or  seek  relief  in  prayer, 

3  When  gladness  wings  the  fiivored  hour. 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower. 

My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gath'ring  storm  shall  see; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear- 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

Helen  Maria  Williams. 
From  the  ;nithoi's  Pnems^  published  in  two  vol- 
umes in  urn.  The  author  wrote  in  verse  one,  line 
nvc,  "powers"  iuHtejul  of  "power,"  nnd  in  verse 
thi  ce,  line  six,  "  low'rinj?"  instead  of  "  gath'ring." 
The  original  is  composed  of  six  binglc  stanzas. 


819  CM.    D. 

FAR  from  th(;  world,  O  T.ord,  I  fice, 
From  strife  and  tumult  far; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 

His  most  successful  war. 
(322) 


The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
With  prayer  and  i)raise  agree ; 

And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

William  Cou'pcr. 
There  are  six  stanzas  in  the  original.    The  above 
are  the  lirst  two  unaltered.    The  omitted  stanzas 
are: 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

An<l  grace  her  mean  abode, 
O  with  what  i)cace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  humau  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life. 

Sweet  Source  of  light  divine, 
And  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 
]VIy  .Saviour!  thou  art  mine! 

6  The  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  the  love 

A  boundless,  endless  store. 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  al>ove 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

This  hymn  is  very  apjiropriate  to  the  section  on 
'•'■  Closet  Meil nation.^''  The  circumstances  of  its 
origin  are  i)eculiarly  interesting.  Dr.  Cotton,  the 
kind-hearted  a»id  Christian  jihysician  in  charge  of 
the  St.  Alban's  asylum,  in  jiermitting  Cowper  to 
leave,  advised  him  to  locate  in  a  (luiet  village 
away  from  the  strife  antl  tumult  of  the  world. 
His  brother,  then  studying  at  Cambiidge,  wanted 
him  to  be  near  him,  and  so  Huntingdon,  a  quiet 
village  near  at  hand,  was  selected  as  an  abiding 
place  for  the  future  pod  an<l  sweet,  sad  singer. 
The  depai'ture  of  his  brother  for  Cambridge  loft 
him  feeling  (juite  lonely  am<mg strangers.  On  Sat- 
urday in  the  iniiet  even-tide  he  retired  to  the"calm 
letieat"  an<l  "  silent  shade "  of  a  neighboring 
wood  for  meditation  and  jirayer.  The  Lord  met 
with  him  an<l  blessed  him  with  a  gracious  nnd 
glorious  manifestation  of  his  presence  and  love. 
The  next  «lay,  being  the  Sabbath,  he  worshiped 
with  the  peoi)le  of  God  in  the  public  sanctuary  for 


( 


THE  CLOSET. 


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the  first  time  since  his  conversion.  His  heart  was 
so  happy  and  so  lull  that  he  founil  it  difficult  to  re- 
strain his  emotions.  As  soon  as  the  service  had 
ended  he  hastened  away  to  the  quiet  and  holy  re- 
treat that  had  proved  to  him  "  the  secret  place  of 
the  Most  High"  the  evening  before.  Another 
blessing  came.  "How  shall  I  express  what  the 
Lord  did  for  me,"  he  wrote,  "except  by  saying 
that  he  made  all  his  goodness  to  pass  before  me? 
I  seemed  to  speak  to  him  face  to  face,  as  a  man 
couverseth  with  his  friend,  except  that  my  speech 
was  only  in  tears  of  joy  and  groanings  which  can- 
not be  uttered.  I  could  say  indeed  with  Jacob, 
not  hoAV  dreadful  but  how  Zoi-e??/ is  this  place!— 
this  is  none  other  than  the  house  of  God."  This 
experience  gave  birth  to  the  hymn  above.  It  is 
from  the  Olney  Hymns,  1779. 


820  c.M. 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  gpend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
When  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrow^s  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

i\Iay  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 

And  lead  to  endless  day. 

Phcebe  Hinsdale  Broivn, 
Few  hymns  have  a  more  interesting  history  than 
this  "Twilight  Hymn."  It  was  not  originally 
written  as  a  hymn.  The  authoress  having  no  place 
or  opportunity  for  retirement  in  her  humble  little 
house,  crowded  as  it  was  with  little  children,  was 
accustomed  at  the  twilight  hour  to  retire  to  a 
grove  near  by  for  religious  meditation  and  prayer. 
A  wealthy  lady-neighbor,  being  utterly  incapable 
of  appreciating  the  object  of  these  visits,  imputed 
an  immoral  motive  to  them.  ISIrs.  Brown,  stinging 
under  the  accusation,  went  home  and  wrote  the 
following: 


An  Apologv  for  my  Twilight  Rambles, 
Addressed  to  a  Lady. 
(Ellington,  August,  1818.) 
Yes,  when  the  toilsome  day  is  gone, 

And  night  with  banners  gray. 
Steals  silently  the  glade  along 
In  twilight's  soft  array, 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  little  ones  and  care. 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 

In  gratitude  and  prayer. 

I  love  to  feast  on  Nature's  scenes 
"When  falls  the  evening  dew. 

And  dwell  upon  her  silent  themes, 
Forever  rich  and  new. 

I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  God's  promises  to  plead 

"Where  none  can  see  or  hear. 

I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past. 

And  future  ones  implore. 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 

On  him  whom  I  adore. 

I  love  to  meditate  on  death ! 

"When  shall  his  message  come, 
"With  friendly  smiles  to  steal  my  breath, 

And  take  an  exile  home? 

I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 
Of  blissful  scenes  in  Heaven: 

The  sight  doth  all  my  strength  renew, 
"While  here  by  storms  I'm  driven. 

I  love  this  silent  twilight  hour 

Far  better  than  the  rest; 
It  is,  of  all  the  twentj'-four. 

The  happiest  and  the  best. 

Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 
May  its  departing  ray 

Ue  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 
The  following  is  Mrs.  Brown's  own  account  of 
the  origin  of  this  beautiful  and  popular  hymn: 
"It  was  in  Ellington  that  I  wrote  the  '^  Twilight 
Hymn.'  My  baby  daughter  was  in  my  arms  when 
I  wrote  it.  I  had  been  out  on  a  visit  to  Dr.  Hyde's, 
and  several  were  present.  After  tea  one  of  my 
neighbors,  who  I  had  ever  felt  was  my  superior  in 
every  way,  came  and  sat  down  near  me,  chatting 
with  another  lady,  without  noticing  me.  Just  as 
I  Avas  rising  to  go  home,  she  turned  suddenly  upon 
me,  and  said:  '■Mrs.  Brown,  why  do  you  come  up 
at  evening  so  near  our  house,  and  then  go  back 
without  coming  in?  If  you  want  any  thing,  why 
don't  you  come  in  and  ask  for  it?  I  could  not  think 
who  it  was,  and  sent  my  girl  down  the  garden  to 
see;  and  she  said  it  was  you  — that  you  came  to 
the  fence,  but,  seeing  her,  turned  quickly  away, 


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THE  CLOSET. 


muttering  somctlniiir  to  yom>olf."  Tliere  was 
•  s<»nietliing  in  her  nianncT,  more  tlian  her  Avords, 
tliat  prieveil  me.  1  went  home,  and  that  evening 
wa^  left  aione.  After  my  children  •were  all  in  bed, 
except  my  baby,  I  i^at  down  in  the  liitchen.  Avith 
my  child  in  my  arms,  when  the  grief  of  my  heart 
burst  forth  in  a  flood  of  tears.  I  took  pen  and 
paper,  and  gave  vent  to  my  oppressed  licart  In 
what  I  called  '  My  Apology  for  my  Twilight  Ram- 
bles, addressed  to  a  Lady.'  It  will  be  found  in  it:* 
original  form  in  an  old  manuscript  among  my 
papers.  In  i)reparing  it  (some  years  after)  for 
Nettleton's  Villufje  Jli/ians  (1^*24),  pome  three  or 
four  verses  were  suppressed  and  a  few  cxj^ressions 
altered.    In  the  oi'iginal  the  first  etauza  was: 

'  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  little  ones  ajul  care.' 

This  was  strictly  true.  I  had  four  little  children; 
a  small  unfinisiied  house;  a  sick  sister  in  the  only 
linished  room;  and  there  was  not  a  i)lace,  above  or 
below,  where  I  could  retiic  for  devotion,  without  a 
liability  to  be  interru])ted.  Tliere  was  no  retired 
room,  rock,  or  grove  where  I  could  go  as  in  former 
days;  but  there  was  no  dwelling  between  our  house 
and  tlie  one  where  tbat  lady  lived.  Her  garden 
extended  down  a  good  way  below  her  house,  Avhich 
.stood  on  a  beautiful  eminence.  T)ie  garden  was 
highly  cultivated,  with  fruits  and  flower.'?.  I  loved 
to  smell  the  fragrance  of  both  (Llunigh  I  could  not 
see  them),  when  I  could  do  soAvilhout  neglecting 
duty;  and  I  used  to  steal  away  from  all  Avithin 
doors,  and,  going  out  of  our  gate,  stroll  along 
under  the  elms  thatAvere  planted  lor  shade  on  each 
^idc  of  the  road.  And,  as  there  was  .seldom  any 
one  i)assing  that  Avay  after  dark.  1  felt  quite  ic- 
tired  and  alone  Avith  God.  I  often  Avalkcd  quite 
up  that  beautiful  gar<len,  and  snuflcd  the  fra- 
grance of  the  i)each,  the  grape,  and  the  ripening 
apple,  if  not  tlie  flowers.  I  never  saAv  anyone  in 
the  garden,  and  felt  that  I  could  have  the  privilege 
of  that  Avalk  and  those  few  moments  of  nnintcr- 
rnpted  communion  witli  God  Avitliout  encroaching 
ni)on  anyone;  but,  after  once  knoAving  that  my 
8tejis  M ere  Avat<'hed  and  made  the  subject  of  re- 
mark anci  censure,  I  never  could  enjo\'  it  as  I  had 
done.  I  have  often  thought  Satan  had  tried  his 
best  to  prevent  me  from  i.rayer,  by  depriving  me 
of  a  itlace  to  jiray." 

For  this  hymn  her  son  Aviote  the  tune  called 
"Monson,"  and  Wm.  T?,  15radl)ury  the  tune  called 
'•  Ilrown."  One  of  these  "•  little  (>nes  "  became  Hev. 
S.  II.  Ilrown,  D.I).,  the  llrst  (.  hristian  missionary 
from  America  to  Japan. 


821  i>.  Jf. 

MY  Gofl,  I  now  from  nloop  nwako, 
The  Hole  iK)SHesHi(jii  «>f  iiu*  tiikc  : 


From  midnight  terrors  me  secure, 

And  guard  my  heart  from  thoughts  impure, 

2  Blest  angel?,  •\vliile  we  silent  lie, 
You  hallelujahs  sing  on  liigh  ; 
You,  joyful,  hymn  the  Ever-blest, 
Before  the  throne,  and  never  rest. 

3  I  with  your  clioir  celestial  join, 
In  off 'ring  up  a  hymn  divine; 
AVith  you  in  heaven  I  hope  to  dwell, 
And  bid  tlie  night  and  world  farewell 

4  Lord,  lest  the  tempter  me  surprise, 
AVatch  over  thine  oavu  sacrifice: 
All  loose,  all  idle  thoughts  cast  out, 
And  make  my  very  dreams  devout. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

Thomas  Ken. 
This  '■'■MlOnight  ITymn'"  is  one  of  Bishop  Ken's 
three  celebrated  hymns.    See  note  under  his  Morn- 
ing Jlymn  (No.  791)  and  Evening  Hymn  (No.  800) 
—also  under  the  li.  ^l.  Doxologv. 


822 


L.  >r. 


s 


UN  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near: 
O  may  no  earth-l)orn  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 


]\Iy  wearied  eyelids  gently  steej>. 

Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 

Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Al)ide  with  me  when  niglit  is  nigh. 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  thine 
Have  spurned,  to-day,  the  voice*  divine. 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  Ix'gin  ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  ^in. 

5  "Watch  by  the  sick  ;  enrich  tlie  i)Oor 
AVith  blessings  from  thy  bounteous  store; 
lie  every  moiu-ner's  sleep  to-night. 

Like  infant  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 


THE  CLOSET. 


0  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  tiike ; 
Till  ill  the  ocean  of  thy  love, 
We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

John  Kchle. 
'■'■Evening  "  is  the  title  wliich  this  beautiful  hymn 
bears  iu  the  author's  Christian  Ycar^  1827.  This 
hymn  is  eoniposeU  of  the  third,  seventh,  eiglith,  and 
last  three  stanzas  of  the  original,  whicli  contains 
fourteen  stanzas.  It  is  based  upon  Luke  xxiv.  29: 
"Abide  Avith  us;  for  it  is  towai'd  evening,  and  the 
day  is  far  si)ent."  This  hymn,  as  sung  to  the  tune 
"llursley,"  has  come  to  be  one  of  the  favorites  of 
the  Christian  Church. 

A  young  lady  of  lovely  Christian  character  lay 
seriously  ill-  in  her  chamber.  Her  mother  and 
loved  ones  were  about  her.  The  room  seemed  to 
her  to  be  growing  dark.  She  asked  them  to  raise 
the  curtains  and  let  in  the  light.  But,  alas,  the 
curtains  were  already  raised  and  it  Avas  broad- 
open  daylight.  It  was  the  night  of  death  that  had 
come,  and  she  knew  it  not.  As  she  kept  asking 
them  to  let  in  the  light  they  had  to  tell  her  thenat- 
iirc  of  the  darkness  that  was  gathering  about  her. 
But  she  Avas  not  dismayed.  With  a  sweet,  quiet, 
plaintive  voice  she  began  singing  her  favorite 
hymn : 

Sun  of  my  soul,  tlio\T  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  tboii  be  near: 
O  may  noearth-boni  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 
The  eyes  of  all  in  the  room  suffused  Avith  tears  as 
the  SAveet  singer's  ti'emulous  A'oice  continued: 
When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
IVIy  Avearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 
Be  my  last  thought,  hoAV  SAveet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 
She  had  often  sung  this  song  to  the  delight  of  the 
liome-circle,  but  now  it  seemed,  like  the  song  of 
the  dying  swan,  the  sAveetest  she  had  ever  sung. 
Her  countenance  lighted  \ip  Avith  a  beauty  and 
radiance  that  came  not  from  earth  as  she  sung  once 
more  in  feebler  but  more  heavenly  strains: 
Abide  Avitli  me  fi'om  morn  till  e\'e, 
For  Avithont  thee  I  cannot  live: 
Abide  Avith  me  Avhen  night  is  nigh, 
For  Avitliout  thee  I  dare  not  die. 
And  Avith  these  fitting  Avords  the  SAveet  voice  Avas 
hushed  in  death  Avhich  ceased  not  to  sing, 
Till,  in  the  ocean  of  God's  love, 
She  lost  herself  in  heaven  above. 


\ 


823  L.  M. 

OGOD,  my  God,  my  all  thou  art ! 
Ere  shines  the  daAvn  of  rising  daj''. 
Thy  sovereign  light  within  my  heart. 
Thy  all-enliv'ning  power,  display. 


2  For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pant, 

While  in  this  desert  land  I  live  ; 
And  hungry  as  I  am,  and  faint. 
Thy  love  alone  can  comfort  give. 

3  More  dear  than  life  itself,  thy  love 

My  heart  and  tongue  shall  still  employ. 
And  to  declare  thy  praise  will  i)rove 
My  peace,  my  glory,  and  my  joy. 

4  In  blessing  thee  with  grateful  songs. 

My  happy  life  shall  glide  away  ; 
The  praise  that  to  thy  name  belongs, 

Hourly  with  lifted  hands  I'll  pay. 
From  the  Spanish.  Tr.  by  John  Wesley. 
As  this  hymn  is  said  to  have  been  written  by 
John  Wesley  Avhile  he  Avas  in  America  it  is  strange 
that  he  does  not  give  it  a  place  iu  his  Psalms  and 
Hymns  published  at  Charleston,  S.  C,  in  1737, 
Avhich  Avas  his  first  published  Ilymu-Book.  It  first 
appeared  in  Psalms  and  Hymns  (London,  1738), 
where  it  has  ten  stanzas.  It  is  based  on  parts  of 
the  sixty-third  Psalm:  "  O  God,  thou  art  my  God; 
early  Avill  I  seek  thee:  my  soul  thirsteth  for  thee, 
my  flesh  longeth  for  thee  in  a  dry  and  thirsty  land, 
where  no  Avater  is.  .  .  .  Because  thy  loving- 
kindness  is  better  than  life,  my  lips  shall  praise 
thee.  Thus  Avill  I  bless  thee  Avhile  I  live:  I  Avill  lift 
up  my  hands  in  thy  name;  .  .  .  and  my  mouth 
shall  praise  thee  with  joyful  lips."  The  author  of 
the  Spanish  original  is  unknown. 


824  L.  M. 

OTHOU  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess, 
In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

2  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart. 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide. 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 

3  Then  Avith  the  visits  of  thy  love. 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 
Philip  Doddridge. 
'■'■Communing  with  our  Hearts^'  is  the  title  of 
this  hymn,  Avhich  is  based  on  Ps.  iv.  4:  "Stand  in 
awe,  and  sin  not:  commune  Avith  your  own  heart 
upon  your  bed,  and  be  still." 

This  is  No.  29  in  the  author's  Hymyis,  1753.    The 
first  two  stanzas  are  omitted: 


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1  Ueturn,  my  roving  heart,  return. 

And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more; 
^eek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn. 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

:*  \Visdom  and  pleasure  dwell  at  home; 
Retired  and  silent  seek  them  there, 
True  conquest  is  ourselves  t'  o'crcome, 
True  strength  to  break  the  temjiter's  snare. 


S25  L.  M. 

FORTH  in  til y  name,  O  Lord,  I  go, 
My  daily  labor  to  pursue ; 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know 
In  all  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  Thee  may  I  set  at  my  right  hand, 

Wliose  eyes  my  inmost  substance  see; 
And  labor  on  at  thy  command. 
And  offer  all  my  works  lo  tliee. 

Charles  Weslci/. 
This  fragment  is  coniiio*ed  of  the  first  and  fourth 
stanzas  of  the  original,  wliich  contains  six  stanzas 
and   is  found   in  Ilymna  and  Sacred  Poems,  1749, 
with  the  title  "-Before  Work.'' 


S2(>  8^  7s. 

SILENTLY  the  shades  of  evening 
Gather  round  my  lonely  door; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

li  O  tlie  lost,  the  unforgotten ! 

Though  the  world  be  oft  forgot — 
O  the  shrouded  and  the;  lonely! 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend  ; 
They,  unlinked  with  earthly  trouljle, 
"We,  still  hopiiij;  for  its  cud. 

4  How  such  h(»]y  iiicin'ries  cluster, 

Like  the  stnrs  when  storms  are  past, 
Pointing  up  to  that  fair  haven 
We  may  hojie  to  gjiin  at  last 

Chrintnphvr  C.  Cor. 
ThiH  sad,  sweet  strain  of  music  and  me«lilation  is 
naid  to  have  been  first  puhlish<'d   in  a  newspaper 
about  1N10,  fi'fun  which  il  found  its  way  into  vari- 
ous hymn-collections. 


827  L.  M- 

0  HAPPY  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God! 
"Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  rajitures  all  abroad. 
Happy  day,  hajipy  day, 
"When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away: 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  every  day. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  lliin  who  merits  all  my  love! 
Let  cheerful  antliems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 
Happy  day,  &c. 

3  'Tis  done ;  the  great  transaction's  done  ! 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on. 
Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
Happy  day,  &c. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  rest: 
With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  j^art, 
When  called  on  angels'  bread  to  fea.st? 
Happy  day,  <kc. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 

Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

Happy  day.  Sec. 

Philip  Doddridge. 

"Ulessed  is  the  man,"  says  James  Montgomery, 
"who  can  take  the  words  of  this  hymn  and  make 
tiicin  his  own  from  similar  experience."  Original 
title:  '"'•Jicjoiciiu/  in  our  Corctidnt  En(jagements  (o 
God."  It  is  based  on  2  Chioniclcs  xv.  1.'):  "And  all 
Judea  rejoiced  at  the  oath;  for  they  had  sworn 
with  all  their  heart,  and  sought  him  with  their 
whole  desire;  and  he  was  found  of  them:  an«l  the 
Lord  gave  them  rest  round  about."  From  the  au- 
thor's Jlynuis^  1755. 


828  los. 

ABIDE  with  me  :  fast  falls  the  eventide ; 
The  darkness  deepens;  Tvord,  with  me 
abide! 
When  other  hcljx'rs  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Hell)  of  the  heli»lcss,  0  abide  with  me! 


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2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day : 
Earth's  joys   grow  dim,  its  glories  pass 

away ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see ; 

0  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me ! 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour ; 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who,  like  thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can 

be? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide 

with  me ! 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness  ; 
Where  is  death's  sting?  where,  grave,  thy 

victory  ? 

1  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes  ; 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point  me  to 

the  skies ; 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain 

shadows  flee ; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me ! 
Henry  Francis  Lyte. 

'■'■Light  at  Eventide''  is  the  title  of  this  trulj- 
beautiful  hymu  in  the  author's  Spirit  of  the  Psalms, 
LS58.  It  is  based  on  Luke  xxiv.  29:  ''Abide  with  us; 
for  it  is  toward  evening,  and  the  day  is  far  spent." 
Three  verses  of  the  original  are  omitted.  The  cir- 
cumstances under  which  this  hymn  was  written 
are  full  of  interest.  For  twenty-four  years  the  au- 
thor had  been  curate  of  Brixham,  Devonshire,  En- 
gland, but  failing  health  required  a  change  of  cli- 
mate. He  himself  tells  how  he  deprecated  being 
divorced  from  the  ocean,  the  friend  and  playmate 
of  his  childhood,  and  it  can  only  be  conjectured  how 
painful  to  a  heart  so  highly  susceptible  was  the 
prospect  of  being  torn  from  his  hardy,  seafaring 
flock.  He  lingered  with  them  until  life  was  fast 
ebbing,  and  then  Avvites  "  The  swallows  are  prepar- 
ing for  flight  and  inviting  me  to  accompany  them; 
and  yet,  alas!  while  I  talk  of  flying,  I  am  just  able 
to  crawl."  Thus  frail  and  feeble  he  rallied  to 
])reach  a  farewell  sermon  to  his  fond  people, and 
once  more  to  administer  to  them  the  Lord's  Supper. 
After  closing  the  deep  solemnities  of  the  commun- 
ion he  dragged  himself  Avearily  back  to  his  couch, 
and  there,  that  very  evening,  sent  forth  this  hymn 
on  its  consoling  mission.    He  had  before  prayed: 

"•And  grant  me,  swan-like,  my  last  breath  to 
spend 
In  song  that  may  not  die." 


This  deathless  hymn  was  tJod'.s  answer  to  his 
prayer.  Tlie  Cliristiau  C'luirch  will  never  let  it 
die. 


829  L-  Ji. 

LOUD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine. 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  would  I  be. 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  jioor  sinnei"  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace  ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  woitld  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity  ; 

The  TOW  is  past  beyond  repeal, 
Now  will  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

4  Here  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God  ; 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call. 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

5  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 
The  great  engagement  to  perform ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend. 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 

Sajnuel  Davies. 
Original  title:  '■^  Self- Dedication  at  the  Table  of 
the  Lord.'"  "This  hymn  is  a  rich  legacy  to  the 
Christian  Church."  (Xutter.)  ''There  are  few 
hymns  of  consecration  AA'hich  are  finer  than  the 
one  before  us."  (Duffield.)  The  second  and  fifth 
stanzas  of  the  original  are  omitted: 

2  Here,  Lord,  my  Flesh,  my  Soul,  my  All, 
I  yield  to  Thee  beyond  Recall; 
Accept  thine  own,  so  long  withheld, 
Accept  what  I  so  freely  yield! 

5  Be  thou  the  Witness  of  my  Vow, 
Angels  and  Men  attest  it  too, 
That  to  thy  Board  f  now  repair. 
And  seal  the  sacred  Contract  there. 


830  L-  M. 

AXGEL  of  covenanted  grace. 
Come,  and  thy  healing  power  infuse; 
Descend  in  thine  own  time,  and  bless. 
And  give  the  means  their  hallowed  use. 

2  Obedient  to  thy  will  alone, 

To  thee  in  means  I  calmly  fly  ; 


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My  life,  I  know,  is  not  my  own, 
To  God  1  live,  to  God  I  die. 

3  Thy  holy  will  be  ever  mine : 

If  thou  on  earth  deUiin  me  still, 
I  lx>w,  and  l)less  the  ^rraee  divine, — 
I  sulfer  all  thy  holy  will. 

4  I  come,  if  thou  my  strength  restore. 

To  serve  thee  with  my  strenjith  renewed ; 
Grant  me  but  tliis,  I  ask  no  more — 
To  spend  and  to  be  spent  for  God. 

Charles  Wesley. 
This  is  the  flrst  of  three  hymns  in  Hymns  a7id 
Sacred  Poetns^  1749,  under  the  title,  '•''  For  One  that 
is  Sick,  Before    Using  the  Means  of  Recovery.^'' 
Two  stanzas  are  omitted: 

1  Virtue  Divine,  balsamic  "Word, 

All-quickening,  all-informing  soul, 
By  whom  Bcthcsda's  waters  stirred. 
Could  make  the  various  lazars  whole. 

4  In  heaven  mj*  heart  and  treasure  is, 
Yet  while  T  sojourn  here  beneath, 
I  dare  not  wish  for  my  release. 
Or  once  indulge  the  lust  of  death. 


831  L.  M. 

GUD  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days, 
My   grateful    powers    shall    sound    thy 
praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  witli  op'ning  light. 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  Wiien  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throl)))ing  breast. 
Thy  tuneful  praises  raised  on  high 

Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  tiirough  my  swimmingeyes shall  break. 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  O,  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies! 

5  Soon  shall  T  learn  th'  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  i)lain8; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  the  throne. 


6  The  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give 
Long  as  a  deathless  soul  shall  live : 
A  work  so  sweet,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  and  crowns  eternity. 

Philip  Doddridge. 
Author's  title:  '■'■Praising  God  through  the  Whole 
of  our  Eristence.'^  IJased  on  Ps.  cxlvi.  2:  "While 
I  live  will  I  i)raise  the  Lord:  I  will  sing  praises 
unto  my  God  while  I  have  any  being."'  This  is  one 
of  Doddridge's  best  hymns.  The  third  and  fourth 
stanzas  are  often  quoted  by  dying  believers. 


832  c.  M. 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys. 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise ! 

2  0  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart? 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there ! 

3  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  : 
Nor  is  the  Iciist  a  cheerful  heart. 
That  titstes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distiint  worlds, 
The  pleasing  theme  renew. 

5  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  thy  works  no  more, 
^My  ever  grateful  heart,  0  Lord, 
Thy  mercies  shall  adore. 

C  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
A  grateful  song  I'll  raise ; 
But  O!  etiMiiity's  too  short 
To  utt<.'r  all  thy  i)raise. 

Joseph  Addison. 
This  5s  a  hymn  of  gratidule.  It  lh>t  appeared  in 
1712  in  the  *S'7>rr/</^)r,  in  connection  with  an  article  in 
which  is  the  following  pentinient:  "  If  gialitude  is 
due  fr(»m  man  to  man,  how  mnch  more  from  man 
to  his  Maker.  Tlic  Suprcnu-  Hciiig  docs  not  only 
confer  ujmn  us  those  bonntics  which  proceed  more 
immediately  from  His  hand,  but  even  those  bene- 
fits whicli  are  conveyed  to  us  by  others.  Any 
blessing  we  enjoy,  by  what  means  soever  deiived, 
lf>  the  gift  of  Him  who  is  the  great  Author  of  good, 
and  the  Father  of  mercies."  It  contained  origi- 
nally thirteen  verses,  the  third  to  the  ninth,  Inclu- 


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81  ve,  being  here  omitted.  Taken  altogether  it  will 
be  seen  that  it  surveys  the  whole  course  of  human 
life, ami  recognizes  at  every  period  the  evidences 
of  Cioil's  lovingkindness  and  tender  mercy,  and 
breathes  throughout  the  spirit  of  gratitude,  thanks- 
giving and  praise.  As  the  seven  stanzas  omitted 
were  left  out  only  because  the  hymn  was  too  long 
for  use,  and  not  because  they  were  in  any  sense  in- 
ferior in  Christian  sentiment  or  poetic  fervor,  we 
may  here  properly  give  place  to  them.  Indeed,  to 
apiircciatc  the  hymn  for  its  real  worth, it  should  be 
read  without  abbreviation  or  alteration  from  the 
original. 

3  Thy  providence  my  life  sustained, 

And  all  my  wants  redressed, 
While  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay, 
And  hung  upon  the  breast. 

4  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mere}-  lent  an  ear. 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learned 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

5  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

6  AMien  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran. 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

7  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

It  gently  cleared  my  Avay; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice. 
More  to  be  feared  than  they. 

8  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renewed  my  face; 
And,  when  in  sins  and  sorrows  sunk. 
Revived  my  soul  with  grace. 

9  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  Avorldly  bliss 

Has  made  my  cup  run  o'er; 
And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend 

Hast  doubled  all  my  store. 
Josiah  Quincy,  formerly  President  of  Harvard 
College,  lived  to  be  ninety-two  years  of  age.  He 
had  kept  a  journal  for  many  years.  He  was  accus- 
tomed to  sit  in  the  morning  in  a  large  chair  with  a 
broad  arm  to  it,  which  served  as  a  desk  upon  which 
he  wrote  his  diary.  July  1,  lS64,he  sat  down  in  his 
chair  as  usual.  His  daughter  brought  his  journal. 
He  at  first  declined  to  undertake  his  wonted  task, 
but  his  daughter  urged  him  not  to  abandon  it.  He 
took  the  book,  and  Avrote  the  first  verse  of  that 
grateful  hymn  of  Addison: 

"•When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
'Sly  rising  soul  surveys. 

Transported  by  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  Avonder,  love,  and  praise." 
The  weary  head  dropped  npon   the  bosom.    The 
volume  was  ended      The  aged  pilgrim's  course  was 
finished. 


F 


833  c.  Ji. 

|]1ATIIER,  into  thy  hands  alone 
I  have  my  all  restored ; 
]\Iy  all  thy  property  I  own, 
The  steward  of  the  Lord. 

2  Hereafter  none  can  take  away 

]My  life,  or  goods,  or  feme ; 

Ready  at  thy  command  to  lay 

Them  down  I  always  am. 

3  Confiding  in  thy  only  love, 

Through  Him  who  died  for  me, 
I  wait  thy  faithfulness  to  prove, 
And  give  back  all  to  thee. 

4  Determined  all  thy  will  t'  obey. 

Thy  blessings  I  restore ; 
Give,  Lord,  or  take  thy  gifts  away, 
I  praise  thee  evermore. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  Hymns  on  the  Lord's  Supper^  1745,  being 
one  of  those  ^'Concerning  the  Sacrifice  of  our  Per- 
sons."   One  stanza  is  omitted: 

4  Take  when  thou  wilt  into  thy  hands, 
And  as  thou  wilt  require; 
Resume  by  the  Sabeau  bands, 
Or  the  devouring  fire. 


834 


7s,  6s,  7,  8. 


LO !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 
The  Master's  blessed  will— 
Him  in  outward  works  pursue. 
And  serve  his  pleasure  still. 
Faithful  to  my  Lord's  commands, 

I  still  would  choose  the  better  part ; 
Serve  with  careful  Martha's  hands, 
And  loving  Mary's  heart. 

2  Careful  without  care  I  am, 
Xor  feel  my  happy  toil : 
Kept  in  peace  by  Jesus'  name, 

Supported  bj'^  his  smile ; 
Joyful  thus  my  faith  to  show, 

I  find  his  service  my  reward : 
Every  work  I  do  below,  j 

I  do  it  to  the  Lord. 

CJiarles  Wesley. 
Title:  '■'■For  a  Believer  in    Worldly  Business.'* 
From  Hymns  for  Those  that  Seek  and  Those  that 
Have  Redemption  in  the  Blood  of  Jesus  ChrisU 


330 


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1747.  The  original  contains  six  stanzas.  The  last 
four  are  omitted.  It  is  based  on  the  Scripture  nar- 
rative concerning  Martha  aud  Mary  as  found  in 
Luke  x.  38-42. 


835  L    M.     Gl. 

IN  a^c  and  feebleness  extreme, 
Who  shall  a  helpless  worm  redeem  ? 
Jesus,  my  only  hope  thou  art, 
Strenijth  of  my  failing  flesh  and  heart  I 
O  could  I  catch  a  smile  from  thee, 

And  drop  into  eternity  ! 

Charles  Wesley. 

"^  Last  T^'ts/i"  is  the  title  which  the  author  gave 
to  these  lines,  the  last  of  his  poetic  utterances. 
They  were  written  in  Marcli,  17S8.  They  were 
written  by  tlie  author  on  his  death-bed.  He  called 
his  wife  to  him,  and  she  wrote  down  as  he  dictated. 
This  fragment  is  the  sweet  singer's  last  song  on 
earth.  It  was  doubtless  continued  and  comi)leted 
on  the  other  shore.  AVhat  a  noble  sentiment  with 
which  to  close  a  life  that  has  been  consecrated  to 
God! 


836  7. 

READY  for  my  earthen  bed, 
Ij^t  me  rest  my  fainting  head, 
Welcome  life's  expected  close. 
Sink  in  permanent  repose. 

2  Jesus'  blood,  to  which  I  fly, 
Doth  my  conscience  purify, 
Signs  my  weary  soul's  release, 
Bids  me  now  depart  in  i)eace. 

3  Thus  do  I  my  bed  prepare ; 

0  how  soft  when  Christ  is  there ! 
Calm  I  lay  my  body  down, 
Rise  to  an  immortiil  crown. 

Cfun-lrs  Wrslry. 
From  the  author's  Short  Scripture  iri/iinis,  1702. 
It  is  based  on  Jobxvii.  13:  "  I  liave  made  \uy  bc<l." 
The  original  is  in  two  double  stanzas.  The  third 
stanza  above  is  com])os('d  of  the  first  two  and  the 
last  two  lines  of  the  second  stanza  of  the  original. 
The  omitted  lines  are: 

"Theie  my  bieathless  Saviour  laid 

Turns  it  to  a  spicy  be«l:     - 

Ifosting  in  His  jmwer  to  save. 

Looking  jiow  beyond  the  grave." 


837  s.  M. 

EilinV  mo  for  the  war, 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight; 


My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare. 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought ; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove ; 
Lot  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
Let  all  l^e  wrought  in  love. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 

!Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee ! 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  O  may  I  love  like  thee ! 

In  all  thy  footsteps  tread  ! 
Thou  hatest  all  iniquity. 

But  nothing  thou  hast  made. 

5  0  may  I  learn  the  art. 

With  meekness  to  reprove; 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love. 

Cliarles  Wesley. 
^'■The  Lord's  Cotitroversy^^  is  the  title  of  this  in 
the  author's  Hymns  oi  God''s  Everlasting  /yOrc, 
1741.  The  original  contains  twenty-six  double 
stanzas.  The  first  above  is  the  second  of  the  origi- 
nal, and  loses  something  of  its  significance  and 
force  by  being  separated  from  the  first  stanza  of  tlie 
original,  which  is: 

1  O  ALL-ATONINO  Lamb, 
O  Saviour  of  mankind. 
If  every  soul  may  in  Thy  name 

AVith  me  salvation  find; 
If  thou  hast  chosen  me 
To  testify  Thy  giace, 
(That  vast  unfathomable  sea 
Which  covers  all  our  race,) 
"  Equip  me  for  the  war,"  etc. 
The  "controversy"  in  the  poet's  mind  was  evi- 
dently over  the  doctrine  of  unconditional  election 
anil  i-C|)robation.    This  long  hymn  strenuously  op- 
jmses  that  doctrine,  and   strongly  sets   forth    the 
doctrine  of    an   unlimited  atonement    in    Christ. 
IJut  the  above  stanzas,  presented   alone,  make  a 
hymn,  not  on  this  subject,  Imt  for  a  minister  of  the 
gosjjcl  concerning  his  work. 


838  I'M. 

Jl'^SUS,  the  weary  wand'rcr's  rest, 
(Jive  me  thy  easy  yoke  to  ])ear: 
AVith  steadfast  patience  arm  my  brea.«;t, 
Witli  spotless  love  and  lowly  fear. 
2  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee. 
Prepared  and  mingled  by  thy  skill: 


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Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  soul  to  heal. 

3  Be  thou,  0  Rock  of  ages,  nigh ! 

So  shall  each  murm'ring  thought  begone ; 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care,  shall  fly 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "  Peace ! " 

Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "  Be  still !  " 
Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  sovereign  will. 
Charles  Wesley. 
Author's  title:  "J?i  Affliction ^    From  Hymns 
and  Sacred  Poems,  1739.    The  first  and  last  stan- 
zas of  the  original  hymn  are  omitted: 
1  Eternal  Beam  of  Light  Divine, 
Fountain  of  unexhausted  love; 
In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine, 
Through  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above; 
6  O  death!  where  is  thy  sting?    "Srhere  now 
Thy  boasted  victoiy,  O  grave? 
"NYho  shall  contend  with  God?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  save? 


839  c.  p.  M. 

HOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot ! 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought. 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell. 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine. 
Already  saved  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature-love ! 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
]\Iy  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue  ; 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  that  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen ; 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess, 
No  cottage  in  this  wilderness : 

A  poor  wayfaring  man, 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below ; 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro, 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 


5  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  ; 
A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise : 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

6  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair ; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come ! 

7  I  come — thy  servant,  Lord,  replies — 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Now^  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end  ; 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

John  Wesley. 

This  hymn  has  been  much  admired, and,  as  a  re- 
ligious lyric,  is  truly  worthy  of  all  the  praise  it  has 
received.  It  is  one  of  the  few  hymns  by  John  Wes- 
ley which  are  entirely  original,  most  of  his  hymns 
being  translations  from  the  German.  The  seventh 
stanza  is  especially  fine  and  beautiful.  It  Avas 
quoted  by  the  saintly  Mrs.  Fletcher  on  her  death- 
bed with  telling  eflect.  Two  stanzas,  inappropriate 
for  congregational  singing,  have  been  omitted: 

4  I  have  no  sharer  of  my  heart, 
To  rob  my  Saviour  of  a  part, 

And  desecrate  the  whole: 
Only  betrothed  to  Christ  am  I, 
And  wait  His  coming  from  the  sky, 

To  wed  my  happj'  soul. 

5  1  have  no  babes  to  hold  me  here; 
But  children  more  securely  dear 

For  mine  I  humbly  claim: 
Better  than  daughters  or  than  sons. 
Temples  divine  of  living  stones. 

Inscribed  with  Jesus'  name. 

Putting  these  stanzas  in  their  proper  place,  and 
reading  the  whole  hymn  through,  one  will  very 
naturally,  and  perhaps  justly,  conclude  that  some 
such  experience  must  have  led  the  author  to  write 
this  hymn  as  led  Dr.  Watts  to  write  the  hymn  be- 
ginning, "How  vain  are  all  things  here  below," 
and  Dr.  Muhlenberg  to  write,  "  I  would  not  live 
alway."  In  less  tlnin  five  years  thereafter,  how- 
ever, the  author,  being  then  in  his  forty-eighth 
year,  Avas  married.  It  Avas  written  in  1746,  and 
first  published  in  Hyiniis  for  Those  (hat  Seek  a7id 
Those  (hat  Have  Jiedempiion  in  (he  Blood  of  Jesus 
Christ,  London,  17-17. 


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840  S.S7..    D. 

APPY  soul,  thy  cUiys  are  ende<l, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended. 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus,  go ! 
"Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo  !  the  Sa^nour  stands  above. 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 
2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion. 
To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast, 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

To  his  everlasting  rest : 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee. 

Bear  a  momentiiry  pain  ; 
Die,  to  live  a  life  of  glory  ; 
Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

Charles  Wesley. 
^'■For    One   Departing  ^^    is  the  title  of   this  in 
the  aiUhor's  Hymns  and  Sacred  Poems^  1749. 


841  8.,  7..    D. 

OTIIE  hour  when  this  material 
Shall  have  vanished  as  a  cloud. 
When  amid  the  wide  ethereal 

All  th'  invisible  shall  crowd, — 
And  the  naked  soul,  surrounded 

With  realities  unknown. 
Triumph  in  the  view  unbounded. 

Feel  herself  with  God  alone! 
2  In  that  sudden,  strange  transition, 

By  what  new  and  finer  sense 
Shall  she  grasp  the  mighty  vision. 

And  receive  its  influence? 
Angels,  guard  the  new  immortal, 

Through  the  wonder-teeming  space, 
To  the  everlasting  portal, 

To  the  sjiirit's  resting-place. 
?i  AVill  she,  then,  with  fond  emotion. 

Aught  of  human  love  retain  ? 
Or,  absorbed  in  i)ure  devotion. 

Will  no  earthly  trace  remain? 
Can  the  grave  those  ties  dissever, 

With  the  vcr>'  heart-strings  twined? 
Must  slic  ])art,  and  part  forever. 

With  tlie  friends  she  leaves  beliind? 
4  No  :  (he  past  she  still  remenduTs; 

Faith  and  hope,  surviving  too, 


Ever  watch  those  sleeping  embers, 
Which  must  rise  and  live  anew  : 

For  the  widowed,  lonely  spirit, 
Waiting  to  be  clothed  afresh, 

Longs  perfection  to  inherit. 
And  to  triumph  in  the  liesh. 

5  Angels,  let  the  ransomed  stranger 

In  your  tender  care  be  blest; 
Hoping,  trusting,  safe  from  danger, 

Till  the  trumpet  end  her  rest — 
Till  the  trump,  which  shakes  creation, 

Tiirough  the  circling  heavens  shall  roll. 
Till  the  day  of  consummation. 

Till  the  bridal  of  the  soul. 

G  Can  I  trust  a  fellow-being  ? 

Can  I  trust  an  angel's  care  ? 
O  thou  merciful  All-seeing! 

Beam  around  my  spirit  there. 
Jesus,  blessed  Mediator, 

Thou  the  airy  path  hast  trod : 
Thou,  the  Judge,  the  Consummatorl 

Shepherd  of  the  fold  of  God ! 

7  Blessed  fold  !  no  foe  can  enter ; 

And  no  friend  departeth  thence ; 
Jesus  is  their  sun,  their  center. 

And  their  shield,  Onmipotence. 
BlessM!  for  the  Lamb  shall  feed  them, 

All  their  tears  shall  wipe  awaj' ; 
To  the  living  fountiins  lead  them, 

Till  fruition's  perfect  day. 

8  Lo !  it  comes,  that  day  of  wonder ; 

Louder  chorals  shake  the  skies; 
Hades'  gates  are  bui-st  asunder ; 

See  !  the  new-clothed  myriads  rise. 
Thought,  repress  thy  weak  endeavor ; 

Here  must  reason  prostrate  fall : 
0  th'  ineffable /oj-nrr, 
And  th'  eternal  All  in  all  I 

Josiah  Conder. 
It  is  a  very  hiprli  coniplimont  to  this  hymn  to  re-  ^ 
cordtliat,  notwitlistan«linjjr  tlu'  fact  that  it  is  rarely 
If  ever  sung,  and  was  tlic  lonjrest  hymn  in  the  old 
Hymn  liook,  yet  no  one  on  the  larjfe  Committee  of 
Revision  or  the  Board  of  Bishojis  expresses!  any 
desire  to  have  it  either  omitted  or  ahrid^red  in  pre- 
paring? tlie  new  hook.  This  hymn  is  one  of  three 
hy  the  antlior  whicli  api)eai('d  in  l)r.  W.  B.  Coll- 
yer's  Cnllrrtinn  in  1S12,  at  which  time  the  author 
was  onlv  23  vears  old. 


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842  '^s  ss,  c.. 

T  ^ITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame  I 
V    Quit,  0  quit  this  mortiil  frame ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  hng'ring,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bhss  of  dying ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  hfe. 

2  Hark !  they  whisper !  nngels  say, 
"  Sister  sphit,  come  away ! " 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite — 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath — 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes,  it  disappears ! 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes!  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring! 
Lend,  lend  your  wings !  T  mount !  I  fly ! 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

0  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

Alexander  Pope. 

This  favorite  ode  is  a  free  version  of  the  Emperor 
Hadrian's  Address  to  his  Soul  tchen  Dying.  The 
original  Latin  is: 

'-'-Animula  7-agida,  blandula., 

Uospes  comesque  corporis., 

Quce  nunc  abibis  in  loca  f 

Pallid ula.,  rigida.,  niidula, 

i\>c,  ut  soles.,  dabis  jocos.'^ 

These  lines  have  been  happily  rendered  thus: 
••'  Thou  wandering,  pleasant,  little  breath. 

The  bodj-'s  host  and  guest, 
Where  now  dost  thou  abide  beneath? 
So  naked,  chill,  and  pale  in  death; 
Withoiit  thy  wonted  jest  I " 
The  Emperor  wrote  in  dim   and  timid  uncer- 
tainty; but  Pope  in  a  more  Christian  strain  speaks 
definitely   of   heaven,    and    concluded   with    the 
Scripture  quotation  of  confident  triumph: 
"  O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 
O  death,  where  is  thy  sting?" 


In  a  letter  written  at  tlie  time,  the  author  ac- 
knowledges his  indebtedness  to  his  classic  prede- 
cessors, lie  says:  "  You  have  it,  as  Cowley  calls  it, 
just  warm  from  the  brain;  it  came  to  me  the  first 
moment  I  waked  this  morning.  Yet  you'll  see  it 
was  not  so  absolutely  inspiration,  but  that  I  had 
in  my  head  not  only  the  verses  of  Hadrian,  but 
also  the  fine  fragment  of  Sappho." 

This  "•  fine  fragment  "  is  of  great  literary  inter- 
est because  of  its  high  antiquity  (about  (iOO  B.  C.) 
and  because,  on  account  of  its  poetic  excellence,  it 
has  been  referred  to  by  writers,  and  has  infiuenced 
the  poets  in  all  ages.  It  is  a  most  vivid  and  thrill- 
ing description  of  the  overpowering  efl'ects  of  the 
passion  of  love.  Its  proper  title  is  "To  the  Be- 
loved Fair."  Plutarch,  Strabo,  and  Athenaius  re- 
fer to  it,  and  Longinus  in  liis  work  on  The  Sub- 
lime quotes  it.  Its  influence  is  seen  in  Horace's 
Ode  to  Lydia.,  and  in  Virgil's -^«ejcZ,  Book  IV.; 
Catullus  has  translated  it,  and  Lucretius  has  im- 
itated it  in  his  Third  Book.  It  has  often  been 
translated  into  English.  Pope's  second  stanza 
follows  the  last  stanza  of  Sappho;  we  give  the 
free  and  difl"use  translation  of  Sappho  by  Ambrose 
Phillips,  as  given  in  the  (Spectof or  for  November 
15,  1711: 

My  bosom  glow'd;  the  subtle  flame 
Ran  quick  through  all  my  vital  frame; 
O'er  my  dim  eyes  a  darkness  hung. 
My  ears  with  hollow  murmurs  rung. 

In  dewy  damps  my  limbs  were  chilled; 
My  blood  with  gentle  horrors  thrilled; 
My  feeble  pulse  forgot  to  play; 
I  fainted,  sank,  and  died  away. 

From  Pope's  correspondence  we  learn  that  on 
November  7, 1712,  he  sent  a  letter  to  Mr.  Steele  for 
insertion  in  the  Sjiectator,  on  the  subject  of  Ha- 
drian's last  words.  This  letter  contains  a  transla- 
tion, in  two  four-line  verses,  of  those  words.  The 
verses  begin:  "Ah  fleeting  spirit  I  wandering  fire," 
etc.  They  are  very  inferior  to  the  piece,  "  Vital 
spark,"  etc.,  but  contain  the  germ  of  it.  On  De- 
cember 4  of  the  same  year  Steele  Avrote  to  Pope, 
asking  him  to  make  of  those  words  an  ode  in  two 
or  three  stanzas  for  music.  He  rejilied  immedi- 
ately, saying  that  he  had  done  as  required,  and 
sent  the  piece  above, "Vital  spark,"  etc.,  as  the 
result. 


SUPPLE^IENT. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


843  CM.  D. 

1  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Come  unto  uie  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breiUit." 
I  came  to  Jesus  iis  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad  ; 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 
And  he  hath  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  saj% 

"  Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water;  thii^sty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live ! " 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 
^ly  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived. 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  I  am  this  dark  world's  Light ; 
Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 

And  all  the  day  be  bright !  " 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  liglit  of  life  I'll  walk. 
Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

J  Tor  a  tins  Bonar. 
This  is  fntm  tlie  author's  ITrimna  of  Faith  and 
Ifopc,  first  scries,  18.'.7.  No  ohaiifre  from  the  origi- 
nal except  in  last  line:  "Till  all  mt/  journr^rs 
•  lone"  for  ''Till  travrliucf  dai/s  arc  <loiic.''  Au- 
thor's title:  '■'■The  Voice  from  Galilee:' 


rpillORK  were  ninety  and  Jiin<'  tliat  safi-ly 
A         lay 

In  thcPhclterc.f  tlM'  f(.l<l. 
I5ut  one  was  out  on  the  hills  awav, 
(334) 


Far  off  from  the  gates  of  gold — 
Away  on  the  mountiuns  wild  and  bare, 
A^^  ay  from  the  tender  Shepherd's  aire. 

2  "Lord,   thou   ha.st  here  thy  ninety  and 

nine; 
Are  they  not  enough  for  thee?" 
But  the  Shepherd  made  answer :  "  This  of 
mine 
Has  wandered  away  from  me ; 
And  although  the  road  be  rough  and  steep, 
I  go  to  the  desert  to  find  my  sheep." 

3  But  none  of  the  ransomed  ever  knew 

How  deep  were  the  waters  crossed ; 
Nor  how  dark  was  the  night  that  the  Lord 
passed  through 

Ere  he  found  his  sheep  that  was  lost. 
Out  in  the  desert  he  heard  its  cry — 
Sick  and  helpless,  and  ready  to  die. 

4  "Lord,  whence  are  those  blood-drops  all 

the  way 
That  mark  out  the  mountain's  track?" 
"They  were  shed  for  one  who  had  gone 
astray 
Ere  the  Shepherd  could  bring  him  back." 
"  Lord,  whence  are  tliy  hands  so  rent  and 

torn?" 
"They  are   j^ierced   to-night  by  inaijy  a 
thorn." 

5  Pnit  all  thro'  the  mountains,  thunder-riven, 

And  up  from  the  rocky  steep, 
There  rose  a  cry  to  the  g:itt^  of  heaven, 

"Uejoice!  I  have  found  my  sheep!" 
And  the  angels  echoed  around  the  throne, 
"  Rejcjice,  for  the  Lord  1  )ri  ngs  1  )ack  1 1  is  own  I " 
Elizabeth  C.  CUphane. 


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335 


This  hymn  first  appeared  in  the  Family  Treas- 
wry, edited  by  Dr.  Arnot.  It  was  reprinted  in  the 
Christian  Age  of  London,  in  ihe  columns  of  -which 
Mr.  Ira  D.  Saukey  first  saw  it.  The  tune  to  which 
it  is  always  sung  suggested  itself  to  his  mind  dur- 
ing a  religious  service  where  the  subject  for  medi- 
tation and  discussion  was  "The  Good  Shepherd," 
and  he  sang  it  at  a  gospel  meeting  in  the  Free  As- 
sembly Hall  at  Edinburgh,  May  lt>,  1874,  before  he 
had  as  yet  written  the  tunc  down.  Perhaps  no 
hymn  sung  by  Mr.  Sankey  in  his  evangelistic  meet- 
ings, held  in  connection  with  Mr.  Moody,  ever 
moved  popular  audiences  more  powerfully  than 
did  this  for  several  years  after  he  first  began  sing- 
ing it;  nor  will  it  likely  ever  lose  its  effectiveness 
as  long  as  there  are  "'  lost  sheep  of  the  house  of  Is- 
rael "  to  hear  it  sung. 


845 

QAY,  where  is  thy  refuge,  1113"  brother, 
kj    And  what  is  tliy  prospect  to-day  ? 
Wliy  toil  for  the  wealth  that  will  perish, 

The  treasures  that  rust  and  decay  ? 
O  think  of  thy  soul,  that  forever 

jNIust  live  on  eternity's  shore, 
AVhen  thou  in  the  dust  art  forgotten, 
When  pleasures  can  charm  thee  no  more. 

Hefrain. 
'Twill  profit  thee  nothing,  but  fearful  the 

cost. 
To  gain  the  whole  world,  if  thy  soul  should 

be  lost ! 

2  The  Master  is  calling  thee,  brother, 

In  tones  of  compassion  and  love, 
To  feel  that  sweet  rapture  of  pardon, 

And  lay  up  thy  treasure  above : 
O  kneel  at  the  cross  where  he  suffered, 

To  ransom  thy  soul  from  the  grave  ; 
The  arm  of  his  mercy  will  hold  thee, 

The  arm  that  is  mighty  to  save. 

3  The  summer  is  waning,  my  brother, 

Repent,  ere  the  season  is  past : 
God's  goodness  to  thee  is  extended. 

As  long  as  the  day-beam  shall  last ; 
Then  slight  not  the  warning  repeated 

"With  all  the  bright  moments  that  roll, 
Nor  say,  when  the  harvest  is  ended, 

That  no  one  hath  cared  for  thy  soul. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 


'I  his  is  one  of  the  "  Gospel  Hymns."  It  is  based 
on  Matthew  xvi.  26:  "What  is  a  man  i)rofited,  if 
he  shall  gain  the  Avhole  world,  and  lose  his  own 
soul?" 


846 

JESUS,  gracious  One,  calleth  now  to  thee, 
"  Come,  O  sinner,  come !  " 
Calls  so  tenderly,  calls  so  lovingly, 

^'Xow,  O  sinner,  come." 
AVords  of  peace  and  blessing, 
Christ's  own  love  confessing. 

Refrain. 
Hear  the  sweet  voice  of  Jesus, 
Full,  full  of  love  ; 
Calling  tenderly,  calling  lovingly, 
"  Come,  O  sinner,  come." 

2  Still  he  waits  for  thee,  pleading  patiently, 

"  Come,  O  come  to  me ! " 
"  Heavy-laden  one,  I  thy  grief  have  borne, 

Come  and  rest  in  me." 
Words  with  love  o'erflowing. 
Life  and  bliss  bestowing. 

3  Weary,  sin-sick  soul,  called  so  graciously. 

Canst  thou  dare  refuse  ? 
Mercy  offered  thee,  freely,  tenderly, 

Wilt  thou  still  abuse  ? 
Come,  for  time  is  flying. 
Haste,  thy  lamp  is  dying. 

Mrs.  S.  A.  Collins. 
One  of  the  "Gospel  Hymns,"  baseil  on  Jsaiah 
xlii.  6:  "I  the  Lord  have  called  thee." 


847 

ARE  you  staying,  safely  staying, 
In  the  tender  Shepherd's  peaceful  fold? 
No,  I'm  straying,  sadl}''  straying, 

On  the  lonely  mountains,  dark  and  cold. 

Refrain. 
On  your  ear  his  loving  tones  are  fall- 

iug, 
For  he  seeks  you,  wlieresoe'er  you 
roam  ; 
Hear  him  calling,  sweetly  calling, 
As  he  bids  his  wandering  sheep  come 
home. 


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SUPrLEMENT. 


2  Are  you  hearing,  gladly  hearing, 

IIow  he  bids  his  folded  Hock  rejoice? 
No,  I'm  fearing,  s^adly  fearing — 

1  have  followed  far  the  stranger's  voice. 

3  Are  you  roaming,  longer  roaming. 

In  the  cold,  dark  night  of  doubt  and  sin? 
No,  I'm  coming,  quickly  coming ! 
Open  door,  make  haste  to  let  me  in ! 

Maru  Ti.  C.  Slade. 

This  hymn  has  been  crroneouslj-  altributed  to 
Rev.  J.  II.  Martin.  It  was  written  by  Mrs.  Slade 
ni  response  to  a  ivqnest  by  Prof.  R.  ^I.  Mcintosh 
that  she  prepare  for  him  a  hymn  on  the  parable  of 
the  lost  sheep.  "Hear  Him  Calling"  is  the  title 
under  which  this  hymn  was  published. 


848 

THE  mistakes  of  my  life  have  been  many, 
But  the  sins  of  my  heart  have  been 
more ; 
And  I  scarcely  can  see  for  my  weeping, 
But  I'll  knock  at  the  open  door. 

Refrain. 

I  know  I  am  sinful  and  unworthy, 
And  now  I  fc?el  it  more  and  more, 

But  Jesus  invites  me  to  come  in,  come  in ; 
I  will  enter  the  open  door. 

2  I  am  lowest  of  those  who  would  love  him  ; 

1  am  weakest  of  those  who  would  i)ray  ; 
But  I  come  to  him  as  he  has  bidden. 
And  I  know  he'll  not  say  me  nay. 

3  My  mistakes  his  free  grace  now  will  cover, 

And  my  sins  he  will  wash  all  away; 
And  the  feet  that  now  stumble  and  faltc^r, 
Soon  may  enter  the  gate  of  day. 

4  The  mistakes  of  my  life  have  been  many, 

And  my  spirit  is  weary  with  sin  ; 
Thougli  I  scarcely  C4in  see  for  my  weeping. 
Yet  the  Saviour  will  let  me  in. 

T "ran in  Locke  Jiailrj/. 

This  Is  one  of  the  most  beautiful  and  ('(rectivc  of 
the  modern  hymuH  of  ifs  class.  It  is  based  on  Rev. 
Hi.  X:  "  I'.chold,  I  have  wet  before  thee  an  open 
door." 


849  L.M.    Gl. 

MY  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness ; 
I  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name : 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stiuid ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  siind. 

2  "When  darkness  seems  to  veil  his  face, 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace  : 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale, 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  veil : 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

3  His  oath,  his  covenant,  and  blood. 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood: 
When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
lie  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay : 
On  Christ,  the  solid  rock,  I  stand  ; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

Edivard  Mote. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  of  Praise,  1S3G,  whei-e 
it  bears  the  title,  "T'/ip  Immutable  Basis  of  a  Sin- 
ner''s  Jlopc/^  The  hymn  has  been  considerably  al- 
tered from  the  original,  which  contained  six  stan- 
zas. 


850 

LORD,  I  hear  of  showoi-s  of  blessing 
Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free ; 
Showers,  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  some  drops  now  fall  on  me, 
Even  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Father, 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be ; 
Tliou  might'st  leave  me,  but  the  rather 
Let  thy  mercy  fall  on  me. 
Even  me. 

3  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Saviour, 

Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee ; 
I  am  longing  for  thy  favor ; 
Whilst  thou  'rt  calling,  O  call  me. 
Even  me. 

4  Piiss  me  not,  O  mighty  Si)irit, 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see; 
AVitnesser  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  tlie  word  of  power  to  me, 
Even  me. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


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5  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless  ; 

Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free ; 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless : — 
Magnify  them  all  in  me, 
Even  me. 

6  Pass  me  not,  thy  lost  one  bringing, 

Bind  my  heart,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 

While  the  streams  of  life  are  springing. 

Blessing  others,  0  bless  me, 

Even  me. 

Elizabeth  Codner. 
One  stanza  is  omitted: 

5  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping- 
Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee? 

Has  tlic  world  my  heart  been  keeping? 
O I  forgive,  and  rescue  me, 
Even  me. 
This  hymn  was  written  in  1860, and  published  as 
a  leaflet  in  1861.  It  has  attained  such  widespread 
popularity  and  usefulness  and  is  so  serviceable  in 
revival  meetings  that  we  give  in  full  the  author's 
account  of  its  origin:  "A  party  of  young  friends 
over  whom  I  Avas  watching  with  anxious  hope  at- 
tended a  meeting  in  Avhich  details  were  given  of  a 
revival  Avork  in  Ireland.  They  came  back  greatly 
Impressed.  My  fear  was  lest  they  should  be  sat- 
isfied to  let  their  own  fleece  remain  dry;  and  I 
pressed  upon  them  the  privilege  and  responsibility 
of  getting  a  share  in  the  outpoured  blessing.  On 
the  Sunday  following,  not  being  well  enough  to  get 
out,  I  had  a  time  of  quiet  communion.  Those 
children  were  still  on  my  heart,  and  I  longed  to 
press  upon  them  an  earnest  individual  appeal. 
Without  effort,  words  seemed  to  be  given  to  me, 
and  tliey  took  the  form  of  a  hymn.  I  had  no 
thought  of  sending  it  beyond  the  limits  of  my 
own  circle,  but,  passing  it  on  to  one  and  an- 
other, it  became  a  Avord  of  poAver,  and  I  then  pub- 
lished it  as  a  leaflet.  Of  its  future  history,  I  can 
only  say,  the  Lord  took  it  quite  out  of  my  OAvn 
hands.  It  Avas  read  from  pulpits,  circulated  by 
tens  of  thousands,  and  blessed  in  a  remarkable  de- 
gree. Every  now  and  then  some  sweet  token  Avas 
sent  to  cheer  me  in  a  somcAvhat  isolated  life,  of  its 
influence  upon  souls.  Now  it  Avould  be  tidings 
from  afar  of  a  young  oflUcer  dying  in  India,  and 
sending  home  his  Bible  Avith  the  hymn  pasted  on 
the  fly-leaf,  as  the  precious  memorial  of  that 
which  brought  him  to  the  Lord.  Then  came  the 
story  of  a  poor  outcast  gathered  into  the  fold  by 
the  same  means.  Then  came  to  me  a  letter  given 
me  by  Mr.  E.  P.  Hammond,  Avhich  he  had  received, 
and  in  Avhich  Avere  the  Avords,  ••  Thank  yon  for  sing- 
ing that  hymn  "Even  Me;"  for  it  Avas  the  sing- 
ing of  that  hymn  that  saved  me.  I  was  a  lost 
Avomaii,  a  Avicked  mother.  I  have  stolen,  and 
lied,  and  been  so  bad  to  my  dear  innocent  children. 
Friendless,  I  attended  your  inquiry  meeting,  but 

22 


no  one  came  to  me  because  of  the  crowtl.  IJnt  on 
Satnrday  afternoon,  at  tlie  First  Presbyterian 
Cliurch,  wiien  they  all  sang  that  hymn  togctlier, 
those  beautiful  Avords,  "'  Let  some  drops  now  fall 
on  me,"  and  also  those,  "  IJlessing  otliers,  O  bless 
me,"  it  seemed  to  reach  my  very  soul,  I  thought 
Jesus  can  accept  me— "-even  me,"  and  it  brought 
me  to  his  feet,  and  1  feel  the  burden  of  sin  removed. 
Can  you  wonder  that  I  love  those  Avoids,  and  I  love 
to  hear  them  sung?  ' 

"The  original  rendering  has  in  a  variety  of  in- 
stances been  departed  from;  to  some  alterations  I 
have  consented,  but  always  prefer  that  the  Avords 
remain  unchanged  from  the  form  in  which  at  first 
God  so  richly  blessed  them.  The  point  of  the 
I  hymn,  in  its  close  individual  application,  is  in  the 
Even  me  at  the  end  of  the  verse.  I  thankfully 
commit  them  to  whoever  desires  to  use  them  in  the 
services  of  our  blessed  Master." 

The  singing  leader  in  an  American  SundaA'-school 
Avas  a  man  of  skeptical  tendencies— moral  and  up- 
right, though  far  from  being  a  Christian.  One 
Sunday  this  hymn  Avas  commenced  as  usual,  but 
Avhen  the  leader  came  to  the  passage 

"  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Saviour, 
Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee," 
his  Voice  quivered,  his  frame  shook,  and  in  anguish 
he  cried  out,  "-Pray  for  me."  It  Avas  a  scene  of 
thrilling  interest,  and  earnest  prayers  then  went 
up  from  teachers  and  scholars,  that  he  who  had  so 
long  sung  the  sweet  songs  of  Zion  Avithout  feeling 
their  power  might  now  sing  Avith  the  spirit  and 
the  understanding.  He  Avas  happily  converted, 
and  is  now  a  faithful  Christian. 


851 


I 


NEED  thee  every  hour, 

Most  gracious  Lord ; 
No  tender  voice  like  thine 

Can  peace  afford. 

Refrain. 
I  need  thee,  O  I  need  thee ; 

Every  hour  I  need  thee  ; 
0  bless  me  now,  my  Saviour  1 

I  come  to  thee. 

2  I  need  thee  every  hour ; 

Stay  thou  near  by  ; 
Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  thou  art  nigh. 

3  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain  ; 
Come  quickly  and  abide. 
Or  life  is  vain. 


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SUPPLEMENT. 


4  I  need  thee  every  hour  ; 

Teacli  me  thy  will ; 
And  thy  rich  promises 
In  nie  fulfill. 

5  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

Most  Holy  One ; 
O  niiike  me  thine  indeed, 

Thou  blessed  Son ! 

Annie  Sherwood  Hawks. 
Rev.  Uobert  Lowry,  author  of  the  popular  tunc 
to  whicli  this  hymn  is  coiunionly  sung,  says  in  a 
letter  to  Kov.  C.  S.  Nutter,  author  of  Hymn  Stud- 
ies: **'I  Need  Thee  Every  Hour'  was  written  by 
Mrs.  Annie  S.  Hawks,  in  1872,  in  Brooklyn,  N.  Y. 
I  believe  it  was  the  expression  of  her  own  e.Nperi- 
ence.  It  came  to  me  in  the  form  of  five  simple 
stanzas,  to  which  I  added  the  choius  to  make  it 
more  serviceable.  It  inspired  me  at  its  first  read- 
ing. It  first  api»earcd  in  a  small  collection  of  orig- 
inal songs  prepared  for  the  National  Baptist  Sun- 
day-school Association,  held  in  Cincinnati,  in  No- 
vember, 1872,  and  was  sung  on  that  occasion." 


852 

PASS  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 
Hear  my  humble  cry ; 
While  on  others  thou  art  calling. 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

Refrain. 
Saviour,  Saviour, 

Hear  my  humble  cry; 
AVhile  on  others  thou  art  calling. 

Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 

Find  a  sweet  relief; 
Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Hell)  my  unl)elief. 

3  Trusting  only  in  thy  merit. 

Would  I  seek  thy  face; 
Heal  my  wounded,  l)roken  s])irit; 
Save  me  by  thy  grace. 

4  TIiou  the  spring  of  nil  my  comfort, 

Mon;  than  life  tf>  me, 
Whom  liave  I  on  earth  beside  the(^? 
\Vh(tm  in  heaven  ]»nt  thee? 

Fan  111/  ./.  Crash}/. 
One  of  the  most  i)oi»ul;ir  of  llic  "fJospel  llyujus." 
and   pcrliapH  tlie  favorite  of   Fanny   Crosby's  nu- 
n.croun  Mjng«. 


853 

THERE  is  a  gate  that  stands  ajar, 
And  through  its  portals  gleaming, 
A  radiance  from  the  cross  afar, 
The  Saviour's  love  revealing. 

Refrain. 

O  depth  of  mercy  !  can  it  be 
That  gate  was  left  ajar  for  me? 
For  me,  for  me? 
Was  left  ajar  for  me  ? 

2  That  gate  ajar  stands  free  for  all 

AV^ho  seek  through  it  salvation  ; 
The  rich  and  poor,  the  great  and  small, 
Of  every  tribe  and  nation. 

3  Press  onward,  then,  though  foes  may  frown, 

While  mercy's  gate  is  open  ; 
Accept  the  cross,  and  win  the  crown. 
Love's  everlasting  token. 

4  Beyond  the  river's  brink  we'll  lay 

The  cross  that  here  is  given, 
And  bear  the  crown  of  life  away, 
And  love  him  more  in  heaven. 

Lydia  Baxter. 

On  the  last  night  of  1873  Maggie  Lindsay  of  AIh 
erdecn,  Scotland,  was  happily  convertctl  at  the 
great  Moody  and  Sankey  revival  at  Edinburgh.  It 
was  the  singingof  this  hymn  that  had  most  power- 
fully impressed  her  and  infinenced  her  to  come  to 
Christ.  On  January  27,  1874,  she  spent  her  last 
evening  in  Edinburgh  with  her  governess  and  sis- 
ter, and  on  returning  from  the  meeting  the  latter 
said  to  her,  "Maggie,  I  am  to  give  you  a  text  on 
leaving  us;  it  is  one  of  the  words  of  Jesus, '  Lo,  I 
am  with  you  alway.'"  The  next  morning  she 
took  the  train  for  Aberdeen.  A  fearful  railroad 
collision  took  place.  Maggie  was  left  for  several 
hours  lying  on  the  bank.  She  was  at  last  taken  up 
on  a  stretcher,  and  removed  to  a  cottage  near  by. 
It  was  supposed  she  was  reading  her  njuch-loved 
hymn,  as  the  leaf  was  tuined  <lown  at  the  won  I  s, 
"The  gate  .'ijai-  Un'  nu\"  and  (he  page^  of  the  book 
were  stained  with  her  own  heart's  blood.  Lying 
on  that  stretcher,  with  both  limbs  broken,  a  fract- 
ured skull,  and  other  internal  injin-ies,  she  could 
yet  sin(j  with  bleeding  H])s  the  hymn:— 

"  Thei'C  Is  a  gate  that  stands  ajar, 

An<l  thiough  its  i)ortals  gleaming, 
A  ra«liancc  fi*om  the  cross  afar, 
The  Saviour's  love  revealing. 
<)  dei)th  of  mercy!  can  it  l)e 
That  gate  was  left  ajar  for  mc?" 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


339 


'"Fovinc!  iovnw!  fur  ittc.'"'  slie  sang  plaintively, 
to  the  uncontroUablc  emotion  of  those  who  were 
beside  her. 

Amid  all  her  suflerings  she  never  nunimire  I. 
Her  chief  concern  was  for  the  eflect  which  the 
sight  of  her  poor  scarred  face  would  have  on  her 
mother,  who  could  not  reach  her  before  seven  in  the 
evening.  She  was  twelve  hours  alone  among 
strangers;  "  alone— yet  not  alone,"  she  said, ''for 
Jesus  is  here  I  He  has  beeu  with  me  alway.  He 
has  kept  his  word." 

At  last,  unable  to  utter  another  word.Avhenever 
a  hymn  was  sung  there  was  a  gurgling  sound  in 
her  throat,  as  if  she  Avas  trying  to  join  iu  the  soug 
of  praise. 

Mr.  Sankey,  writing  of  her,  says:  "I  am  per- 
suaded that  already  the  story  of  her  patient  suffer- 
ing and  triumpliant  death  has  been  the  means  under 
(Joil  of  bringing  some  to  the  feet  of  Jesus;  and  that 
the  sweet  testimony  which  she  bore,  even  while 
her  feet  were  i)assing  through  the  coUl  waters  of 
Jordan,  STesus  has  kept  his  Avord  '  Avill  cheer  many 
a  pilgrim  on  the  Avay  to  that  city  which  hath  fouu- 
;latious,  whose  builder  and  maker  is  God." 
Beyond  the  river's  brink  I'll  lay 

The  cross  that  here  is  given. 
And  bear  the  crown  of  life  aAvay, 
And  love  Him  more  in  heaven. 


854  s.  M.  D. 

I  WAS  a  wandering  gheep, 
I  did  not  love  the  fold, 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled ; 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
]  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  his  child  ; 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill. 

O'er  deserts  Avaste  and  Avild : 
He  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished,  and  faint,  and  lone ; 
He  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love. 

He  saved  the  wandering  one. 

3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is  ; 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'TAvas  he  that  Avashed  me  in  his  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  Avhole : 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost. 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep ; 


'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 
'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  No  more  a  Avandering  sheep, 

1  love  to  be  controlled, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold : 
No  more  a  AvayAvard  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam  ; 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice, 

I  loA'e,  I  love  his  home ! 

Horalius  Bonar. 
The  author's  title  in   his  Hymns  of  Faith  and 
Hope,  1st  series,  1857,  is  '■'Lout,  bid  Found/'    One 
stanza,  the  third,  of  the  original  has  been  omitted: 
3  They  spoke  in  tender  love; 

They  raised  their  rlrooping  head: 
They  gently  closed  my  bleeding  wounds, 

My  fainting  soul  they  fed. 
They  washed  my  lilth  away; 

They  made  me  clean  and  fair: 
They  brought  me  to  my  home  m  peace. 
The  long-sought  wanderer! 

The  third,  fifth,  seventh,  and  eighth  lines  of  the 
second  stanza  begin  Avith  thCAvord  '•'They''''  instead 
of  "He." 

The  last  stanza  has  suffered  at  the  hantl  of  revis- 
ers.   It  originally  read: 

I  luas  a  Avandering  sheep, 

I  tcould  not  be  controlled; 
But  7ioiu  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice. 

Hove,  i /ore  i/je  fold! 
I icas  a  wayAvard  child; 

I  once  preferred  to  roam. 
But  now  I  love  my  Father's  voice.— 

I  love,  1  love  his  home. 

The  following  incident  is  narrated  by  Long  in 
his  History  of  the  Hymns:  "■  During  a  revival  in  a 
female  seminary  in  Massachusetts,  many  of  the 
pupils  had  shown  the  natural  •enmity 'of  the 'car- 
nal mind'  to  spiritual  things.     Helen  B Avas 

among  those  Avho  noticed  the  Spirit's  work  only  by 
a  curling  lip  and  a  scoraful  laugh. 

"It  seemed  in  vain  to  talk  Avith  her.  or  seek  to  in- 
duce her  to  attend  a  prayer-meeting.  Christians 
could  do  nothing  more  than  to  pray  for  her. 

"One  evening,  however,  as  a  praying  band  had 
gathered,  the  door  opened,  and  Helen  B en- 
tered. Her  eyes  Avere  doAvncast,  and  her  face  Avas 
calm  and  very  pale.  There  was  something  in  iier 
look  Avhich  told  of  an  inward  struggle.  She  took 
her  seat  silently,  and  the  exercises  of  the  meeting 
proceeded.  A  few  lines  Avere  sung,  tAvo  or  three 
prayers  offered,  and  then,  as  was  their  custom,  each 
repeated  a  fcAv  verses  of  some  favorite  hymn.  One 
followed  another  in  succession,  until  it  came  to  the 
turn  of  the  ncAV-comer.    There  Avas  a  pause,  ancl  a 


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j)eifcct  silence,  and  then,  without  lifting  her  eyes 

Jit  fraiu. 

lioiu  the  fliKU-,  she  connnence<I, 

* 

There's  a  balm  in  Gilead 

'  I  was  a  wanilcnng  sheep, 

To  make  the  wounded  whole ; 

1  did  not  love  the  fold.' 

There's  power  enough  in  Jesus 

'•  Her  voice  was  low,  but  distinct,  an<l  every  word, 

To  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 

as  i^he  uttered  it,  thrilletl  the  hearts  of  the  listeners. 

.She  repeated  one  stanza  after  another  of  that  beau- 

2 Next  door  to  death  he  found  me. 

tiful  hymn  of  Bonar,  and  not  an  eye  save  her  own 
was  diy,  as,  with  sweet  emphasis,  she  pronounced 

And  snatched  me  from  the  grave, 

the  last  lines: 

To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

'No  more  a  wayward  chiUI, 

J  seek  no  more  to  roam; 

3  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice— 
1  love,  I  love  his  home.' 

Is  light  compared  with  sin; 

On  every  part  it  seizes, 

"That  single  hymn  told  all.  The  wandering  sheep, 
the  pioud  and  wayward  chih^had  returned." 

But  rages  most  within. 

4  'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever. 

And  madness,  all  combined; 

855             'S.  M.  D. 

And  none  but  a  believer 

"  4  LL  tilings  are  ready,"  come, 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

lA-  Come  to  the  supper  spread  ; 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Come,  rich  and  poor,  come,  ol<l  and  young, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 

Come,  and  be  richly  fed. 

At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

"All  things  are  ready,"  come. 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 

The  invitation's  given, 
Through  him  who  now  in  glory  sits 

G  Come,  then,  to  this  Physician ; 

At  God's  riglit  hand  in  heaven. 

His  help  he'll  freely  give; 

He  makes  no  hard  condition  ; 

2  "All  things  are  ready,"  come. 

'Tis  only— look  and  live ! 

The  door  is  open  wide; 

John  Xcivton 

0  fciist  upon  the  love  of  God, 

This  hymn  on  '^'Thr  Great.  Phpsician  "  was  writ- 

For Ciirist,  his  Son,  has  died. 

ten  by  Newton  to  celebrate  his  conversion.    lie 

"All  things  are  ready,"  come. 

had  been  one  of  the  worst  of  sinners.    It  is  based 

To-morrow  may  not  be  ; 

on  Isa.  xlv.  22:  "•Look  unto  me,  and  be  ye  saved." 

Also  on  Jer.  viii.  22:  "■  Is  there  no  balm  in  Ciilead? 

0  sinner,  come,  the  Saviour  waits 

is  tliere  no  idiysician  there?  why  then  is  ndt  the 

Tliis  hour  to  welcome  thee. 

liealth  of  the  daughter  of  my  people  recovered?" 

Albert  Mkllane. 

Two  stanzas  are  omitted: 

From  the  author's  Gospel  Echoes;  or.  Help  to 

3  From  men,  great  skill  jnofessing, 

the  JfrrnUls  of  Salvation,  1803.     One  verse  of  the 

I  tlunight  a  cure  to  gain; 

original  has  been  omitted: 

])ut  this  pi-oved  more  distressing, 

4  "All  things  arc  ready,"  come. 

And  added  to  my  pain. 

All  hind'rance  is  removed; 

Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

And  (Jod,  In  Christ,  his  jirccious  love 

Some  gave  nu^  up  foi-lo>t; 

To  fallen  man  has  proved. 

Thus  every  refuge  failed  me. 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

■i  At  length,  this  great  Physician— 

85(>     _         7s,  fe 

How  matchless  is  His  grace! 

Accei)ted  my  i)etition, 

TTOW  lost  was  my  condition, 

Anrl  undertook  my  case; 

11  Till  Jesus  made  me  whole! 

First  gave  me  sight  to  view  Tlim— 

For  sin  my  sight  had  scaled- 

Tiiore  is  but  one  Physician 

Then  baile  me  l«>ok  unto  him; 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 

I  lookeil,  and  I  was  healed. 

MISCELLANEOUS. 


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857 

LORD  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  perfectly  whole ; 
I  want  thee  forever  to  live  in  my  soul ; 
Break  down  every  idol,  cast  out  every  foe : 
Now  wash  nie,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

Refrain. 

"Whiter  than  snow,  yes,  whiter  than  snow  ; 

0  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  look  down  from  thy  throne  in 

the  skies. 
And  help  me  to  make  a  complete  sacrifice ; 

1  give  up  myself,  and  whatever  I  know : 

0  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  for  this  I  most  humbly  en- 

treat ; 

1  wait,  blessed  Lord,  at  thy  crucified  feet, 
By  faith,   for   my  cleansing;   I   see   thy 

blood  flow : 
O  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

4  Lord  Jesus,  thou  seest  I  patiently  wait ; 
Come  now,  and  within  me  a  new  heart 

create ; 
To   those  who   have   sought  thee,   thou 

never  said'st  No : 
O  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 

snow. 

James  Nicholson. 
This  bcjuitifiil  consecration  In-mn  is  based  on  Ps. 
M.  7:  ^  Wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than  snoAv." 


858 

I  HEAR  thy  welcome  voice, 
That  calls  me.  Lord,  to  thee : 
For  cleansing  in  thy  precious  blood, 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

Refrain. 
I  am  coming,  Lord  ! 

Coming  now  to  thee ! 
Wash  me,  cleanse  me,  in  the  blood 

That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

2  Though  coming  weak  and  vile, 
Thou  dost  my  strength  assure  ; 


Thou  dost  my  vileness  fully  cleanse, 
Till  spotless,  all,  and  pure. 

3  'Tis  Jesus  calls  me  on 

To  perfect  faith  and  love, 
To  perfect  hope,  and  peace,  and  trust. 
For  earth  and  heaven  above. 

4  'Tis  Jesus  who  confirms, 

The  blessed  work  within, 
By  adding  grace,  to  welcomed  grace, 
Where  reigned  the  power  of  sin. 

5  And  he  the  witness  gives 

To  loyal  hearts  and  free. 
That  every  promise  is  fulfilled, 
If  faith  but  brings  the  plea. 

6  All  hail !  atoning  blood ! 

All  hail !  redeeming  grace ! 
All  hail !  the  gift  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
Our  strength  and  righteousness.  . 

Letvis  Hartsough. 

This  seems  to  be  the  most  popular  of  the  author's 
hymns.  It  was  first  published  in  Halloived  Songs. 
It  is  based  on  Matt.  xi.  2^:  "  Come  unto  me,  all  ye 
that  labor  and  are  heavy  laden,  and  I  will  give  you 
rest." 


859 

I  WAS  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour, 
And  as  vile  as  a  sinner  could  be ; 
I  wondered  if  Christ  the  Redeemer 
Could  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

2  I  wandered  on  in  the  darkness, 

Not  a  ray  of  light  could  I  see. 
And  the  thought  filled  my  heart  with  sad- 
ness. 
There's  no  hope  for  a  sinner  like  me. 

3  And  then,  in  that  dark,  lonely  hour, 

A  voice  whispered  sweetly  to  me, 
Saying,  Christ  the  Redeemer  has  power, 
To  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 

4  I  listened,  and  lo !  'twas  the  Saviour 

That  was  speaking  so  kindly  to  me  ; 
I  cried,  I'm  the  chief  of  sinners. 
Thou  canst  save  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 


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5  I  then  fully  trusted  in  Je^^u?^, 

Aiul  0  what  a  joy  came  to  me  ; 
My  heart  wai?  lilled  with  his  praises, 
For  saving  a  sinner  like  me. 
G  No  longer  in  darkness  I'm  walking, 
For  the  light  is  now  shining  on  me. 
And  now  unto  othei"S  I'm  telling. 
How  he  saved  a  poor  sinner  like  me. 
7  And  when  life's  journey  is  over, 
And  I  the  dear  Saviour  shall  see, 
I'll  i)raise  him  forever  and  ever, 
For  saving  a  sinner  like  me. 

Charles  J.  Butler. 
Tlie  experience  of  a  soul  in  i)as.sing  from  daik- 
iic.-'S  to  light  is  very  well  tolil  in  this  hymn. 


860 

BLESSED  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine! 
O  what  a  foretaste  of  glory  divine! 
Heir  of  salvation,  pur(;hase  of  God, 
Born  of  his  Spirit,  washed  in  his  blood. 
Itefrain. 
This  is  my  story,  this  is  my  song. 
Praising  my  Saviour  all  the  day  long. 

2  Perfect  submission,  perfect  delight. 
Visions  of  rapture  burst  on  my  sight, 
Angels  descending,  bring  from  aljove. 
Echoes  of  mercy,  whispers  of  love. 

3  Perfect  submission,  all  is  at  rest, 

I  in  my  Saviour  am  hapi)y  and  blest, 
AVatcthing  and  waiting,  looking  al)ove, 
Filled  with  his  goodness,  lost  in  his  love. 
Fanny  J.  Crash i/. 
Fanny  Crosby  has  perhaps  written  a  larger  num- 
ber of  hymns  such  as  this  than  any  living  female 
writer.     ConHi<lering  liow   large   tliis  number  is 
(piM-haps  three  tliousand),  her  hymns  arc  meritori- 
ous and  worthy  of  tl»e  jmpnlarity  they  enjoy. 


SOI  i^.  M. 

HE  Icadeth  rae!  O  blessed  thought! 
O  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 
What<''('r  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  Icadeth  me. 
lief  rain. 
He  leaded^  nie,  leadeth  me; 

He  Icadeth  me, 
Bv  his  own  hand  he  Icadeth  me. 


2  Sometimes, mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes, where  Eden's  l)owers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea — 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me! 

3  Lord,  I  would  clas])  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine. 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me ! 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done. 
When,  by  thy  grace,  the  victory's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee. 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 

Joseph  Ilcnry  Gilmore. 

Tliis  popular  hymn  was  written  at  the  dose  of  a 
lecture  on  the  twenty-third  Psalm  delivered  in  the 
First  Baptist  Cluirch  of  Philadelphia. 

A  gentleman  stepped  into  his  house,  and  threw 
himself  down  to  rest.  The  past  was  dark  and 
cheerless,  the  future  naught  but  gloom.  His  very 
soul  wrung  in  agony,  for  the  face  of  (Jod  was  hid- 
den, and  there  seemed  nothing  reserved  for  him 
but  blank  despair.  In  an  adjoining  room  his  little 
girl  was  playing,  not  knowing  her  father  was  near. 
Soon  in  sweetest  tones  these  words  broke  on  his  ear: 

He  Icadeth  me!  O  blessed  thought! 

()  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught! 

AVhate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be. 

Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  Icadeth  me. 

The  Avoids  arrested  his  attention,  and  his  eyes 
suffused  with  tears  as  the  song  procccde<l: 

Sometimes,mid  scenes  of  darkest  gloom, 
Sometimes,where  Eden's  bowers  bloom- 
By  Avaters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea- 
Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

It  was  enough;  the  clouds  broke,  the  light  of 
heaven  shone  in,  and  jjcace  (lowed  u])on  his  soul 
like  a  river.  Through  that  little  child  he  had 
learned  the  lesson  of  (rust.  Surely  she  was  God's 
angel  of  peace  !—iV^.  V.  Advocate, 


862 

MASTER,  the  tempest  is  raging! 
The  billows  are  tossing  high! 
The  sky  is  o'ershadowed  with  blackness, 

No  shelter  or  help  is  nigh  ; 
"Carest  thou  not  that  we  ju'rish?" 

How  canst  thou  lie  asleep. 
When  each  moment  so  madly  is  threat'nin^ 
A  grave  in  the  angry  deep? 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


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Refrain. 
"  The  winds  and  the  waves  shall  obey  my 
will, 

Peace,  be  still ! 
AVhether  the  wrath  of  the  storm-tossed  sea, 
Or  demons,  or  men,  or  whatever  it  be, 
No  water  can  swallow  the  ship  where  lies 
The  Master  of  ocean,  and  earth,  and  skies; 
They  all  shall  sweetly  obey  my  will ; 

Peace,  be  still !    Peace,  be  still ! " 

2  Master,  with  anguish  of  spirit, 

I  bow  in  my  grief  to-day ; 
The  depths  of  my  sad  heart  are  troubled ; 

O  waken  and  save,  I  pray ! 
Torrents  of  sin  and  of  anguish 

Sweep  o'er  my  sinking  soul ; 
And  I  perish !  I  perish,  dear  Master ! 

0  hasten,  and  take  control ! 

3  Master,  the  terror  is  over, 

The  elements  sweetly  rest ; 
Earth's  sun  in  the  calm  lake  is  mirrored, 

And  heaven's  within  my  breast : 
Linger,  O  blessed  Redeemer, 
Leave  me  alone  no  more  ; 
And  with  joy  I  shall  make  the  blest  harbor, 
And  rest  on  the  blissful  shore. 

Mary  A.  Baker. 
This  beautiful  hymn  is  based  on  Mark  iv.  37-39: 
"And  tliei-e  arose  a  great  storm  of  Avind,  and  the 
waves  beat  into  the  ship,  so  that  it  was  now  full. 
And  he  was  in  the  hintler  part  of  the  ship,  asleep 
on  a  pillow:  and  they  awake  him,  and  say  unto 
him,  Master,  carest  thou  not  that  we  perish?  And 
he  arose,  and  rebuked  the  wind,  and  said  unto  the 
sea,  Peace,  be  still.  And  the  wind  ceased,  and 
there  was  a  great  calm." 

The  occasion  of  the  writing  of  this  hymn  was  as 
follows:  The  authoress  had  a  favorite  invaliil 
brother  whom  she  had  tenderly  cared  for.  He  was 
sent  to  the  distant  South  in  hope  of  curing  his  dis- 
ease, consumption,  but  he  grew  worse  and  finally 
died.  Circumstances  prevented  the  afl'ectionate 
sister  from  going  to  him.  Out  of  the  bitterness  of 
her  sorrow  came  tliis  beaiitiful  and  tender  hymn. 
The  tune  is  happily  in  every  way  adapted  to  its 
sentiments. 


863  6s,  4s,  6s. 

FADE,  fade,  each  earthly  joy 
Jesus  is  mine ; 
Break  every  tender  tie, 
Jesus  is  mine ; 


Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
,     Earth  has  no  resting-place, 
Jesus  alone  can  bless, 
Jesus  is  mine. 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 

Jesus  is  mine  ; 
Here  would  1  ever  stay, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  da}', 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Lost  in  this  dawning  bright, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried 
Left  but  a  dismal  void ; 
Jesus  has  satisfied ; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

4  Farewell,  mortiility, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Welcome,  eternity, 

Jesus  is  mine ; 
Welcome,  0  loved  and  blest. 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest, 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast; 
Jesus  is  mine. 

June  Catherine  Bonar. 
This  hymn  was  "  inserted  by  special  permission  " 
in  "Wilson's  Service  of  Praise  (London,  1867),  and  is 
there  accredited  to  Mrs.  Horatius  Bonar,  whose 
maiden  name  was  Jane  Catherine  Lundie. 


864 

IA^I  coming  to  the  cross ; 
I  am  i)oor,  and  weak,  and  blind ; 
I  am  counting  all  but  dross, 
I  sl^U  full  salvation  find. 

Refrain. 
I  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  thee  ; 
Blest  Lamb  of  Calvary  ; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow. 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 
2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee. 
Long  has  evil  reigned  within  ; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, — 
*'  I  will  cleanse  vou  from  all  sin." 


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SUPPLEMENT. 


o  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee, 

Frieiulj?,  and  time,  and  earthly  store ; 
Soul  and  body  thine  to  be, — 
AVholly  thine  for  evermore. 

4  In  thy  promisees  I  trust, 

Now  I  feel  the  blood  api)lied: 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust, 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 

5  Jesus  comes  !  he  fills  my  soul ! 

Perfected  in  him  I  am  ; 
1  am  every  whit  iwade  whole; 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

William  McDonald. 
Tn  a  letter  to  the  author,  dated  Monrovia,  Cal., 
Jan.  31,  18K9,  the  writer  of  this  hymn  sajs:  "The 
lij-nin  was  written  in  18T0,  in  the  city  of  Brooklyn, 
X.  y.,  while  1  was  pastoi  in  that  city.  I  had  felt 
the  need  of  a  hymn  to  aid  seekers  of  heart  purity 
while  at  the  altar.  1  desired  something,  simple  in 
expression,  true  to  experience,  and  ending  in  the 
fullnessof  love.  The//ojrcomi)oped  by  Mr.  Fischer, 
with  the  first  two  lines  of  the  chorus^  I  had  seen, 
and  was  much  pleased  with  their  simplicitj\  And 
as  I  was  sitting  in  my  study  one  day,  the  line  of 
thought  came  rushing  into  my  mind,  and  \  began 
to  write,  and  in  a  few  moments  the  hymn  was  on 
paper.  It  was  first  sung  at  a  National  Camp- 
meeting,  held  at  Hamilton,  Mass.,  June  22,  1870.  It 
lias  been  translated  into  many  languages,  and  sung 
aJi  round  the  globe." 


865 


IX  some  way  or  other 
Tlie  L<:>rd  will  provide; 
It  may  not  be  my  way, 
It  ma>  not  be  thy  way  ; 
And  yet,  in  hin  own  way, 
"The  Lord  will  provide." 

2  At  some  time  or  f)ther 
The  I»r(l  will  i)rovide; 
It  may  not  be  my  time,  ^ 
It  may  not  l)e  thy  time ; 
And  yet,  in  h.in  ova  time, 
"The'l^)r(l  will  provide." 

3  Despond  then  no  longer : 
The  lyord  will  provide; 
And  this  lie  the  tf)ken — 
No  word  lie  hath  Rpoken 
Was  ever  yet  ])roken, — 
"The  Ix)rd  will  provide." 


4  ;March  on  then  right  boldly  ; 
The  sea  shall  divide ; 
The  pathway  made  glorious, 
AVith  shoutings  victorious, 
"We'll  join  in  the  chorus, 
"  The  Lord  will  provide." 

Mrs.M.A.  W.Cook. 
Of  the  origin  of  this  valuable  hymn  on  «livine 
providence  we  have  no  information. 


866 

JESUS,  keep  me  near  the  cross. 
There  a  precious  fountain, 
Free  to  all,  a  healing  stream, 
Flows  from  Calvary's  mountain. 

Refrain. 
In  the  cross,  in  the  cross. 

Be  my  glory  ever ; 
Till  my  raptured  soul  shall  find 

Rest  beyond  the  river. 

2  Near  the  cross,  a  trembling  soul, 

•  Love  and  mercy  found  me  ; 
There  the  bright  and  morning  star 
Shed  its  beams  around  me. 

3  Near  the  cross !  0  Lamb  of  God, 

Bring  its  scenes  before  me  ; 

Help  me  walk  from  day  to  day, 

With  its  shadows  o'er  me. 

4  Near  the  cross  I'll  watch  and  wait. 

Hoping,  trusting  ever, 
Till  I  reach  the  golden  strand, 
Just  beyond  the  river. 

Fannji  .J.  Crosby. 
This  is  one  of  the  "Gospel  Hymns." 


867 

OSOMETBIES  the  shadows  are  dc^ep, 
And  rough  seems  the  i)ath  to  the  goal, 
And  sorrows,  sometimes  luuv  they  sweep 
Like  tempests  down  over  the  soul. 

Jxrfrain. 
O  then  to  the  Rock  let  me  fiy, 

To  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  T. 

2  O  sometimes  how  long  secMus  the  day, 
And  sometimes  how  weary  my  feet; 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


345 


But  toiling  in  life's  dusty  way, 
The  Rock's  blessed  shadow,  how  sweet ! 

3  O  near  to  the  Rock  let  me  keep, 
If  blessings  or  sorrows  prevail ; 
Or  climbing  the  mountain  way  steep, 
Or  walking  the  shadowy  vale. 

E.  Johnson. 
This  is  one  of  the  most  popular  of  modern  hymns. 
Words  and  tune  seem  -well  adapted  to  each  other, 
and  liave  helped  to  comfort  many  a  sad  heart.  Jt 
is  based  on  Ps.  Ixi.  2:  "When  my  heart  is  over- 
whelmed, lead  me  to  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  1." 


868 

SWEETLY,  Lord,  have  we  heard  thee  call- 
ing, 
Come,  follow  me ! 
And  we  see  where  thy  foot-prints  falling, 
Lead  us  to  thee. 

Refrain. 

Foot-prints  of  Jesus,  that  make  the  path- 
way glow ; 

We  will  follow  the  steps  of  Jesus  where'er 
they  go. 

2  Though  they  lead  o'er  the  cold,  dark  mount- 

ains. 
Seeking  his  sheep ; 
Or  along  by  Siloam's  fountains, 
Helping  the  weak. 

3  If  they  lead  through  the  temple  holy. 

Preaching  the  word ; 
Or  in  homes  of  the  poor  and  lowly. 
Serving  the  Lord. 

4  Though,  dear  Lord,  in  thy  pathway  keep- 

ing, 

We  follow  thee ; 
Through  the  gloom  of  that  place  of  weep- 
ing, 

Gethsemane ! 

5  If  thy  way  and  its  sorrows  bearing. 

We  go  again. 
Up  the  slope  of  the  hill-side,  bearing 
Our  cross  of  pain. 

6  By  and  by,  through  the  shining  portals, 

Turning  our  feet. 


We  shall  walk  with  the  glad  immortals 
Heaven's  golden  street. 

7  Then  at  last,  when  on  high  he  sees  us, 

Our  journey  done. 

We  will  rest  where  the  steps  of  Jesus 

End  at  his  throne. 

Mary  B.  C.  Slade. 

This  is  a  hymn  which,  without  any  excellence  in 
its  poetry,  has  gained  widespread  popularity. 


869 

WE  praise  thee,  O  God !   for  the  Son  of 
thy  love, 
For  Jesus  who  died,  and  is  now  gone  above. 
Befrain. 
Hallelujah  !  thine  the  glory. 

Hallelujah !    Amen. 
Hallelujah  !  thine  the  glory. 
Revive  us  again. 

2  We  praise  thee,  0  God !  for  thy  Spirit  of 

light. 
Who  has  shown  us  our  Saviour,  and  scat- 
tered our  night. 

3  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that  was 

slain. 
Who   has   borne   all   our   sins,  and    has 
cleansed  every  stain. 

4  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  God  of  all  grace. 
Who  has  bought  us,  and  sought  us,  and 

guided  our  ways. 

5  Revive  us  again ;  fill  each  heart  with  thy 

love ; 

May  each  soul  be  rekindled  with  fire  from 

above. 

William  Paton  Mackay. 

This  hymn  was  written  in  1866.    It  is  based  on 
Hab.  ill.  2:  "  O  Lord,  revive  thy  work." 


870 

ARY  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 
Hastened  at  the  early  dawn, 

Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfume, 
But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 

For  awhile  she  ling'ring  stood. 
Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise,  ' 


346 


SUPPLEMENT. 


Trembling,  wliile  a  crystal  flood 
Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice ; 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead, 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice; 
"What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day ! 
Ye  who  weep  for  Jesus'  sake, 
He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 

John  Newton. 
^'■Weeping  Mdri/"  is  the  title  of  this  in  the  au- 
thor's Olncy  Hymns,  1779.    It  is  based  on  the  lyir- 
rative  found  in  John  xx.  11-lG. 


871 


WHAT  wondrous  love  is  this, 
0  my  soul ! 
That  caused  the  Lord  of  bliss 
To  send  tliis  precious  peace 
To  my  soul ! 

2  When  I  was  sinking  down. 

Sinking  down, 
Beneath  God's  righteous  frown, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown, 

For  my  soul. 

3  Ye  winged  seraphs,  fly, 

Bear  the  news : 
Like  comets  through  the  sky, 
Fill  vast  eternity 

With  the  news. 

4  Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King, 

Join  the  praise : 
With  hearts  and  voices  sing, 
And  strike  each  tuneful  string, 

In  his  praise. 

5  To  God,  and  to  the  Lamb, 

I  will  sing: 
Who  is  the  great  I  AM, 
While  milhons  join  tlie  theme, 

1  will  sing, 

6  And  when  from  death  I'm  free, 

I'll  sing  on: 
I'll  sing  and  joyful  be. 
And  tlirough  ch'rnity 

I'll  sing  on. 

Author  Unknown. 


Tliishymn  wasoften  sung  with  telling  effect  in  the 
days  of  our  fathers.  It  will  recall  many  recollec- 
tions and  associations  to  the  older  miuisters  and 
menibei-s  of  our  Church. 


872 

THOU  my  everlasting  portion, 
More  than  friend  or  life  to  me, 
All  along  my  pilgrim  journey, 
Saviour,  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

Refrain. 

Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee. 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee ; 
All  along  my  pilgrim  journey, 
Saviour,  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

2  Not  for  ease  or  worldly  pleiisure. 

Not  for  fame  my  prayer  shall  be; 
Gladly  will  I  toil  and  suffer, 
Only  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

Refrain. 

Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee; 
Gladly  will  I  toil  and  suffer. 
Only  let  me  walk  with  thee. 

3  Lead  me  through  the  vale  of  shadows. 

Bear  me  o'er  life's  fitful  sea ; 
Then  the  g*ate  of  life  eternal, 
May  I  enter,  Ix)rd,  with  thee. 

Refrain. 

Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee, 
Close  to  thee,  close  to  thee; 
Then  the  gate  of  life  eternal. 
May  I  enter,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Fonuy  J.  Crosby. 
This  hymn  on  "  walking  with  (lod  "  is  one  of  the 
"CJospcl  Hymns,"  and   is  based  on  Ps.  Iwiii.  28: 
"•  It  is  good  for  me  to  draw  near  to  God.'' 


873 

I  AM  thine,  0  I^rd  ;  1  have  heard  thy  voic( 
And  it  told  thy  love  to  me ; 
But  I  long  to  rise  in  the  arms  of  faith. 
And  l)e  closer  drawn  to  thee. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


347 


Hefrain. 
Draw  me  nearer,  nearer,  blessed  Lord, 
To  the  cross  where  thou  hast  died ; 
Draw  me  nearer,  nearer,  nearer,  blessed 
Lord, 
To  thy  precious  bleeding  side. 

?  Consecrate  me  now  to  thy  service,  Lord, 
By  the  power  of  grace  divine ; 
Let  my  soul  look  up  with  a  steadfast  hope, 
And  my  will  be  lost  in  thine. 

3  0  the  pure  delight  of  a  single  hour 

That  before  thy  throne  I  spend, 
When  I  kneel  in  prayer,  and  with  thee, 
my  God, 
I  commune  as  friend  with  friend. 

4  There  are  depths  of  love  that  I  can  not 

know 
Till  I  cross  the  narrow  sea ; 
There  are  heights  of  joy  that  I  may  not 
reach 
Till  I  rest  in  peace  with  thee. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 
This  was  written  in  1875.    It  is  one  of  the  "  Gos- 
pel Hymns,"  based  on  Heb.  x.  22:  "Let  us  draw 
near  with  a  true  heart." 


874 

WHAT  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 
All  our  sins  and  griefe  to  bear ! 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Every  thing  to  God  in  prayer ! 
O  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

O  what  needless  pain  we  bear. 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Every  thing  to  God  in  prayer ! 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations  ? 
Is  there  trouble  anywhere? 

AVe  should  never  be  discouraged, 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful 
Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 

Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness. 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden. 
Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 

Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge, — 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 


Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee  ? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer  ; 
In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  thee, 

Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

Joseph  Scriven. 
This  hymn  fills  a  needed  place,  and  embodies  a 
devotional  sentiment  not  found  in  anj-  other  hymn. 
It  is  justly  one  of  the  most  popuhir  of  modern 
hymns  in  social  meetings.  It  is  a  sermon  in  a 
song.  Its  simplicity  is  its  strength.  It  has  l)ecn 
erroneously  attributed  to  Dr.  Horatius  Bouar,  but 
the  above  authorship  is  the  correct  one. 


875 


I 


LOVE  to  tell  the  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory. 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

Because  I  know  'tis  true ; 
It  satisfies  my  longings, 

As  nothing  else  can  do. 

Refrain. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 
'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glory, 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

More  wonderful  it  seems 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story  ; 

It  did  so  much  for  me ; 
And  that  is  just  the  reason 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 

I  love  to  tell  the  story  ; 

'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  word. 

I  love  to  tell  the  story  ; 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 


3-lS 


SUPPLEMENT. 


And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I  sinir  the  new,  new  song, 

'Twill  be— the  old,  old  story 

That  1  have  loved  so  long. 

Kate  Hankey. 
This  hymn  on  "T/ie  oW,  old  Story  "  is  justly  a 
grcAt  favorite  in  Sunday-school,  Kevival,  and  So- 
cial meetings. 


87(> 

rp.VKE  the  name  of  Jesus  with  yon, 
jL    Child  of  sorrow  and  of  woe  ; 
It  will  joy  and  comfort  give  you. 
Take  it,  then,  where'er  you  go. 

Refrain. 
Precious  name,  0  how  sweet ! 

Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven ; 
Precious  name,  O  how  sweet ! 

Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven. 

2  Take  the  name  of  Jesus  ever. 

As  a  sliield  from  every  snare ; 
If  temptations  round  you  gather. 
Breathe  that  holy  name  in  prayer. 

3  O  the  precious  name  of  Jesus ! 

How  it  thrills  our  souls  with  joy, 
When  his  loving  arms  receive  us. 
And  his  songs  our  tongues  employ ! 

4  At  the  name  of  Jesus  bowing. 

Falling  prostrate  at  his  feet, 
King  of  kings  in  heaven  we'll  crown  Him, 
When  our  journey  is  complete. 

Lydia  Baxter. 
The  author  of  this  hymn  was  an  invalid  conrincd 
to  her  loom  for  many  years,  during  which  i^lie  c.\ 
hibited  not  only  a  sweet  spirit  of  resignation,  but  a 
(jh)-istian  cliccifulncss  and  joy  not  often  seen  even 
among  tliose  who  aie  never  called  on  to  suffer.  The 
.Kccrct  of  this  constant  cheerfulness  and  sunshine 
of  spirit  is  revealed  in  the  sentiment  contained  in 
the  above  hymn. 


877 

]^V  faith  I  view  my  Saviour  <lying 
y    On  the  tree,  on  tlu'  tree  ; 
To  every  nation  he  is  crying. 

Look  to  me,  look  to  mo. 
lie  bids  the  guilty  now  draw  near, 
Kepent,  believe,  dismiss  their  fear; 
Hark,  hark,  what  jjrecious  words  I  hear 
Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 


2  Jesus,  the  Lord  of  life,  hath  spoken 

Peace  to  me,  peace  to  me  ; 
Now  all  my  chains  of  sin  are  broken, 

I  am  free,  I  am  free : 
Soon  as  I  in  his  name  believed. 
His  pard'ning  grace  my  soid  received, 
And  was  from  sin  and  death  retiieved : 

!Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 

3  Tliis  precious  truth,  ye  sinnei^s  hear  it, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free; 
Ye  ministers  of  God  declare  it, 

]\Iercy's  free,  mercy's  free : 
Visit  the  heathen's  dark  abode. 
Proclaim  to  all  the  love  of  God, 
And  spread  the  glorious  news  abroad, 

IVIercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 

4  Long  as  I  live  I'll  still  be  crying, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free, 
And  this  shall  be  my  theme  when  dying, 

Mercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 
And  when  the  vale  of  death  I've  passed, 
Wlien  lodged  above  the  stormy  blast, 
I'll  sing  while  endless  ages  last, 

INIercy's  free,  mercy's  free. 

Richard  Jukes. 
This  is  one  of  the  '*  old  hymns"  revised.    It  was 
vei  y  popular  many  years  ago. 


878 

SAVIOUR,  more  than  life  to  me, 
I  am  clinging,  clinging  close  to  thee. 
Let  thy  precious  blood  applied, 
Keep  me  ever,  ever  near  thy  side. 
JiCfrain. 
Every  day,  every  hour. 
Let  me  feel  thy  cleansing  power ; 
May  thy  tender  love  to  me 
Bind  me  closer,  closer.  Lord,  to  thee. 

2  Through  this  changing  world  below 
Lead  me  gently,  gently  as  I  go ; 
Trusting  thee,  I  cannot  stray, 

I  can  never,  never  lose  Uiv  way. 

3  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 
Till  this  fleeting,  fleeting  life  is  o'er; 
Till  my  sold  is  lost  in  love, 

In  a  l)righter,  l)righter  world  above. 

Fmniy  J,  Crosby. 
One  of  the  most  popidarof  the  '•'■  Gospel  Ilymn&." 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


349 


879       .  .       11.^. 

MY  home  is  in  lieaven,  my  rest  is  not  liere, 
Then  why  should  I  murmur  when  trials 
appear? 
Be  hushed,  my  dark  s})irit,  the  worst  that 

can  come, 
But  shortens  thy  journey,  and  hastens  thee 
home. 

Be/rain. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ; 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  heaven,  my 
home. 

2  It  is  not  for  me  to  be  see  kin «:  my  bliss, 
And  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like 

this ; 
I  look  for  a  city  which  hands  have  not 

piled  ; 
I  pant  for  a  country  ])y  sin  undefiled. 

3  The  thorn  and  the  thistle  around  me  may 

grow, 
I  would  not  recline  upon  roses  below  ; 
I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  my  rest, 
Till  I  find  them  forever  on  Jesus's  breast. 

4  Afflictions  may  try  me — they  cannot  de- 

stroy ; 
One  vision  of  home  turns  them  all  into 

joy; 

And  the  bitterest  teai-s  that  flow  from  mine 

eyes 
But  sweeten  my  hope  of  that  home  in  the 

skies. 

5  Let  trouble  and  danger  my  progress  op- 

pose, 
They  can  only  make  heaven  more  bright 

at  the  close ; 
Come  joy,  or  come  son^ow,  whate'er  may 

befall, 
One  moment  in  glory  Avill  make  u])  for  all. 

Author  Unknown. 
We  have  no  information  concerning  the  origin  or 
authorship  of  this  hymn. 


880 

MY  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger. 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  dansrer. 


llcfraln. 
For  O  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand. 

Our  friends  are  passing  over. 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 

AV^e  may  almost  discover. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  heavenly  home  discerning; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark. 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 

That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest, 

Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  coixl  on  earth  to  sever ; 
Our  King  says  "Come,"  and  there's  our 
home, 
Forever,  O  forever ! 

Dnvid  Nelson. 

This  hymn  was  improvised  in  1835  to  be  snng  to 
the  tune  of  '•  J.ord  Ullin's  Daughter,"  of  which  Mr. 
Root's  tune  is  only  a  variation. 

In  his  later  efforts  at  preaching  Dr.  Nelson  was 
subject  to  slight  epileptic  attacks,  when  for  a  few 
minutes  his  thoughts  would  leave  him  and  he  would 
become  bewildered.  When  he  had  recovered  he 
would  go  on  with  his  discourse.  He  seemed  like 
one  looking  eagerly  at  the  shining  shore  beyond  the 
river  as  he  stood  beckoning  to  his  hearers  to  come 
and  take  a  view  of  that  delightful  land  to  him  so 
near.  It  was  while  in  the  inspiration  of  this  faith 
and  hope  that  he  composed  this  beautiful  hymn 
*"  Shining  Shore,"  now  so  often  sung.  lie  had  none 
of  the  riches  of  this  world  to  bind  him  here.  But 
he  cared  not,  for  he  knew  there  Avas  amansion  for 
him  beyond.  It  was  a  privilege  to  visit  him  in  liis 
last  hours  of  sickness  and  behold  his  face  as  it 
lighted  up  with  a  heavenly  glow  when  that  hymn 
was  sung: 

"  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by. 

And  Is  a  pilgrim  stranger. 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly- 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  (Umger." 

And  then  to  see  him  join  in  the  chorus: 

"  For  O  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand. 

Our  friends  are  i)assinp:  over. 
And  just  before  the  shining  shoi-e 

We  may  almost  discover. 

*'  I>et  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Kach  cord  on  earth  to  sever, 
Our  Kingsays,  "  Come,"  and  there's  our  home. 

Forever,  O  forever!" 


350 


SUPPLEMENT. 


If  the  un>i.'lll!?h  life,  the  unwavering  faith  anil 
the  writin{;.s  of  ^uch  a  man  as  Dr.  Nelson,  whu^'as 
once  an  inlhlel,  do  not  convince  others  of  the  reali- 
ty of  pure  religion,  such  a  death  ought  to  remove 
every  remaining  doubt. 


881 


0 


WHEN  Phall  I  pce  Jesuj=, 

And  rciirn  with  him  above, 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain, 

Drink  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

Mj'  Captain's  gone  before ; 
He's  gi\ien  me  my  orders. 

And  bids  me  not  give  o'er ; 
And,  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Shall  ever  with  him  live. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  1  die ; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu  : 
Then,  O  my  friends,  prove  faithful. 

And  on  y£>iir  way  pursue. 

4  AVhene'er  you  meet  with  troul)les 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
O  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray : 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love; 

And,  when  the  coml)at's  ended, 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

John  Lrla7i(l. 
Many  years  ago  this  hymn  was  a  great  favorite 
among  ourpcoijlc. 


.  SS2 


A\ 


71*'  sjK'ak  of  the  land  of  tlie  blest, 
A  country  so  bright  and  so  fair. 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed. 
But  what  must  it  1k'  to  be  tliere? 


To  be  there,  to  be  there, 

O  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

To  be  there,  to  be  there, 
O  what  must  it  he  to  be  there? 

2  "We  speak  of  its  pat) i ways  of  gold, 

Its  walls  decked  with  jewels  so  rare, 
Its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  tliere? 

3  We  speak  of  its  peace  and  its  love, 

The  roljes  which  the  glorified  wear. 
The  songs  of  the  blessed  above. 
But  wliat  must  it  i)e  to  be  there? 

4  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin. 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 
I'rom  trials  without  and  witldn, 
But  what  must  it  l)e  to  be  there? 

5  Do  thou,  L<^rd,  midst  pleasure  or  woe, 

For  heaven  our  spirits  prepare. 

Then  shortly  we  also  shall  knov\ 

And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there? 

Elizabeth  Mills, 

The  author  of  this  hymn  died  when  only  twenty- 
four  years  of  age.  She  wrote  the  above  hymn  only 
a  few  weeks  befo)-c  she  died.  It  was  suggested  to 
her  mind  by  the  remark  of  a  friend,  "We  speak  of 

heaven,  but  O  to  be  there  I" 


883 

"IITE'RE  traveling  home  to  heaven  above, 
VV  Will  you  go? 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love, 

Will  you  go? 

Millions  have  reached  that  blest  abode, 

Anointed  kings  and  j)riest<  to  God  ; 

And  millions  more  are  on  the  road, 

Will  you  go? 

2  We're  going  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

Will  you  go? 
In  ra]>turous  strains  to  jmiise  his  name, 

Will  you  go? 
The  crown  of  life  we  there  shall  wear. 
The  conq'ror's  palms  our  hands  shall  bear. 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share, 

Will  yon  go? 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


351 


3  We're  going  to  join  the  heavenly  choir, 

Will  you  go? 
To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre, 

AVill  you  go  ? 
There  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing 
llosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 

Will  you  go? 

4  Ye  weary,  heavy-laden,  come. 

Will  you  go  ? 
In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room. 

Will  you  go  ? 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive, 
If  thou  wilt  on  him  now  believe, 
Thy  troubled  conscience  he'll  relieve. 

Come,  believe. 

5  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain. 

Will  you  go  ? 
Eei:)ent,  believe,  be  born  again, 

Will  you  go? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 
*'  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me, 
And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see, 

Come  to  me." 

G  0  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say, 
"I  will  go, 
I'll  start  this  moment  on  my  way, 

Let  me  go ! 
]My  old  companions,  fare  you  well, 
I  will  not  go  with  you  to  hell, 
AVith  Jesus  Christ  I  mean  to  dwell, 

Let  me  go  !  fare  you  well ! " 

RichardJukes. 
This  hymn  was  sung  in  the  days  of  our  fathers 
with  telling  efl'ect.    Three  stanzas  are  omitted- 
2  We're  going  to  walk  the  plains  of  light, 
Will  you  go? 
Where  perfect  day  excludes  the  night: 

AVill  you  go? 
Our  sun  Avill  there  no  more  go  down, 
In  that  blest  Avorld  of  great  renown, 
Our  days  of  moui-ning  past  and  gone. 
>  Will  you  go? 

i  We're  going  where  tears  will  never  flow, 

Will  you  go? 
And  sorrow  we  no  more  shall  know; 

Will  you  go? 
There,  there  the  saints  shall  die  no  more, 
But  li%-e  with  Christ  in  heaven  secure, 
Their  God  and  Saviour  to  adore, 

Will  you  go? 


G  The  way  to  heaven  is  free  for  all, 

Will  you  go? 
For  Jew  and  Cicntile,  great  and  small. 

Will  you  go? 
Make  up  your  mind,  give  God  your  heart, 
With  every  sin  and  idol  part, 
And  now  for  glory  make  a  start. 

Will  you  go? 


884 

IA;M  far  frae  my  hame,  an'  I'm  weary  aften- 
whiles. 
For  the  langed  for  hame-bringin',  an'  my 

Father's  welcome  smiles; 
I'll  ne'er  be  fu'  content,  until  my  een  do  see 
The  gowden  gates  of  heav'n  an'  my  ain 

countrie. 
The  earth  is  fleck'd  wi'    flowei-s,  mony 

tinted  fresh  and  gay ; 
The  birdies  warble  blithely,  for  my  Father 

made  them  sae ; 
But  these  sights  an'  these  soun's  will  as 

naething  be  to  me. 
When  I  hear  the  angels  singing  in  my  ain 

countrie. 

2  I've  his  gude  word  of  promise,  that  some 

gladsome  day  the  King, 

To  his  ain  royal  palace  his  banished  hame 
will  bring ; 

W^i'  een,  an'  wi'  hearts  running  owre  we 
shall  see 

The  King  in  his  beauty,  in  our  ain  coun- 
trie. 

My  sins  hae  been  mony,  and  my  sorrows 
hae  been  sair. 

But  there  they'll  never  vex  me,  nor  be  re- 
membered mair  ; 

For  his  bluid  hath  made  me  white,  and  his 
hand  shall  dry  mine  e'e, 

When  he  brings  me  hame  at  last  to  my  ain 
countrie. 

3  Like  a  bairn  to  its  mither,  a  wee  birdie  to 

its  nest, 

I  wad  fain  be  ganging  noo  unto  my  Sav- 
iour's breast. 

For  he  gathers  in  his  bosom  witless,  worth- 
less lambs  like  me, 

An'  he  carries  them  himseV,  to  his  ain 
countrie. 


352 


SUPPLEMENT. 


He\s  faithfu'  that  hath  promised,  he'll  sure- 
ly come  again, 

He'll  keep  his  tryst  wi'  me,  at  what  hour 
I  dinna  ken ; 

But  he  bids  me  still  to  wait,  an'  ready  aye 
to  be. 

To  jrang  at  ony  moment  to  my  ain  eoun- 
trie. 

4  So  I'm  watrhing  aye,  and  singing  o'  my 

hame  as  I  wait, 
For  the  soun'ing  o'  his  footfa'  this  side  the 

gowden  gate, 
God  gie  his  grace  to  ilk  ane  wha  li.«^tens 

noo  to  me, 
That  we  may  a'  gang  in  gladness  to  our  ain 

countrie. 
I  am  far  frao  my  hame,  an'  I'm  weary  aften- 

whiles. 
For  the  langed  for  hamc-bringing,  an'  my 

Father's  welcome  smiles; 
I'll  ne'er  be  fu'  content,  until  my  een  do 

see 

The  gowden  gates  of  heaven,  an'  m}^  ain 

countrie. 

Jlfar?/  Lee  Dcmarcst. 

"3/^  Ain  Countrie''^  is  tlic  author's  title  to  tliis 
beautiful  liymn,which  expresses  so  plaintively  the 
longrin;?  of  a  weary  soul  for  heaven.  It  was  written 
at  Croton  Falls,  X,  Y  .,  one  Sabbath  evening  in  18(10, 
and  was  first  published  in  the  N.  Y.  Observer  in 
December,  ISCl.- 


88.- 


T()(;KTIIER  let  us  sweetly  live, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
Together  let  us  sweetly  die, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

Refrain. 

O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan, 

lam  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, 
O  Canaan,  it  is  my  happy  home, 

lam  bound  for  llic  land  of  Canaan. 

2  If  you  get  there  before  I  do, 

I  am  bound  for  tiie  laixl  of  Canaan, 

Then  i)raise  the  Tjord,  I'm  coming  too, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 


3  Part  of  my  friends  the  prize  have  won, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaiin, 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

4  Then  come  with  me,  beloved  friend, 

I  am  bound  for  the  Uuid  of  Canaan, 
The  joys  of  heaven  shall  never  end, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

5  Our  songs  of  praise  shall  fdl  the  skies, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canjian, 
While  higher  still  our  joys  shall  rise, 
I  am  Ijound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

John  Nexchtnd  Mafflt. 

This  hymn,  which  has  not  much  claim  to  ])oetry, 
was  doubtless  suggested  ])y  the  closing  stanza  of 
Charles  Wesley's  hymn  beginning  "Jesus,  gi-eat 
Shepherd  of  the  sheep: "' 

"Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 

And  reign  above  the  sky." 


886  8^,  7s. 

ONLY  waiting  till  the  shadows 
Are  a  little  longer  grown  ; 
Only  waiting  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown; 
Till  the  light  of  earth  is  faded 

From  the  hearts  once  full  of  day ; 
Till  the  stars  of  heaven  are  breaking 
Through  the  twilight  soft  and  gray. 

2  Only  waiting  till  the  reapers 

Have  the  last  sheaf  gathered  home ; 
I-'or  the  summer-time  is  faded, 

And  the  autiunn  winds  have  come. 
Quickly,  reapers,  gjither  quickly 

These  last  ripe  hoiu"s  of  my  heart, 
For  the  bloom  of  life  is  withered, 

And  I  hasten  to  dei)art. 

3  Only  wailing,  till  the  shadows 

Are  a  little  longer  grown  ; 
Only  waiting,  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown. 
Then,  from  out  thegalhcred  darkness 

Holy,  di!athless  stars  shall  rise. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


353 


By  whose  light  my  soul  shall  gladly 
Tread  its  pathway  to  the  skies, 

Frances  Laughton  Mace. 

This  hymu  was  first  published  in  the  Watcrville 
(Maine)  Mail,  Sept.  7, 1854,  by  "  Inez,"  under  which 
nom  de  plume  the  autlior,  then  but  a  school -girl, 
made  several  contributions  to  this  paper.  The 
poem  was  suggested  to  tlie  author  by  hearing  a 
poor  old  man  in  an  almshouse  say,  in  reply  to  a 
question  as  to  what  he  was  doing,  '••  Only  waiting." 
The  author  writes:  "  Nothing  was  further  from  my 
thoughts,  when  I  sent  these  simple  lines  to  the 
Waterville Mail,  than  that  they  Avould  ever  receive 
more  than  a  passing  notice  of  the  readers  of  that 
paper." 

Besides  several  alterations  one  stanza  has  been 
omitted: 

3  Only  waiting  till  the  angels 

Open  Avide  the  mystic  gate, 
At  whose  feet  I  long  have  lingered 

Weary,  poor,  and  desolate; 
Even  now  I  hear  their  footsteps, 

And  their  voices  far  away, 
If  they  call  me  T  am  Availing, 

Only  waiting  to  obey. 


887 


6s,  5s. 


WHEN  shall  we  meet  again, 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose, 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
Never — no,  never ! 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow 

Pure  as  life's  river? 
When  shall  sweet  fiiendship  glow 

Changeless  forever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill. 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never — no,  never ! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever ; 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 


Never — no,  never ! 


4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever ; 
Soon  shall  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever ; 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 
Never — no,  never ! 

A  laric  A  lexanOer  Watts, 
Samuel  Francis  Smith. 
Only  the  first  of  the  above  stanzas  is  by  Watts,  be- 
ing taken  from  an  irregular  poem  in  his  Poetical 
Sketches,  1822.  The  other  verses  were  composed  by 
S.  F.  Smith  at  the  request  of  Lowel  Mason,  who 
gave  him  the  first  stanza  and  asked  him  to  write 
three  others  of  the  same  meter. 


888 

JOYFULLY,  joyfully  onward  we  move. 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above ; 
Angelic  choristers  sing  as  we  come, 
"Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home." 
Soon  with  our  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  we  go  : 
Pilgrims  and  strangers  no  more  shall  we 

roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 

2  Friends,  fondly  cherished,  have  passed  on 

before, 

Waiting,  they  watch  us  approaching  the 
shore ; 

Singing  to  cheer  us  through  death's  chill- 
ing gloom, 

"  Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home." 

Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  the  ear, 

Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  voices  we  hear; 

Rings  with  the  harmony  heaven's  high 
dome, — 

"Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home." 

3  Death  with  his  weapon  may  soon  lay  us 

low, 
Safe  in  our  Saviour,  we  fear  not  the  blow ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  we  go  home : 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  conquered,  his  scepter  be 

gone ; 
Over  the  plains  of  blest  Canaan  we'll  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  with  Christ  at  home. 
William  Hunter. 


23 


354 


SUPPLEMENT. 


This  probably  llrst  appeared  in  the  uutlioi''s  <SV 
led  Melodies^  rittsburg,  1838. 


889 

BKYONI)  the  smiling  and  the  weeping, 
I  shall  be  soon ; 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping, 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping, 
I  shall  he  soon. 

Ilcfmin. 
Love,  rest,  and  home ! 
Sweet,  swec't  home ! 
Lord,  tiirry  not,  bnt  come. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading, 

I  shall  be  soon ; 
Be\'ond  the  shining  and  the  shading. 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

3  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting, 

I  shall  be  soon ; 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  tlu;  greeting, 
I>eyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

4  Beyond  the  frost-chain  and  the  fever, 

I  shall  be  soon  ; 

Beyond  the  rock-waste  and  the  river, 

Beyond  the  ever  and  the  never, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

Jforutius  Bonar. 

"A  1/ittle  While"  is  the  authoj's  title  to  this 
hymn  as  itapi)earc<l  in  the  first  series  of  hi^Jfi/nina 
of  Faith  and  Jl<)j)e^  1807.  Two  stanzas  of  the  orig- 
inal ai-e  omitted:— 

'.i  lleyond  the  rising  an<l  the  setting, 

I  shall  be  soon; 
lU'yond  the  calming  and  the  fretting, 
r.cyoncl  remembering  and  forgetting, 

I  shall  be  soon. 

i  IJcyond  llie  gathering  and  the  strowing 

I  shall  be  soon; 
Itcyond  tlu;  ebl)ing  and  the  flowing, 
JJeyond  the  coming  and  the  going, 

I  Hhall  be  soon. 


800 

1  ir  to  tlie  bountiful  Ciiiver  of  life, — 
U    CJathering  home  !  gathering  home! 
T'|)  to  the  dwelling  whercM'ometh  no  strife 
"  The  dear  onew  are  gathering  home. 


Jaj'ridn. 
Gathering  home!  gathering  home  ! 

Never  to  sorrow  more,  never  to  roam. 
Gathering  home!  gathering  home! 

God's  children  are  gathering  home. 

2  Up  to  the  city  where  falleth  no  night, — 

Gathering  home  !  gathering  home! 
Up  where  the  Saviour's  own  face  is  the 
light. 
The  dear  ones  are  gathering  home. 

3  Up  to  the  beautiful  mansions  above, — 

Gathering  home!  gatiiering  home! 
Safe  in  the  arms  of  his  infinite  love, 
The  dear  ones  are  gathering  home. 

Mariana  Ji.  Slade. 
This  hymn  has  been  accredited  to  Mary  B.  C. 
Slade,  the  mother  of  Miss  Mariana;  bnt  Prof.  Mc- 
intosh, for  whom  it  was  written,  informs  lis  that  it 
was  written  by  the  daughter  at  the  mother's  re- 
quest. It  is  a  sweet,  tender,  beautiful  song,  espe- 
cially appropriate  on  funeral  occasions.  The  au- 
thor was  living  in  Brooklyn,  X.  Y.  when  she  wrote 
this  hymn      She  has  since  married. 


891 

HARK!  a  voice  from  Eden  stealing, 
Such  as  but  to  angels  known ; 
Hope  its  song  of  cheer  is  singing, 
"It  is  better  further  on." 

Jirfralii. 
It  is  better  further  on, 
It  is  l)etter  fiuiher  on. 
It  is  better  further  on, 
It  is  better  further  on. 

2  Hope  is  singing,  still  is  singing, 

Softly  in  an  under-tone; 
Singing  as  if  God  had  taught  it, 
"It  is  better  further  on." 

3  Night  and" day  it  sings  the  same  song ; 

Sings  it  when  I  sit  aloni' ; 
Sings  it  so  the  heart  may  hear  it, 
"  It  i-!  better  further  on." 

4  On  the  grave  it  sits  and  sings  it, 

Sings  it  when  the  heart  would  groan  ; 
Sings  it  when  the  shadows  darken, 
"It  is  better  further  on." 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


5  Further  on!  0  how  much  further? 
Count  the  mile-stones  one  by  one ; 
No,  no  counting — only  trusting, 
"  It  is  better  further  on." 

Ja  m cs  Niclio lso7i. 

We  have  no  information  concerning  the  origin 
anil  authorship  of  tliis  very  line  liymn.  We  have 
seen  it  accredited  to  James  Nicholson,  and  we  so 
l,ave  it  here;  but  we  think  this  authorship  more 
than  doubtful.  The  following  extract  from 
''Springdale  Abbey;  or,  Extracts  from  the  Diaries 
and  Letters  of  an  English  Preacher  "  (1869),  is  fol- 
lowed by  the  quotation  of  this  hymn: 

"•  There  is  certainly  great  truth  in  Pope's  expres- 
sion 'Man  never  is,  but  always  to  be  blest.'  Am  I 
not  myself  an  illustration  of  this  truth?  How  often 
do  I  hope  for  that  long,  bright,  calm  day  when 
there  shall  be  no  weight  on  my  brain,  and  no  ach- 
ing in  my  heart!  In  my  day-dreams  don't  I  see  a 
neat  cottage  home  somewhere  in  a  flowery  dell,  or 
on  a  high  hill-side,  shaded  with  foliage  that  is  green 
forever,  and  overlooking  landscapes  on  Avhich  the 
sun  shines  as  if  he  could  not  go  away?  How  much 
peace  and  cheerfulness  and  love  I  .'hall  enjoy 
some  day!  No  wolf  at  the  door;  no  storm  batter- 
ing on  the  roof;  no  shadow  broadening  on  the 
hearth!  All  tlii-s  is  to  be  on  the  yet  unrealized 
morrow.  And  how  this  hope  draws  one  along !  "NVe 
would  die  in  this  cold,  bleak  winter,  if  this  hope  did 
not  sing  of  the  summer  that  is  to  be." 


I 


892 

AROUND  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 
Thousands  of  children  stand, 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 

A  holy,  happy  band ; 
Singing,  *'  Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
high." 

2  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above. 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
AVliere  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, — 

How  came  those  children  there? 
Singing,  "  Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
high." 

3  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin. 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 

Behold  them  white  and  clean  I 
Singing,  "  Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
hi^^h." 


4  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour'.s  grace, 
On  earth  they  loved  his  name  ; 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face, 

And  stand  before  the  Lamb  ; 
Singing,  "  Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on 
high." 

Anne  Shepherd  Houldilch. 
This  hymn  is  very  popular  with  children.    One 
stanza  is  omitted: 

2  In  the  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white 
See  ever}'  one  arrayed; 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light. 

And  joys  that  never  fade; 
Singing,  '•'Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on  high." 


893  7s 

'rpiS  religion  that  can  give 
X  Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live, 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

2  After  death  its  joys  shall  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ; 
Be  the  living  God  my  friend. 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

Mary  Masters. 
'■'■Short  Ejaculation  "  is  the  title  of  this  piece  in 
the  author's  Familiar  Letters,  and  Poems  i/pon 
Several  Occasions,  1755,  where  it  has  onlj'^  six  lines. 
The  last  tAvo  lines  have  been  added  by  another 
hand  to  extend  the  piece  to  two  stanzas. 


894 

MY  latest  sun  is  sinking  fast, 
My  race  is  nearly  run  ; 
My  strongest  trials  now  are  past, 
INIy  triumph  is  begun. 

Refrain. 

O  come,  angel  band ! 

Come,  and  around  me  stand ! 
O  bear  me  away  on  your  snowy  wings, 

To  my  immortal  home. 

2  I  know  I'm  nearing  the  holy  ranks 
Of  friends  and  kindred  dear, 
For  I  brush  the  dews  on  Jordan's  banks, 
The  crossing  must  be  near. 


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SUPPLEMENT. 


.'>  I've  almofJt  gained  my  lieaveiily  home, 
My  spirit  loudly  sings : 
The  holy  ones,  behold,  they  come ! 
I  ht\ir  the  noise  of  wings. 

4  O  l>ear  my  longing  heart  to  him 
AVho  bled  and  died  for  me  ; 
"Whose  blood  now  cleanses  from  uU  sin, 
And  gives  me  victory. 

Jrfferson  Hascall. 
This  was  written  in  18(51  '•  in  fifteen  minutes."  It 
was  a  jrreat  favorite  with  Bishop  Marvin  and  Dr. 
A.  L.  P.  Green. 


895 


M 


Y  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair  ; 
Nor  jniin  nor  death  can  enter  there ; 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine  ; 
That  heavenlv  mansion  shall  be  mine. 


Refrain. 
I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more; 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  tlie  starry  sky; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free. 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

3  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

AVhich  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow, 

Be  mine  a  happier  lot,  to  own 

A  lieavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

4  Tlien  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 

Tluit  lieavenly  mansion  staii<ls  for  me. 

WiUimn  Hunter. 
This  was  first  ])ublishc(l  in  the  author's  Select. 
Melodies^  ISIiS;  but  he  revised    it  for  (he  >I.   E. 
Hymnal  of  1877,  from  which  the  above  is  taken. 
One  Htanza  is  omittetl: 
'ii  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home, 
AHliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam; 
Although,  like  I.azaius,  sick  and  i)oor, 
'My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 
"On  January  10, 1S0(),  the  Peml)erton  Mill,  a  large 
fott«)n  factory  at  Lawrence,  Mass.,  sudrlcnly  fell  in 
nuns,  burying  tlic  operatives  in  the  drhris.    Some 
were  rescued  alive;  others  would  liave  been,  but  a 


broken  lantern  set  the  ruins  on  fire,  and  the  i-es- 
cuers  were  driven  from  their  work.  As  they  turned 
away,  it  is  said  that  they  distinctly  heard  some  im- 
l)risoned  girls,  who  had  been  brought  up  in  Sun- 
day-school, singing  this  hymn: 

"  •■  I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more.'  " 


896 

rpHERE'S  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day, 
JL    And  by  faith  we  can  see  it  afar; 
For  the  Father  waits  over  the  way. 
To  prepare  us  a  dwelling-place  there 

liefrain. 
In  the  sweet  by  and  by. 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 
In  the  sweet  by  and  by, 

"We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

2  "We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore, 

The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest, 

And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more, 

Not  a  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. 

3  To  our  bountiful  Father  above. 

We  will  ofler  our  tribute  of  praise. 
For  the  glorious  gift  of  his  love. 
And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days. 
S.  Fillmore  Bennett. 
The  following  is  the  author's  account  of  the  ori- 
gin of  this  popular  hymn: 

"  The  story  of  the  origin  of  the  hymn, '  The  Sweet 
By  and  By,'  is  a  short  one  and  soon  told.  From  1801 
to  1871  I  resided  in  Elkhart,  Wis.,  Avhere  I  kept  an 
apothecary  store.  And  during  that  peiiod  was  as- 
sociated with  Joseph  P.  Webster,  a  music  teacher,  in 
the  ])roduction  of  musical  works,  I  composing  the 
words,  and  he  the  music.  Our  first  i)ublication  was 
the  'Signet  Ring,'  our  second  'The  Beatitudes,' 
our  third  'The  Sunday-scliool  Cantata,'  and  our 
fourth  and  last  'The  Great  Kebellion.'  It  was  in  the 
fall  of  1S74,  when  we  were  at  work  on  'Tlie  Signet 
Bing,'  that  we  comjwsed  'The  Sweet  By  and  By.* 
It  was  composed  for  that  work,  and  published  first 
in  it.  And  this  was  the  way  we  hapi)ened  to  com- 
]iose  it.  Webster  was  an  extremely  sensitive  and 
melancholy  man,  and  very  prone  to  think  thatotli> 
ers  had  slighted  liim.  lie  was  always  imaginiiig 
that  some  old  friend  had  spoken  to  him  (•oolly,and 
then  dro])i)ing  into  bottomless  de>i)ondency  about 
it,  until  some  casual  meeting  afterward  dispelled 
the  illusion.  After  awhile  I  understood  this  weak- 
ness so  well  that  I  knew  how  to  take  it,  and  it  gave 
me  no  trouble  at  all.  On  the  contrary,  I  usid  to 
aid  him  In  getting  over  those  si)Plls,  generally  by 
putting  him  to  work,  which,  I  learned  by  exjieri- 


I 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


cnce,  was  sure  to  relieve  him.  So  one  cloy  in  the 
fall  of  1874—1  could  give  you  the  day  if  1  h;.d  the 
copyright  here— I  was  standing  at  my  desk  in  my 
drug-store  writing  up  my  books,  when  in  came 
AVebster,  looking  uncommonly  blue.  I  knew  at  a 
glance  what  ailed  him,  but  said  to  him,  pleasantly, 
'  "Webster,  what  is  tlie  matter  Avith  you?  '  'Ah,'  he 
said, 'nothing  much.  It  will  be  all  right  by  and 
by.''  'That  is  so,'  I  said;  '  and  what  is  the  reason 
that  wouldn't  be  a  good  subject  for  a  song— By  and 
by?'  "With  that  I  snatched  up  a  piece  of  paper 
and  went  to  writing,  and  within  fifteen  minutes  I 
handed  him  the  paper  with  these  words  written  on 

it: 

"There's  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day, 

And  by  faith  we  may  see  it  afar, 
And  the  Father  stands  over  the  way, 

To  prepare  us  a  dwelling-place  there. 
"We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore, 

The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest. 
And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more, 

Not  a  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. 
"To  our  bountiful  Father  above 

"We  Avill  offer  the  tribute  of  praise; 
For  the  glorious  gift  of  His  love, 
And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days. 
"  '  There,'  I  said '  write  a  tune  for  that.'  "Webster 
looked  it  over,  and  then  turned  to  a  man  named 
Bright,  in  the  store,  and  said:  '  Hand  me  my  fiddle 
over  the  counter,  please.'  The  fiddle  was  passed 
to  him,  and  he  went  to  work  at  once  to  make  a 
tune.  And  I  hardly  think  it  Avas  more  than  thirty 
minutes  from  the  time  when  he  came  into  the  stoi'e 
that  he  and  I  Avere  singing  together  the  Avords  and 
music  just  as  you  see  them  hci'c,  on  the  ninetieth 
page  of  'The  Signet  Ring.'  We  liked  them  very 
much,  and  were  singing  our  song,  off  and  on,  the 
rest  of  the  day.  ToAvard  evening  Uncle  Crosby,  as 
Ave  used  to  call  him,  my  AA^ife's  uncle,  came  into  the 
store,  and  we  sang  it  to  him.  He  Avas  deeply  af- 
fected by  it,  and  Avhen  it  was  ended  the  spirit  of 
prophecy  came  over  him,  and  he  said,  'That  piece 
is  immortal.'    And  he  Avas  right." 


3  That  unchangeable  home  iri  for  you  and 

for  me, 
AVhere  Jesus  of  Nazareth  stands ; 
The  King  of  all  kingdoms  forever  is  he, 
And  he  holdeth  cur  crowns  in  his  hand.-. 

4  0  how  sweet  it  will  be  in  that  beautifm 

land, 
So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  ])ain. 
With  songs  on  our  lips  and  with  harps  in 
our  hands, 
To  meet  one  another  again  ! 

Ellen  HuiitiiKjtoyi  Gates. 
"We  have  no  infoimation  concerning  the  ongiti  of 
this  popular  hymn. 


898 


I 


M  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger  ; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ; 

Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 

To  "where  the  streamlets  are  ever  flowing. 


I 


897 

I  WILL  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful 
land, 
The  far  a"way  home  of  the  soul. 
Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glitter- 
ing strand. 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

2  0  that  home  of  the  soul !  in  my  visions 
and  dreams 
Its  bright  jasper  Avails  I  can  see, 
Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  tlie  veil  intervenes 
Between  the  fair  city  and  me. 


Refrain. 
I'm  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger  ; 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  Of  that  city,  to  "v\-hich  I  journey, 

]\Iy  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  the  light ; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  an}^  sighing. 
Nor  any  tears  there,  nor  any  dying. 

3  There  the  sunbeams  are  ever  shining, 

0  vny  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is 
there ; 

Here  in  this  country,  so  daik  and  dreary, 

1  long  have  "wandered,  foi-lorn  and  Avearw 

Mary  Palmer  Dana. 
This  was  written  in  1841.    The  author  was  then 
Mrs.  Dana,  though    she  has   since  become   Mrs. 
Shindler.    She  lias  published  several  volumes. 


899 


SAY,  brothers,  will  you  meet  u>, 
Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us, 
Say,  brothel's,  will  you  meet  us, 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ? 

Refrain. 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 

Forever,  evermore ! 


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SUPPLEMENT. 


L*  By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you, 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  you. 
Where  i)arting  is  no  more. 

3  Je.sus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 
On  Canaan's  hapjiy  shore. 

Autfior  Unknown. 
This  hymn  was  very  popular  at  revivals  many 
years  a;ro.     It  will  recall  to  many  an  old  ^Methodist 
incidents  of  his  early  days,  when  people  sung  more 
with  the  spirit  than  with  the  uuderstaudiujj. 


900 


I  SAW  a  wa5'worn  trav'ler 
In  tiittered  garments  clad, 
And,  struggling  up  the  mountain. 

It  seemed  that  he  was  sad ; 
His  back  was  laden  heavy, 

His  strength  was  almost  gone, 
Yet  he  shouted  as  he  journeyed, 
"Deliverance  will  come." 

Refrain. 
Then  palms  of  victory,  crowns  of  glory 
Palms  of  victory  I  shall  wear. 

2  Tlie  summer  sun  was  sliining. 

The  sweat  was  on  his  brow, 
His  garments  worn  and  dusty, 

His  step  seemed  very  slow : 
But  lie  kei)t  pressing  onward. 

For  he  was  wending  home, 
Still  shouting  as  he  journeyed, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 

:\  The  songsters  in  the  arbor 

Tluit  stood  beside  the  way 
Attracted  his  attention, 

Inviting  his  delay: 
Hi"'  watch-word  being  "Onward  !" 

lie  stoj)ped  his  ears  and  ran. 
Still  shouting  as  he  journeyed, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 

4  I  saw  him  in  the  evening, 
The  sun  was  bending  low, 
He'd  (»V('rtf)pped  the  mountain. 
And  reached  the  vale  below  : 


He  saw  the  golden  city, 

His  everlasting  home. 
And  shouted  loud,  "  Hosanna, 

Deliverance  will  come !  " 

5  While  gazing  on  that  city. 

Just  o'er  that  narrow  flood, 
A  band  of  holy  angels 

Came  from  the  throne  of  God  : 
They  bore  him  on  their  j)inions 

Safe  o'er  the  dashing  foam  ; 
And  joined  him  in  his  triumph, — 

"Deliverance  has  come! " 

6  I  heard  the  song  of  triumph 

They  sang  upon  that  shore. 
Saying,  "  Jesus  has  redeemed  U3 

To  suffer  nevermore." 
Then,  casting  his  eyes  backward 

On  the  race  which  he  had  run, 
He  shouted  loud,  "  Hosanna, 

Deliverance  has  come ! " 

John  B.  Matthias. 
This  Is  a  vivid  picture  of  a  wayworn  pilgrim, 
and  is  sometimes  sung  with  telling  effect. 


901 

I  HAVE  read  of  a  l>eautiful  city, 
Far  away  in  the  kingdom  of  God ; 
I  have  read  how  its  walls  are  of  jiu«per, 

How  its  streets  are  all  golden  and  broad. 
In  the  midst  of  the  street  is  life's  river, 

Clear  as  crystal  and  i>ure  to  behold  ; 
But  not  half  of  that  city's  ])right  glory 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

Refrain. 
Not  half  has  ever  l)een  toM, 
Not  half  has  ever  been  told  ; 
Not  half  of  that  city's  bright  glory 
To  mortiils  has  ever  been  told. 

2  I  have  read  of  bright  mansions  in  heaven, 
AVhich  the  Saviour  has  gone  to  prepari'; 
And  the  saints  who  on  earth  have  been 
faithful, 
Rest  forever  with  Christ  over  there  ; 
There  no  sin  ever  enters,  nor  sorrow  ; 

The  inhabitants  never  grow  old  ; 
But  not  half  of  the  wonderful  story 
To  mortals  has  ever  l)een  told. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


351) 


3  I  have  read  of  white  robes  for  the  right- 

eous, 
Of  bright   crowns  which  the  glorified 
wear. 
"When  our  Father  shall  bid  them  "  Come, 
enter. 
And  my  glory  eternally  share;" 
How  the  righteous  are  evermore  blessed 
As  tliey  walk  through  the  streets  of  pure 
gold ; 
"But  not  half  of  the  wonderful  story 
To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

4  I  have  read  of  a  Christ  so  forgiving 

That  vile  sinnere  may  ask  and  receive 
Peace  and  pardon  for  every  transgression, 

If  when  asking  tiiey  only  believe. 
I  have  read  how  he'll  guide  and  protect 
us. 

If  for  safety  we  enter  his  fold ; 
But  not  half  of  his  goodness  and  mercy 

To  mortals  has  ever  been  told. 

John  Burch  Atchinson. 

"This  hymn  has  been  sung  the  world  over  and 
has  gone  into  several  languages  "—so  writes  Mr.  O. 
F.  Presbrey,  the  composer  of  the  popular  tune  to 
which  the  hymn  is  sung. 


902 

IX  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest ; 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfill  my  soul's  request. 

Refrain. 

There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you : 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 

There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion. 
Which  eternally  shall  stand. 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 


3  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share, 
But,  in  that  celestial  center, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Sing,  O  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glor>% 

Shout  your  triumphs  as  ye  go ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 

Ye  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 
Samuel  Young  Harmer. 
We  have  no  information  concerning  the  origin  of 
this  popular  hymn,  which  has  often  brought  rest 
to  weary  souls. 


903 

"ITTE  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever, 
V  V    There  will  be  a  glorious  dawn ! 
We  shall  meet  to  part,  no,  never. 

On  the  resurrection  morn  ! 
From  the  deepest  caves  of  ocean. 
From  the  desert  and  the  plain, 
From  the  valley  and  the  mountain, 
Countless  throngs  shall  rise  again. 

Refrain. 

We  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever, 
There  will  be  a  glorious  dawn  ! 

We  shall  meet  to  part,  no,  never, 
On  the  resurrection  morn ! 

2  When  we  see  a  precious  blossom, 

That  we  'tended  with  such  care. 
Rudely  taken  from  our  bosom, 

How  our  aching  hearts  despair ! 
'Round  its  little  grave  we  linger, 

'Till  the  setting  sun  is  low. 
Feeling  all  our  hopes  have  perished 

AVith  the  flower  we  cherished  so. 

3  We  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever. 

In  the  lone  and  silent  grave ; 
Blessed  be  the  Lord  that  taketh, 
Blessed  be  the  Lord  that  gave. 
In  the  bright,  eternal  city 

Death  can  never,  never  come ! 
In  his  own  good  time  he'll  call  us 
From  our  rest  to  home,  sweet  home. 
Mary  A.  Kidder. 
This  beautiful  hymn  is  worthy  of  the  popularity 
it  enjoys. 


360 


SUPPLEMENT. 


904 

OUR  Lon.1  is  now  rejected, 
Ami  by  the  world  disowned, 
By  the  many  still  neglected, 

And  by  the  few  enthroned, 
But  soon  He'll  come  in  glory. 
The  hour  is  drawing  nigh, 
For  the  crowning  day  is  coming  by  and  by. 
Refrain. 
O  the  crowning  day  is  coming, 

Is  coming  by  and  by. 
When  our  Lord  shall  come  in  power 

And  glory  from  on  high; 
O  the  glorious  sight  will  gladden 
Each  waiting,  watchful  eye. 
In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  b}' 
and  by. 

2  Tlie  heavens  shall  glow  with  splendor. 

But  brighter  for  than  they 
The  saints  shall  shine  in  glory 

As  Christ  shall  them  array : 
That  beauty  of  the  Saviour 

Shall  dazzle  every  eye. 

In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  by 
and  by. 

3  Our  pain  shall  then  be  over, 

We'll  sin  and  sigh  no  more, 
Behind  us  all  of  sorrow. 

And  naught  but  joy  before, 
A  joy  in  our  Redeemer, 

As  we  to  him  are  nigh, 

In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  Ijy 
and  by. 

4  Let  all  that  look  for,  hasten 

The  coming  joyful  day, 
By  earnest  consecration. 

To  walk  the  narrow  way. 
By  gjithering  in  the  lost  ones, 

F(jr  wjjom  our  Ix)rd  did  die; 

For  the  crowning  day  iscomingby  and  by. 
El  yat/ian. 
One  of  tlic"Go8])ol  Hymns." 


«(>.■> 

0  Til  INK  of  the  home  over  there, 
r>y  tlie  side  of  the  river  of  light, 
Where  the  saint.s  all  immortal  and  fair, 
Are  robed  in  their  garment,s  of  white. 


Refrain. 
Over  there,  over  there, 
0  think  of  the  home  over  there. 

2  O  think  of  the  friends  over  there. 

Who  before  us  the  journey  have  trod. 
Of  the  songs  that  they  breathe  on  the  air. 
In  their  home  in  the  palace  of  God. 

Refrain. 
Over  there,  over  there, 
O  think  of  the  friends  over  there. 

3  ^ly  Saviour  is  now  over  there. 

There  my  kindred  and  friends  are  at 
rest; 
Then  away  from  my  sorrow  and  care. 
Let  me  fly  to  the  land  of  the  blest 

Refrain. 
Over  there,  over  there, 
]My  Saviour  is  now  over  there. 

4  I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there, 

For  the  end  of  my  journey  I  see  ; 

Many  dear  to  my  heart,  over  there. 

Are  watching  and  waiting  for  me. 

Refrain. 
Over  there,  over  there, 
I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there. 

D.  W.  C.  Huntington. 
We  have  no  information  concerning  Ihis  jjopnlar 
hymn.    Its  anthor  is  a  -well-known  minister  of  the 
Methodist  Episcopal  Church,  living  ni  the  State  of 
New  York. 


006 

IT  may  be  for,  it  may  be  near; 
There  is  a  hope,  there  is  a  fear; 
But  in  the  future  waiting,  I 
Shall  Jesus  see,  yes,  by  and  by. 

Refrain. 
By  and  by,  yes,  l)y  and  by, 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by; 
]^>ut  in  tlie  future  waiting,  I 
Shall  Jesus  see,  yes,  by  au'l  l>y. 

2  Impatient  soul,  and  murmuring  lieart. 
Thy  murmuring  cease,  and  Ix-ar  thy  part 
Of  i)ain  and  labor  on  life's  road, 
For  soon  'twill  lead  thee  to  thy  God. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


361 


Ilcfraiii. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by, 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by ; 
There's  pain  and  labor  on  life's  road. 
But  soon  'twill  lead  thee  to  thj^  God. 

3  Yes,  "by  and  by  "  will  soon  be  now, 
And  God  shall  wipe  each  tear-stained  brow ; 
The  Lamb  shall  feed  them  from  the  throne. 
To  living  fountains  lead  his  own. 

Befrain. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by, 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by ; 
The  Lamb  shall  feed  them  from  the  throne : 
To  living  fountains  lead  his  own. 

4  0  verdant  fields !  O  shining  shore  !  • 
The  Lamb  of  God  spreads  wdde  the  door ; 
Ah,  golden  city,  surely  I 

Shall  see  thy  glories  by  and  by ! 

Refrain. 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by, 
By  and  by,  yes,  by  and  by ; 
Ah,  golden  city!  surely  I 
Shall  see  thy  glories  "  by  and  by." 

Author  Unknown. 
This  piece  was  found  in  a  newspaper  by  Prof. 
Mcintosh,  who  wrote  for  it  the  tune  to  which  it  is 
commonly  sung. 


907 

THE  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in 
fire. 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of 

his  ire ; 
Lo !  self-moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway 

of  cloud. 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  God- 
head are  bowed. 

2  The  glorj^ !   the  glory !   around  him  are 

poured 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on 

the  Lord ; 
And  the  glorified  saints,  and  the  martyrs 

are  there. 
And  there  all  who  the  palm -wreaths  of 

victory  wear ! 


3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have 

all  heard : 
Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  char- 

nel  are  stirred ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the 

south,  from  the  north, 
All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come 

forth ! 

4  The  judgment !  the  judgment !  the  thrones 

are  all  set. 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  eld- 

ei-s  are  met ! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the 

Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his 

word. 

5  O  mercy !  O  mercy  !  look  down  from  above. 
Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with 

love ! 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked 

are  driven, 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in 

heaven ! 

Henry  Hart  Milman. 
'■'■The  Last  Day  "  is  the  title  of  this  hymn  for  the 
"Second  Sunday  in  Advent,"  which  was  written 
while  the  author  was  professor  of  Poetry  at  the 
University  of  Oxford,  and  was  contributed  to  Bish- 
op Heber's  Hymns  Written  and  Adapted  to  the 
Weekly  Service  of  the  Year,  1827. 


908 


LORD,  I  care  not  for  riches. 
Neither  silver  nor  gold ; 
I  would  make  sure  of  heaven, 

I  would  enter  the  fold. 
In  the  book  of  thy  kingdom. 

With  its  pages  so  fair. 
Tell  me,  Jesus,  my  Saviour, 
Is  my  name  written  there? 

Eefraiu. 
Is  my  name  written  there, 

On  the  page  white  and  fair? 
In  the  book  of  tin'  kingdom. 
Is  my  name  written  there  ? 
2  Lord,  my  sins  they  are  many, 
Like  the  sands  of  the  sea. 
But  thy  blood,  0  my  Saviour  I 
Is  sufiicient  for  me ; 


362 


SUPPLEMENT. 


For  tliy  promise  is  written 

111  bright  letters  that  glow, 
'*  Though  your  sins  be  iis  gcarlet, 
I  will  make  them  like  snow." 
3  O  that  beautiful  city, 

AVith  it^  maiL-^ions  of  light, 
AVitli  it<  glorified  beings, 

In  pure  garments  of  white; 
"Where  no  evil  thing  cometli, 

To  despoil  what  is  fair  ; 
AVhere  the  angels  are  watching, 
Yes,  my  name's  written  there. 

Mary  A.  Kidder. 
'■'■Is  My  Xame  Written  There'r'  is  the  title  of  this 
p()l)iilar  hymn.which  is  based  on  I^uke  x.  20:  '■'•  Re- 
joice, because  your  names  aie  \viitlen  in  heaven." 


909 

I  THINK,  when  I  read  that  sweet  storv  of 
old, 
AVhen  Jesus  was  here  among  men. 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to 
his  fold, 
I  should   like  to  have  been  with  him 
then. 

2  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on 

my  head, 
That  his  arms  had  been  thrown  around 

me. 
That  I  might  have  seen  his   kind   looks 

whoii  he  said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  jirayer  I  may 

go. 
And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love  ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above: 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  he  has  gone  to  pre- 

\Kin', 
For  all  who  an^  washed  and  forgiven  ; 
And    many  (Icar   children   are   gathering 
there, 
"For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 
Jemima  Luke. 
'■'T/ir  CliiUVs  Desire'^  is  the  title  (»f  tlii«  hymn, 
wliii'h  was  written  in  1S41  for  n  school  ni-ar  whicli 
th«'  author  liverl,  nn«l  was  flrst  iJublished  in  isn:,  in 
the  Sinutay-srhoDl  Trarlirr's  Mafjazinr.     Tlie  fol- 
lowing "  missionary  stanzas"  belong  to  the  origi- 
nal: 


5  But  thousands  and  thousands  >vho  wander  and 
fall 
Never  heard  of  that  heavenly  home; 
I  should  like  them  to  know  there  is  rcntm  foi  them 
all, 
And  that  Jesus  has  bid  them  to  come. 
C  I  long  for  that  blessed  and  glorious  time, 
The  fairest,  the  brightest,  the  best, 
AVhcn  the  dear  little  children,  of  every  clime, 
Shall  crowd  to  his  arms  and  be  blest. 


910 


w 


ORK,  for  the  night  is  coming. 
Work  through  the  morning  hours; 
AVork,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

AVork  'mid  springing  flowers  ; 
AA'ork,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

AVork  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 
AVork,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

AVhen  man's  work  is  done. 

2  AA^ork,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

AA^ork  through  the  sunny  noon ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon : 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store; 
AVork,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

AVhen  man  works  no  moi'e. 

3  AVork,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies  ; 
AVhile  tlieir  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

AVork,  for  daylight  flies: 
AVork  till  the  last  beam  fadetli, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more; 
AVork  while  the  night  is  dark'ning, 

AVhen  man's  work  is  o'er. 

Annie  L.  Walker. 
This  hymn  has  been  attributed  to  IJov.  Sidney 
Dyer;  but  he  writes:  '•'' 1  have  never  claime<l  it, 
and  know  notAvho  put  my  name  to  it."  'Mv.  II.  P. 
Main  is  aiUhority  for  attributing  it  to  Annie  L. 
Walker,  of  Canada.  It  is  based  on  .Tohn  ix.  4:  ''I 
must  work  the  work  of  him  that  sent  me  while  it  is 
day:  the  night  cometh  when  no  man  can  work." 
It  was  written  in  JSiW. 


911  C   M 

STEAK  gently  ;  it  is  betU'r  far 
To  nde  by  love  than  fear ; 
SjK'ak  gciutly,  let  no  harsh  word  mar 
The  good  we  may  do  here. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


363 


2  Speak  gently  to  the  young,  for  they 

"Will  have  enough  to  bear ; 
Pass  through  this  life  as  best  they  may, 
'Tis  full  of  anxious  care. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one. 

Grieve  not  the  careworn  heart ; 
The  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run, 
Let  them  in  peace  depart. 

4  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones ; 

They  must  have  toiled  in  vain  ; 
Perchance  unkindness  made  them  so ; 
O  win  them  back  again ! 

5  Speak  gently ;  'tis  a  little  thing, 

Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  well ; 

The  good,  the  joy,  that  it  may  bring, 

Eternity  shall  tell. 

G.  W.  Lang  ford. 

This  lirmu  fills  a  needed  place  in  oiir  Hj-mn 
Book.  In  the  Plymouth  Collection  it  is  attributed 
to  ^- Bates;  "  but  in  Long's  History  of  the  Hymns 
it  is  accredited  as  above. 


912  CM.    D. 

THINK  gently  of  the  erring  one  : 
O  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  our  brother  yet ! 

2  Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 

Child  of  the  self-same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
"We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones : 

"We  yet  may  lead  them  back, 
"With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love. 
From  misery's  thorny  track. 

4  Forget  not,  brother,  thou  hast  sinned. 

And  sinful  yet  may'st  be ; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  heart. 
As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 

Miss  Fletcher. 
This  hymn  "vvas  taken  by  the  Committee  of  Re- 
vision from   the  Plymouth  Collection,  Avhere  it  is 
accredited  as  above.    We  can  obtain  no  informa- 
tion concerning  its  origin. 


913  7s,  6s.    D. 

GO,  when  the  morning  shineth, 
Go,  when  the  noon  is  bright, 


Go,  when  the  eve  declinetli, 

Go,  in  the  hush  of  niglit ; 
Go,  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Put  earthly  thoughts  away. 
And,  in  God's  presence  kneeling. 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee. 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee. 

If  any  such  there  be ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim  ;  ^ 

And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray. 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee, 

"When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 
E'en  then,  the  silent  breathing 

Thy  spirit  lifts  above, 
"Will  reach  His  throne  in  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

4  O  not  a  joy  or  blessing  ! 

AVith  this  can  we  compare, 
The  privilege  thus  given  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer ; 
Then,  when  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall, 
And  turn  thee,  in  thy  gladness, 
To  him  who  gave  thee  all. 

Jane  Cross  Simpson. 
If  the  singing  of  this  hymn  Avill  lead  to  the  per- 
formance of  the  duty  Avhich  it  enjoins,  it  can  but 
be  hoped  that  it  will  be  often  sung. 


914 


0 


"WHAT  ship  is  this  that  will  take  us  all 
home  ? 
0  glory !  hallelujah  ! 
'Tis  the  old  ship  of  Zion,  hallelujah  ! 

2  Come  along,  come  along,  and  let  us  go 

home ! 
0  glory !  hallelujah  ! 
Our  home  is  over  Jordan,  hallelujali ! 

3  Do  you  think  she  will  be  able  to  take  us 

all  home? 
O  glory  !  hallelujali ! 
No  doubt  she  will  be  able,  hallelujah  ! 


364 


SUPPLEMENT. 


4  She  has  hiiided  uuuiy  thousands  and  can 
hind  as  many  more ! 
O  glory  I  halleiujah  ! 

She  has  landed  them  in  heaven,  hallelu- 
jah! 

This ''Old  Ship  of  Zion'Ms  any  tiling  else  but 
good  i)oetry ;  but  it  is  one  of  the  "  old-time  "  hymns 
that  has  not  even  yet  lost  its  power. 


915 

I^ROM  all  the  dark  places 
,     .    Of  earth's  heathen  races, 
O  see  how  the  thick  shadows  fly ! 
The  voice  of  salvation 
Awakes  every  nation, 
"Come  over  and  help  us,"  they  cry. 
Refrain. 
The  kingdom  is  coming, 

0  tell  ye  the  story, 
God's  l^anner  exalted  shall  be ! 
The  earth  shall  Ije  full  of  his  knowledge 
and  glory, 
As  waters  that  cover  the  sea ! 

2  The  sunlight  is  glancing 
O'er  armies  advancing 

To  conquer  the  kingdoms  of  sin  ; 
Our  Lord  shall  possess  them. 
His  presence  shall  bless  them, 

His  beauty  shall  enter  them  in. 

3  AVith  shouting  and  singing. 
And  jubilant  ringing, 

Their  arms  of  rebellion  cast  down, 

At  last  every  nation, 

The  Ixjrd  of  Siilvation 
Their  King  and  Redeemer  shall  crown! 

Mary  B.  C.  Slaclc. 
''  The  Kingdom  Coming" is  the  title  of  this  mis- 
Biouary  hymn,  Mhich  was  written  by  Mrs.  Slade 
for  Prolcflsor  R.  M.  Mcintosh. 


«1( 


c 


illRIST  for  the  world  we  sing, 
Th(^  world  to  Christ  we  bring. 

With  loving  zeal ; 
The  i)Oor  and  them  that  mourn. 
The  faint  and  overborne, 
Sin-sick  and  sorrow-worn, 

Whom  (Jhristdoth  heal. 


2  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing ; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

With  fervent  prayer : 
The  wayward  and  the  lost. 
By  reckless  passion  tossed. 
Redeemed,  at  countless  cost. 

From  dark  despair. 

3  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing ; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

With  one  accord  ; 
AVith  us  the  work  to  share. 
With  us  reproach  to  dare, 
With  us  the  cross  to  bear, 

For  Christ  our  Lord. 

4  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing; 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

With  joyful  song ; 
The  new-born  souls,  whose  days, 
Reclaimed  from  error's  ways, 
Inspired  with  hope  and  i>raise, 
To  Christ  belong. 

Sajmtel  Wolcott. 

The  following  is  the  author's  account  of  tiie  ori- 
gin of  this  hymn: 

"  In  the  year  1868,  Kcv.  Darius  E.  Jones  rcciuoslcd 
nic  to  mark  for  him  the  jjublished  hymns  wliicli  I 
would  use  in  a  new  collection.  After  a  partial 
performance  of  this  service,  near  tlic  close  of  the 
year,  the  query  arose  in  mind,  'Can  I  not  write  a 
hymn?'  I  was  then  in  my  fifty-sixth  year,  had 
never  put  two  rhymes  together,  and  had  taken  it 
for  granted  that  I  was  as  incompetent  to  write  a 
hymn,  or  even  a  stanza,  as  to  work  a  miracle. 
However,  I  resolved  that  1  would  try  to  write  a 
hymn  of  five  stanzas,  and  i)rocecded  to  plan  it  pre- 
cisely as  I  would  plan  a  .sermon.  I  said,  the  first 
stanza  shall  be  a  recognition  of  God  the  Father; 
tlie  second  a  recognition  of  Christ  the  Kcdcciner; 
the  third,  a  prayer  to  Ciod  the  Father;  the  fourth, 
a  prayer  to  Christ  the  Redeemer,  antl  the  fifth 
shall  bleiul  the  two  in  one  address.  All  this,  you 
understand,  without  any  train  of  thought  in  my 
mind;  and  a  more  perfect  recipe  for  wooden  stan- 
zas it  would  be  dinicult  to  frame.  I  went  to  work 
to  nil  out  my  plan,  and  the  result  was  the  hymn  as 
it  now  st.inds, '  Father  I  I  own  tliy  voice' 

"I  cannot  express  to  you  my  suriuise  when  I 
found  that  I  had  written  what  could  actually 
])Qsuttg.  I  sent  the  hymn  V<»  Mr.  .Tones,  who  was 
so  much  jdeascd  with  it  tliat  he  composed  a  tune 
for  it,  and  inserted  both  in  \us  Sojign  for  (ttc  Xcu. 
Life  (Chicago,  IHfiO).  I  have  not  seen  the  hymn  in 
any  other  collection,  but  I  retain  a  natural  incdi- 
lection  for  it. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


305 


"  1  soon  trietl  my  hand  again.  The  Young  Men's 
Christian  Associations  of  Ohio  met  in  one  of  our 
churches,  -with  their  motto,  in  evergreen  letters, 
over  the  pulpit:  'Christ  for  the  AVorUl,  and  tlie 
World  for  Christ.'  This  suggested  the  hymn, 
'  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing.'  It  was  on  my  way 
home  from  this  service,  in  1S69,  walking  alone 
through  the  streets,  that  1  put  together  the  four 
stanzas  of  the  hymn." 


917  8s,  7s  c<c  4s. 

Y'ES !  my  native  land,  I  love  thee ! 
A     All  thy  scenes  I  love  them  well ; 
Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  forewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  I 

2  Home !  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely — 

Joys  no  stranger-heart  can  tell ; 

Happy  home !  'tis  sure  I  love  thee ! 

Can  I,  can  I  say,  "  Farewell  ?  " 

Can  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath-bell, 
Richest,  l)rightest,  sweetest  treasure ! 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell  I 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

4  Yes  I  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 

From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well ; 
Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me  ! 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell ! 

Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  In  the  deserts  let  me  labor, 

On  the  mountains  let  me  tell, 


How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour— 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell ! 

Let  me  hasten, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

Samuel  Francis  Smith. 
This  touching  '■'■^Missionary's  FareireW  is  often 
sung  on  the  occasion  of  the  departure  of  mission- 
aries to  foreign  lands,  and  rarely  fails  to  bring 
tears  from  the  eves  of  those  who  remain. 


918 


G' 


OD  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again ; 
By  his  counsels,  guide,  uphold  you, 
With  his  sheep  securely  fold  you, 
God  be  with  vou  till  we  meet  again. 


Eefrain. 
Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
Till  we  meet  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

2  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
'Neath  his  wings  securely  hide  you ; 
Daily  manna  still  pro\ide  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

3  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 
When  life's  perils  thick  confound  you  ; 
Put  his  arms  unfeiling  round  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

4  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
Keep  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you ; 
Smite  death's  threat'ning  wave  before  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

J.  E.  Rankin. 
This  "  Good-by  "  (which  was  probably  originally 
a  contraction  for  "God  be  Avith  you")  hymn  is  a 
suitable  one  with  which  to  close  the  volume.    It  is 
often  sung  at  the  parting  of  friends. 


DOXOLOGIES, 


919  iM 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  bles^in.irj«  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 

Praise  him  above,  ye  lieavenly  host ; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Tfiomas  Ken. 

This,  which  ispre-oniincntly  The  Doxology  of  Ihc 
Christian  (.liurch,  is  the  closiiii,' stanza  of  both  the 
Morning  and  the  Eveninjr  Ilynin  of  Ilisliop  Ken. 
bee  Nos.  791  and  800  for  historical  facts. 

No  stanza  of  religious  poetry  ever  written  has 
been  so  often,  so  universally,  and  so  heartily  sung 
in  the  worship  of  Almighty  God  as  this.    The  au- 
tlior  was  accustomed  to  remark  that  it  would  en- 
hance his  joy  in  heaven  if  when  he  readied  that 
happy  place  he  might  be  permitted  to  hear  his 
songs  sung  by  the  faithful  on  earth : 
*'And  should  the  well-meant  song  I  leave  behind, 
With  Jesus'  lovers  some  acceptance  find, 
'Twill  heiglUen  even  tlie  joys  of  heaven  to  know 
That,  in  my  verse,  saints  sing  God's  praise  below." 

If  saints  in  heaven  can  liear  the  songs  of  earth, 
surely  then  the  good  bishojj's  joy  is  very  great. 

For  many  years  before  he  died,  he  headed  all  his 
letters  with  the  words  "All  glory  be  to  God"— and 
these  are  said  to  have  been  the  last  words  he  ever 
uttered. 

\  distinguishe<l  UnitaiMan  divine  has  said  that 
this  doxology  of  I'.isliop  Ken  has  done  more  to  fa- 
miliarize tlie  Knglish  sjK'aking  i)ef>ples  of  tJie  eartli 
with  the  doctrine  of  tlie  Trinity  tlian  all  the  theo- 
logical books  ever  written.. 


920  L.  M. 

mo  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
-L  And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
]>(•  honor,  praise,  and  ^lory  pven. 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

Jsddc  Watts. 
This  is  Dr.  Watt's  "Third  T>.  M.  Doxology,"  ho- 
hig  No.  ?,2  in  r.ook  II  I,  of  his  Jfi/nnis  find  Spiritual 
Sonu».    It  is  followed  by  another  attehii»t: 
'''Or  Thus: 
"All  glory  to  thy  wondrous  name, 
Father  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
(3G0) 


Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praise  the  heavenly  Dove.' 


921  CM. 

Now  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  adored, 
AVhere    there    are    works   to  make   him 
known. 
Or  saints  to  love  the  I^rd. 

Isaac  Watts. 

This  is  the  author's"  Third  C.  31.  Doxology,"  and 

follows  the  ineccding  in  his  Hymns  and  Spiritual 

Sonffs.     Here  likewise  he  seems  not  altogether  sat- 

islied,  and  makes  anothei-  attempt: 

"Or  Thus: 

"  Honor  to  the  Almighty  Three, 

And  everlasting  One; 
All  glory  to  the  Father  he, 
The  Spirit,  and  the  Son." 


922  CM. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God,  whom  we  adore. 
Be  jilory,  as  it  was,  is  now. 
And  shall  l)e  evermore. 

Tate  and  Brad;/. 
From  Tate    and   IJrady's   yeiv   Version    of  the 
J'.'«dms.  KiUG. 


923 


S.  M. 


GIVE  to  the  Father  i>raiso; 
(Jive  ^lory  to  the  Son  ; 
And  to  the  S])irit  of  his  grace 
Be  eciiial  honor  done. 

Isaac  Watts. 

This  Is  the  authoi-'s  second  attempt  at  a  8.  M. 
doxology,  being  jireceded  by  "Or  Thus."  The  fol- 
lowing is  the  II  1st  attemiit : 

"  Ve  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


3G7 


"Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  ble.>;s  tlie  Spirit  too." 
It  is  found  in  the  author's  Jlymns  and  Spiritual 
Songs,  Book  III.,  1707. 


924  s  M 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  forever  be. 

Juhn  Wesley. 
This  is  the  closing  stanza  of ''^^  Morning  Hymn,'''' 
found  in  A  Collection  of  Psalms  and  Hymns,  pub- 
lished by  the  author  in  1741. 


925  8s  <-^  r,. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Bid  us  now  depart  in  peace ; 
Still  on  heavenly  manna  feeding. 
Let  our  faith  and  love  increase : 
Fill  each  breast  with  consolation ; 
Up  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise : 
AVhen  we  reach  our  blissful  station, 
Then  we'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 
Robert  Hawker. 
It  is  not  certain  that  Robert  Hawker  ■\\Tote  this. 
It  has  been  attributed  also  to  Edwiu  Sniythe,  Wal- 
ter Shirley,  and  to  George  Burder. 


926       ^  8S&7S. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
AVith  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  in  the  Lord ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

John  Xcicton. 


This  is  a  metrical  version  of  the  apostolic  bene- 
diction: "  The  grace  of  the  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  ami 
the  love  of  God,  and  the  communion  of  the  Holy 
Ghost,  be  with  you  all.  Amen  "  (2  Cor.  .\iii.  14.; 
It  is  from  the  Olney  Hymns,  1779. 


S' 


927  7. 

IXG  we  to  our  God  alcove, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love ; 
Piaise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host — 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Charles  Wesley. 
From  the  author's  Hymns  and   Sacred  Poems, 
1740. 


928  Ss,  7s  &  4s. 

GREAT  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  : 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 

William  Goode. 
From  the  author's  An  Entire  Xew  Version  of  the 
Book  of  Psalms,  London,  1811.    In  the  first  line  he 
wrote  "Lo"  instead  of  "Great,"  and  in  the  last 
line,  •'  To  the  Three,  in  Godhead  One." 


929  7s,  6s  &  8s. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Thy  Godhead  we  adore. 
Join  with  the  celestial  host, 

AVho  praise  thee  evermore ! 
Live  by  earth  and  heaven  adored, 

The  Three  in  One,  the  One  in  Three : 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
All  glory  be  to  thee ! 

Charles  Wesley. 
I     This  is  the  last  of  twenty-four  Hymns  to  the 
1  Trinity,  published  by  the  author  in  174G. 


"  I  wonder  if  ever  a  song  icas  sung 

But  the  singers  heart  sang  sweeter! 
I  wonder  if  ever  a  rhyme  was  rung 

But  the  thought  surpassed  the  meter! 
I  wonder  if  ever  a  sculptor  wrought 
Till  the  cold  stone  echoed  his  ardent  thought! 
Or  if  ever  a  painter,  with  light  and  shade, 
The  dream  of  his  inmost  heart  portrayed ! ''' 


"  No  real  poet  ever  wove  in  numbers 
All  his  dream;  but  the  diviner  part, 

Hidden  from  all  the  world,  spoke  to  him  only 
In  the  voiceless  silence  of  his  hearty 
(308) 


BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX 


OF  THE 


AUTHORS  OF  THE  HYMNS. 


Adams,  Sarah  Flower,  Avas  born  at  Cambrulgjo, 
England,  in  1805.  Her  father,  IJenjamin  Flower, 
was  an  author  and  editor  of  tlie  Cambridge  7/^- 
iclligencer.  lier  elder  sister,  Kliza,  was  a  gifted 
musician  and  often  composed  tunes  for  her 
hymns.  In  18:U  she  married  William  Bridges 
Adams,  of  London,  an  eminent  engineer,  and  a 
man  of  scientific  ami  literary  attainments,  she 
Avas  a  member  of  the  Unitarian  Church.  She 
died  in  1S4.S.  She  is  the  author  of  several  hymns, 
but  only  one  finds  a  place  in  this  collection: 
Nearer,  my  Cod,  to  thee 473 

Addison,  Joseph,  whose  fame  is  co-extcnsive 
with  Knglish  literature,  was  the  son  of  Kcv. 
Launcelot  Addison,  Dean  of  Lichfield,  England, 
an<l  w^as  born  in  l(i72.  lie  was  educated  at  Ox- 
ford and  early  developed  poetic  talent.  His  lit- 
erary contributions  were  made  chiefiy  to  the 
Tattler^  the  Guardian  and  the  Spectator.  He  is 
the  author  of  five  hymns,  all  of  which  appeared 
in  the  Spectator  in  1712.  It  has  been  claimed  that 
Andrew  i\Lirvell  is  the  author  of  two  of  these 
hymns  ("The  spacious  firmament,  on  high,""  and 
''When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God,")  but  this 
claim  is  not  justified  by  the  historical  factswbich 
are  too  lengthy  to  present  here.  Addison  died  in 
17b),  being  a  devout  and  consistent  member  of  the 
Church  of  England,  His  last  eflbrt  at  writing 
was  upon  an  article  on  the  Chi'istian  Keligion. 
At  the  time  of  his  death  he  was  contemplating  a 
poetic  version  of  the  Psalms.  "Tiie  i)iery'of 
Addison,"  says  Macanlay,  "was  in  truth  of  a 
singularly  cheerful  kind.  The  feeling  which 
predominates  in  all  his  devotional  writings  is 
gratitude.  .  .  .  On  that  goodness  to  which  lie 
ascribed  all  the  happiness  of  his  life,  he  relied  in 
the  hour  of  death  with  a  love  which  casteth  out 
fear."  There  are  live  hymns  by  Addisou  in  this 
collection : 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord 731 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  i)rei)are 40 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high 38 

"NVhen  all  tiiy  mercies,  O  my  (Jod 832 

Wlieu  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 323 

Alexander,  James  Waddell,  an  eminent  cler- 
gyman of  the  Presbyteiiau  (jlnirch,  and  the  son 
of  a  no  less  distinguished  divine  (Kev.  Archibald 
Alexinder,  U.D.),  was  born  in  Louisa  Co.,A'a.,in 
1804.  After  graduating  at  Princeton  College,  he 
entered  the  ministry  and  was  a  pastor  in  Char- 
lotte Co.,  Va.,  and  later  in  Trenton.  N.  J.  He 
then  became  a  ])rofessor  in  Princeton  College, 
and  in  1844  a  ])astor  in  New  York  City.  In  1849 
he  returned  to  Princeton,  becoming  a  professor 
in  the  Theological  Seminary,  which  i)Osition  he 
resigned  at  the  end  of  three  years,  his  heart 
yearning  to  get  back  into  the  regular  work  of  tlie 
ministry.    He  now  became  pastor  of  the  Fifth 

24 


Avenue  Presbyterian  Church  in  New  York  Citv. 
He  died  in  1H51).  The  only  hvmns  bv  Dr.  Alex- 
ander in  this  collection  are  two  translations: 

Near  the  cross  was  Mary  weeping 98 

O  Sacred  Head,  now  wounded 90 

Alford,  Henry,  was  the  son  of  an  Episcoi)al 
clergyman,  and  was  born  in  London  in  IMO.  He 
was  educated  at  Cambridge,  and  entered  the 
ministry  of  the  Church  of  England.  He  was  ap- 
pointed Dean  of  Cantei  burv  in  bS57,  which  ortlce 
he  held  until  his  death  in  187*1.  He  is  best  known 
as  the  author  of  The  Greek  Testament  With  Notes. 
In  18(37  he  published  a  collection  of  hvmns  entitled 
T?te  Year  of  Praise,  which  containe'd  fiftv-fiveof 
his  own  comjwsition.  His  most  poi)ular  hvmn, 
next  to  the  one  given  below,  is  a  liarvest-hvmn 
beginning,  "Come,  ye  thankful  peojjle,  come." 
i'orwardi  be  our  watchword 574 

Allen,  James,  was  born  in  Yorkshire,  Englaml, 
in  1734.  Hes])entone  year  at  Camljridge  Univer- 
sity, and  in  17.')2  became  an  "  Ingbamite  "  i)reach- 
cr.  Charles  Wesley  writes  of  him  as  follows  m 
his  journal  for  Oct.  17,  175():  "A  young  preacher 
of  Mr.  Ingham's  came  to  .si)cnd  the  evening  w  ith 
me  at  IMr.  Grimshaw's.  I  found  love  for  him, 
and  wished  that  all  our  sons  in  the  gospel  were 
equally  modest  and  discreet."  He  later  joined  a 
sect  in  Scotland  called  the  "  Sandemanians,"  but 
soon  left  them  and  built  a  chai)el  of  his  own  at 
his  native  town  of  Gayle  in  Yorkshire,  where  he 
remained  until  his  death  in  1804,  He  was  the 
editor  and  chief  contributor  to  what  is  known  as 
the  KemJal  Hi/mn  Book,  published  in  1757,  to 
which  he  issueci  an  Appendix  in  I7G1:  and  after 
he  settled  at(iavle  he  published  a  small  volume 
titled  Christian  'Songs.  He  has  but  one  hymn  in 
this  volume,  and  it  has  been  much  altered  autl 
imi)roved  by  Pev.  Walter  Shirley. 
Sweet  the"  moments,  rich  in  blessing 400 

Anstice,  Joseph,  was  l)orn  in  Shropshire.  En- 
gland, in  1808.  Soon  after  leaving  Oxford  Uni- 
yersity,  where  he  took  a  high  stand  as  a  student, 
he  became  Professor  of  Classical  Literature  in 
King's  College,  London.  He  was  a  member  of 
the  Church  of  England.  He  died  in  183(5.  being 
only  28  years olfl.  It  was  during  the  last  evenings 
of  his  I'ife  when  he  was  a  great  sufierer  that  he 
dictated  to  his  wife  the  hymns  (forty-five  in  num- 
ber) which  were  collected  and  published  soon 
after  his  death.  From  this  collection  the  follow- 
ing hymn  was  taken : 

0  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be 5G3 

Atchinson,  John  Burch,  was  born  in  1840  and 
died  in  1882,  He  was  a  minister  in  the  Methodist 
Ei)iscopal  Church.  He  is  the  author  of  a  few 
"(iosi)el  Hymns,"  only  one  of  which  is  in  this 
collection. 

1  have  read  of  a  beautiful  city 901 

(3G9) 


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BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


Auber,  Harriet,  was  born  in  Lon<lon  in  1773, 
ami  «lio<l  in  llenfordshiie  in  ISCti*.  Duriiijj  her 
lonj?  and  usoful  life  !?lie  wrote  niiicli  jjoeti  v,  oiilv 
a  i».iit  <if  wliith  was  ever  i»ulili>lieil.  Mie  livoil  ii 
<|iuet  antl  lelireil  life,  an<l  never  inanied.  Mie 
was  a  devout  nieinher  of  tlio  (.  Imreli  of  Kngland. 
Her  i)iinci|>al  woi  k  was  llul)li^hed  in  ]S29and  was 
tilled  'J'/tc  ,S/>iril  o/tlic  I'sdliiis;  or,  «  Compressed 
Volume  of  the  J'sdtms  of  Duvhl.  From  lliis  vol- 
ir.ne  the  four  livinns  contained  in  thi.s  volume  arc 
taken: 

Kic  mountains  rcarerl  their  forms M 

ila>len.  Lord,  the  jrlonoustime GO;i 

<)  l.od,  our  Mreuirtii,  to  thee  our  song 41 

Wall  joy  wc  hail  the  sacrcil  day 25-i 

Bailey,  Urania  Li.    Mrs.  Tiailey  was  Miss  Urania 

Loeke  wiuii  she  wrote  the  hymn  on  the  "Open 

l)»>or."    ^lle  is  now  deceased!     We  have  no  facts 

coiKC'i-niiii:  her  life. 

'J'lic  mistakes  of  my  life  have  been  man\- 8-18 

Baker,  Francis.  A  Ifoman  Catholic  ]n-ie.st, bear- 
ing tins  name,  li  veil  in  Kngland  in  the  early  part 
of  ilie  seventeenth  ceiitiiry.  Jn  the  JJntish  Slu- 
.-eiim  there  is  m  manuscnpt  a  poem  bearing  the 
title  "A  >ong  hy  F,  li.  1'.  to  the  Tunc  of  Diana." 
This  hymn  h^eeins  to  be  a  free  translation  of  the 
cclebrateil  Latin  hymn  beginning  "•  IJeata  nrbs, 
Hnii^.ilcm,"  and  the  two  liymns  below  seem  to 
be  alterations  of  the  song  of  "  F.  IJ.  1'.,"  tiie  one 
by  .lames  lioilenand  theother  by  Davnl  Dickson. 
it  IS  a  mere  conjecture,  however,  that  F.  15.  1'." 
leprcsents  "  Francis  ilaker,  I'riest,"  the  strong- 
est evidence  being  that  "the  song  by  F.  i>.  1'." 
iscvideiuly  Romish  in  its  sentiments. 

.Icnisalein,  my  happy  home 049 

U  Mother  dear,  Jerusalem 048 

Baker,  Mary  A.,  lives  in  Chicago,  111.  Mi<<s 
llakrr  has  siiccee<led  in  writing  one  of  the  most 
lieaiiiifitl  of  (Hir  nuxlern  hymns.  She  is  a  devout 
(  hri?-tian,  and,  if  our  iniormation  be  correct,  a 
nieml»cr  ui  the  iJaptist  Church. 
.Master  tlie  tempebt  is  raging 8G2 

BakeAvell,  John,  a  'Wesleyan  lay-i)roachor  was 
born  at  l{rail>ford  in  Derbyshire  in  1721.     Jle  was 
a  man  of  piety,  earnestness,  and  consecration. 
He  was  made  a  lay-preacher  in  174!),  and  jiroved 
to  he  one  of  Mr.  Wesley's  most  eflicicnt  workers. 
He  was  for  several  years  Master  of  the  (irei-n- 
wich  Koyal  I'ark  Academy.     It  was  m  his  hou>e 
that  Tho'inas  Olivcis  wrote  his  justly  famous  and 
much    admired   hymn,   "The  iiod   of    Altrah'm 
l'rai>e."     He  was  an  eminently  useful  man,  and 
lived  to  a  ripeohl  age,  being  SIS  vears  old  when  • 
lie  died    ill    1M<).     He  was  buried   in   City  Hoad 
Chapel  not  far  from  the  tomb  of  .b)hn   VVesley. 
Theepilapli  upon  his  tomb'^tonc  slates  that  "  he 
adorned  the  doctrines  of  <iod  our  Saviour  eighty  j 
years,aml  pieaciied  his  glorious  gospel  jiboutsev-  i 
enty  vears."     Hecompo'-ed  many  hymns"  which  I 
reniain  in  the  manuscript  beautifully  written," 
but  only  one  Jinds  a   jilace  in    nnxlern    Church 
liymnals: 
"Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus 120 

Barbauld,  Anna  Laetitia,  the  «Ianghtcror  Rov. 
.lohn  Aiken,  D.D.,  ;in  Fnglish  di>senting  minis- 
ter ;in'i  eiliicalor.  w.is  born  in  174:!.  .\mi<l  the 
cultured  surroundings  of  her  home  her  poetic 
gifts  rcreived  all  needed  ciicoui  aircment  and 
were  duly  improved,  she  |iulilished  ;i  volume  of 
J'oriiiH  111"  177:i.  The  veai  following  she  was  m;ir- 
)ie«|  to  Rev.  Ifochen'Kint  IJarbauld,  a  dissenliiig 
minister  who  in  addition  lo  his  p.-c^iuiale  had 
rli.'irgcof  a  iioarding-school,  in  the  management 
and  instruction  (»f  which  he  wa-  as-ivicd  by  his 
wife  for  eleven  years,  when  he  became  in-ane, 
ami  subse<ni('iitly  commilled  suicide.  .Mr-.  IJar- 
l»aiild  bore  her  iroublcs  with  a  truly  (  hrislian 
tjMiit,  continued   to  exercise  licr  literary   and 


poetic  gifts,  and  after  a  beautiful  old  age  lUed  in 
1S25  at  her  home  near  London.  Her  literarv 
H'orA-.t  wi-re  i>ublished  the  \ear  after  her  death". 
Her  e.\<iuisite  little  one  to  ""  Life  "'  is  universally 
ail  mi  red: 

"  Life!  we've  been  long  together, 
Thi-ougii  pleasant  and  through  cloudy  weather; 
'lis  hard  to  part  when  friends  are  liear— 
rerhaps  '  twill  cost  a  sigh,  a  tear. 
Then  steal  away,  give  little  warning, 

(  hoo.-«e  thine  own  time; 
Say  m»t  (iood-night.— but  in  some  brighter  clinic 
Bill  me  L«ooil-niorning." 

Sevei'al  of  her  hymns  find  a  place  in  modern 
ChnrcU  hymnals,  but  only  two  are  in  this  collec- 
tion : 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 002 

I'laise  to  Cod,  immortal  praise 724 

Baringr-Gould,  Sabine,  is  a  clergyman  of  the 
(lunch  of  Lngland.  He  was  born  at  Kxeter,  hi 
JS>4:  giaduatetl  with  the  M..\.  degice  at  Clare 
College,  Oxford,  in  IsVi:  was  ordained  deacon  in 
lS(i4,  and  jiiiest  in  isil'i:  became  incumbent  at 
Dallon  in  IStki,  and  lector  at  Last  Meisea  in  1871. 
On  the<lealhof  hisfalher,  Kdward  15ai  ing-Couhl, 
ill  l!S721ie  succeeded  to  his  estate  at  Lew-Trench- 
ard,  Devonshire,  which  has  been  the  family  seat 
for  over  three  humlieil  years.  i!e  obtaineil  the 
rectory  of  Lew-Treiu  hard  in  l^M.  He  is  the 
author  of  over  twenty  volumes,  and  continues  to 
jmblish.  His  Cnriotis  M iiths  of  the  Middle  Acjrs 
is  widely  known,  and  many  of  his  other  works 
are  on  kimlrcl  subjects.  He  lias  i>ublished  sev- 
eral volumes  of  sermons.  He  has  written  several 
hymns.  The  one  here  given  is  jjcihaps  his  best: 
"(Jnward,  Christian  tohliers 575 

Bathurst,  William  Hiley,  was  born  at  Cleve 

Dale,  near  Bn^iol,  Lngland.  August  28.  17W.  He 
w  as  the  son  of  C  hai  les  111  agge,  w  ho  w  as  Member 
ol  I'ailiament  for  Biislol  and  who,  upon  inherit- 
ing his  uncle's  e>-late,  jtssunicfl  his  name,  Ra- 
thurst.  He  gradualecl  at  Christ  Church  Col- 
lege, Oxford,  and  was  ordained  a  priest  of  the 
Church  of  England  iii  ish).  '1  he  lolow  ing  year 
he  l>ecame  n>(tor  of  I!arwick-in-Llmet,  "^'ork- 
shire,  where  he  remained  thirty-two  >eais.  In 
Wy:i,  upon  the  death  of  his  elder  bioiher.  he 
succeeded  to  the  laniily  e>la(e  of  Sidney  I'ark, 
Ciiloucestershire.  Mhcie  he  died  November  2.'>, 
1877.  His  published  works  are:  'J'r(oisl<dion  of  the 
(ie07'(/ics  of  \'ir<jd,  J'Kdms  (md  11  limits  for  Pub- 
lic (did  Prii(de  L'xe  (l8olj,  and  iU(7//(<f/  Thouyhls 
in  I'er.se  1 1S4!)). 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 4.'.4 

Why  should  our  tears  in 0,0 

Baxter,  Lydia,  was  born  in  Petersbiirgh,  New 
York,  Sept.  2,  1WI!».  She  was  converted  while 
verv  vouiig  under  the  ministry  of  a  Raptist 
hoine  niissionarv,  and  through  her  religions  zeal 
a  Rainist  (  hurcli  was  organized  in  her  native 
town,  in  which  slie  became  an  active  and  useful 
Sal>bath-School  tea<her.  I'pon  her  marriage  lo 
(  ol..lohn(  .  r.aMer  she  niov(>d  loNi'w  York  City, 
where  slie  contiMued  lo  reside  uiilil  her  death  in 
1K74.  She  w  as  a  woman  of  exti  aor<linary  piety, 
cheerfulness,  an-l  usefulness.  Tlunigh  an  invalid 
f<.r  nearlv  thirl  v  vears,  often  snllering  with  ex- 
cruciating pain,  vet  a  sliaile  of  s:idne>s  |cldom 
)»assed  over  her  liearl  or  was  allowed  lo  enter 
lier  happv  (  liristi:m  hmnc.  She  wrote  many 
songs  for  the  Sumlav-School.which  have  altaine«l 
great  )»opular  I  v.  Her  pkhIucI  ions  show  that  >hc 
was  endowed  with  a  high  degree  of  poetic  abil- 
itv,  and  slie  sanctilb'd  her  rich  gills  of  head  ami 
lieart  lo  the  snlvalion  of  the  voiing.  In  1S.'').-.  she 
imblishe.l  (.'ems  Ini  the  Waiisiile,  a  volume  ol 
«Jia-le  and  rellneil  (  hri-tian  poetry  whi(-h  haci  a 
lurge  sale.    Tiie  two  hymns  here  given  are  the 


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most  popular  of  the  large  number  composed  bj- 

her: 

Take  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you 87G 

There  is  a  gate  that  stands  ajar SoS 

Baxter,  Richard,  an  eminent  Puritan  divine  and 
voluminous  author  of  tlie  seventeenth  century,  is 
best  known  to  Christians  of  the  piescnt  day  by 
his  Call  to  the  Unconverted  ixnd  his  SainVs Ever- 
lasting Jiest.  When  about  twenty-five  years  of 
aare  heentered  the  ministrv,  and  wasappo'inted  to 
the  parish  of  Kidderminster  (1G40).  Here  he  re- 
mained until  "for  conscience'  sake,"  he,  along 
with  many  other  Non-conformist  divines,  -was 
<lriven  out" from  his  Aveeping  flock  by  the  "Act  of 
Uniformity"  |)assed  in  ](j(32.  He  now  ceased  to 
preach,  but  being  caught  holding  family  prayers 
*•  with  more  than  foul-  persons,"  he  was  under 
the  conditions  of  the  "••Conventicle  Act"  (loW) 
arrested  and  imprisoned  for  six  months.  He 
lived  in  retirement  until  1072,  when  the  "Act  of 
Inilulgence"  gave  him  liberty  to  preach  and  to 
l)ublish.  But'in  168.)  the  infamous  Jeffries  had 
him  arrested  and  shamefully  convicted  of  sedi- 
tion, the  foundation  for  the  charge  being  found  in 
his  Paraphrase  of  the  Xew  Testament,  for  which 
he  was  imprisoned  two  years.  He  endured  this 
unjust  and  cruel  imprisonment  with  Christian 
l>alience  and  resignation,  which  finds  illustration 
in  the  hymn  below.  His  pastoracy  of  twenty- 
two  years  at  Kidderminster  was"  faithful  and 
untiring  in  the  ministry  of  the  Word,  and  was 
followecl  by  rich  spiritual  fruits  in  the  improvecl 
lives  and  cliara  ters  of  his  six  hundrefl  parish- 
ioners.   He  exemplified  his  own  couplet: 

"  I  preached  as  though  I  ne'er  should  preach 
a^ain. 

And  as  a  dying  man  to  dying  men." 
He  has  but  one  hymn  in  this  collection: 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  tomy  care 464: 

Beddome,  Benjamin,  the  son  of  a  Baptist  min- 
ister, was  born  in  Warwickshire,  England,  in 
1717.  In  1737  he  was  converted,  and  in  1748  be- 
came pastor  of  a  Baptist  church  at  Bourton,  in 
Gloucester.  Here  he  continued  to  preach  for 
fifty-two  years,  till  his  death  in  1795.  A  large 
congregation  in  London  wished  to  secure  him  as 
their  pastor,  but  he  declined  all  their  appeals, 
giving  as  his  final  answer,  ••  1  would  rather  honor 
God  in  a  station  much  inferior  to  that  in  which 
he  hasplacedme  than  intrude  mvself  into  a  higher 
Avitiiout  his  direction."  He  preached  even  after 
he  had  to  be  borne  to  his  pulpit  by  his  devoted 
l)arishioners,  and  only  an  hour  before  Ids  death  he 
was  engaged  in  writing  a  hvmn.  His  hvmns 
•were  not  written  for  publication,  but  to  be"suna: 
at  the  close  of  his  sermons,  or  as  parts  of  them", 
and  often  for  his  own  pleasure.  Fiftv  of  them 
were  published  in  Rippon's  Selection',  17S7:  and 
a  volume  entitled  Hi/mns  Adapted  to  Public 
WorsJiip  or  Private  Devotion.  Xoio  fiist  Pub- 
lished from  the  Manuscripts  of  the  late  Rev.  B. 
Beddome,  A.M.,  published  iii  1818,  contained 
eight  hundred  anrl  thirtv.  Eiglit  are  found  in 
this  collection: 

Celestial  Dove,  come  from  above 179 

Come,  Hdly  Spirit,  come 176 

Did  Christ" o'er  sinners  wee]) 319 

How  great  the  wisdom,  power,  and  grace...  1.S3 

O  Lord,  in  mei'cy  f-pare 712 

Our  few  revolving  years 709 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will .5(50 

Witness,  ye  men  and  angels,  now 753 

Bennett,  S.  Fillmore,  is  a  practicing  physician 
of  Richmond,  111. 
There's  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day 896 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux,  an  eminent  monk,  the- 
ologiau,  scholar,  preacher,  and  poet,  was  born  at 


Fontaine,  near  Dijon,  in  Burgundy,  France,  in 
1(K)1.  Aletta,  his  mother,  was  a  de'votediy  piou> 
woman,  and  consecrated  her  son  tt)  (iod  fioin  hi- 
birth.  "Her  death-chamber  was  his  si)iritual 
birthplace."  He  was  educated  at  Paris.  Being 
naturally  fond  of  seclusion,  meditation,  an- 1 
study,  and  living  in  tlie  twelfth  century,  it  is  not 
surprising  that  one  so  piously  inclined  "as  he  soon 
sought  a  home  in  the  cloister.  At  twenty-two 
years  of  age  he  entered  the  small  monastery  of 
Citeau.x,  and  later  he  founded  and  made  fanioi;s 
that  of  Clairvaux,  where  by  fasting  and  self-mor- 
tification he  became  an  emaciated  monk,  l)ut  witli 
it  all  one  of  the  most  conspicuous  and  influential 
characters  in  Euroje.  Kings  an<l  popes  sought 
his  advice.  His  enthusiasm  and  impa-ssioncd  el- 
oquence were  all  but  irresistible.  He  died  Au- 
gust 20,  1153.  His  life  was  pure,  his  faith  strong, 
his  love  ardent,  his  courage  unflinching,  ids  piefy 
unquestioned.  Luther  greatly  admired  him,  anil 
thought  him"  the  greatest  mo'nk  that  ever  lived." 
His  published  works  are  in  five  folio  volumes. 
His  Sacred  Songs  of  Praise  have  long  been  the 
admiration  of  the  Church.  Christ  crucifieil  was 
the  theme  of  his  preaching  and  of  his  .song,  as  the 
five  hymns  here  given  will  testify.  His  love  for 
Christ  amounted  almost  to  an  aixfent  i)assion  that 
was  unconscious  of  using  terms  of  endearment 
not  altogether  becoming  to  so  divine  a  theme. 

Jesus,''the  very  thougiit  of  thee 152 

Jesus,  thou  Jov  of  loving  hearts 157 

O  Jesus,  Light" of  all  below Uii 

O  Sacred  Head  now  wounded vto 

Of  Him  who  did  salvation  bring 165 

Bernard  of  Cluny,  a  celebrated  monk  of  the 
twelfth  century,  was  born  of  English  parents  at 
Morlaix,  in  Bretagne,  France,  and  died  at  the 
monastery  of  Cluny.  Aery  little  is  known  of 
him  beyond  ids  authorship'  of  a  j)oem  titled  I>e 
Contemptu  Mundi.  "Judging  from  his  writ- 
ings," says  Coles  in  his  Latin  Hymns,  "  Bernard 
must  have  possessed  a  spirit  almost  as  dauntle=s 
as  that  of  Luther.  Apparently  actuaterl  by  a 
righteous  zeal  to  correct  some  of  the  shock"ing 
abuses  which  everywhere  prevailed  to  the  dis- 
grace of  the  Christian  name,  he  in  this  poem,  with 
terrible  severity  and  with  matchless  power  of 
sarcasm,  exposes  and  assails  them,  and  plainlr 
denounces  the  shameful  greed  and  venalitvof  the 
Roman  court,  corrupt  from  the  pope  down." 
Though  a  monk,  he  is  in  greater  favor  with  Prot- 
estants than  with  Roman  Catholics.  "The 
heavenlv  heartache,  with  the  .soul  enamored  of 
its  home  in  the  skies,  never,  it  is  safe  to  say, 
found  a  sweeter  or  more  touching  cxpre.ssion 
than  in  the  hymns  of  Bernard." 

Brief  life  is"  here  our  j^ortion 654 

Jerusalem,  the  golden *....*  052 

Berridg-e,  John,  a  clersryman  of  the  Chui-ch  of 
England,  was  born  in  Nottinghamshire  in  171'). 
He  became  Vi'-arof  Everton  in  1755,  and  remained 
there  until  his  death  in  1703.  Ilis  lueachiuEr  was 
at  first  sadly  lacking  in  spiritualitv.  but  bein<r 
happily  con"verted  he  became  one  "of  the  most 
earnest  of  the  Evans-elical  clev£rvmeu  who  svm- 
pathized  with  and  aided  the  Methodist  revival. 
Frequent  allusions  to  him  are  found  in  the  writ- 
ings of  John  Wesley,  who  esteemed  him  hisrhlv 
ami  found  in  him  a  helpful  co-worker.  He  was 
never  married.  In  17S5  he  published  a  volume  of 
hymns  titled  Zion's  Songs.  His  *•  weddincr 
hymn"  is  the  only  one  thatfinds  a  place  in  this 
collection: 
Since  Jesus  freely  did  ai^pear S12 

Bethune,  Geora-e  Washinerton,  an  eminent 
clergyman  of  the  Dut  -li  Refo-  ined  Church,  was 
born  of  idous  parents  in  New  York  Citv  in  I'^Oo; 
graduated  at  Dickinson  Colloire.  Pa.,"  In  1S21; 
studied  theology  at  Princeton  Theological  Senn- 


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nary,  and  was  a  i»astor  surccssivclv  of  various 
rIniVc-lies  in  New  \ ovk  aii<l  I'liiUuleljihia.  lie 
dieil  in  KltMOnci'.  Italy,  in  iMrJ.  llis  only  hvnm 
lit'ic  i;«  a  lran:j.lalu>n  from  tlic  FrcMicli  of  0.  li.  A. 
Malan: 
Jt  i>  not  deatii  lo  dir G27 

Blacklock,  Thomas,  was  li  un  at  Annan,  Scot- 
Jaiid,  in  17'21.  Tlion;;h  lotallv  blind  from  cai'ly 
infancy.  Ins  llui>t  for  knt)wlc(j.iri'  was  so  {jroat 
that  lu'ovt'irame  allobslack-s,  imludin;.'-iiovcrty, 
an<l  M'cnrcd  a  llioron.udi  cdncalion  at  llic  Inivcr- 
sitvof  K<Unl»nri;ij.  lie  enU-nMl  ilie  ministry  of 
the"'  Kstablished  C  luircli  of  xoliaiid  in  IToi),  bnt 
Mftei-  only  a  year  or  two  in  tiio  pastoiacy  lie 
ojieiicd  aboardinjr  and  tiay  sciiool  in  KiJinbiirjjli, 
wlieie,  aided  by  bis  wife,  be  tanjrbt  for  many 
years  pursnin<^'zealon>ly  liis  clas-ical  ainl  otbeV 
stndies.  llis  lirst  vohuiie  of  Toelry  was  juib- 
lisbed  as  early  as  17J.').  witb  several" ^nb^equent 
,e«lilions.  He  "is  tbe  anllior  of  a  favorite  Seotch 
wtnir, ''The  IJraes  o"  r.ailentlcn."  lie  is  the  au- 
tborof  tiieaiticle  in  tbe  lormer  edition  of  tbe  Kn- 
cyclopedia  IJii'anniea  on  "'Ibe  Kdueationof  the 
IJlind."  lie  was  especially  m)ted  for  liis  ability 
to  describe  natural  scenerv  vividly  and  accu- 
rately. 
Ci'uie,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 12 

Boden,  James,  an  Kn-.di>b  (  ontrrejiational  min- 
ister, born  at  (  besicr  in  17.j7,  m  the  house  for- 
merly occnpietl  by  .Matthew  Henry,  the  commen- 
tator", lie  piofe.sscd  relijrion  in"  his  sixteenth 
year  and  joined  the  (  liurch  of  which  the  j^real 
commentatt»r  had  been  pastor,  lie  was  a  pastor 
in  Sliellield  for  forty-three  years.  He  was  one  of 
the  noble  band  who  in  17!).')"  founded  the  London 
^Missionary  Society,  and  was  the  last  survivor  of 
the  ori,udn"al  band".  He  died  in  ls41.  He  was  a 
liymn-writer,  and  published  two  collections,  but 
it"  is  not  certain  that  he  wrote  the  beautiful  and 
]>(ipular  hymn  which  is  here  assijjrned  to  him: 

.Jerusalem,  my  happy  home (>4i) 

Boehm,  Anthony  Wilhelm,  was  born  in  l(i7:', 
and  died  in  172J.  Nolbiuir  is  known  of  him  save 
that  he  i)ublisbed  a  volume  of  translations,  in 
whi(d»  tbe  foUowinj,^  hymn  (by  Bernard  of  Clair- 
vaiix)  appeared: 

Of  lliin  who  did  salvation  brinjr Klo 

Bonar,  Horatius,  a  )U)tod  cler^vman  of  the  Free 
(  iuiich  of  Scotland,  born  at  Kd"ini)ur,-h  in  isos, 
and  (ihicated  at  the  university  located  there, 
enteicd  the  minisliv  in  is;{7  and  became  ai)astor 
at  Kelso,  where  he  imblished  the  famous  Kelso 
Trarfs.  He  ])ublisheil  quite  a  number  of  devo- 
tional works  in  i)rose  and  several  volumes  of 
hymns,  amonjr  them  J/yvins  of  Juiilh  (ind  J/ajx 
iii  three  series  (]s:)7,  bsfi],  IhWi).  He  was  one  of  that 
heroic  band  of  noted  divines  who  in  is-l:)  left  the 
Mate  (  hurch  and  establishccl  the  Fiee  Church 
of  Scotland.  In  Jssii  he  lelired  from  the  active 
work  of  the  ministry.  His  last  iiastxual  cbarjre 
was  in  Kdiidjur^h,  v.'hcre  he  died  -Inly  2'.t,  ISMI.  in 
his  ei;,'!ity-llrst  year.  11  is  old  ap'  \\"as  crowneil 
with  lh(!"venera'tion  and  loxc  of  a  laifxe  multi- 
tude of  Christians  which  was  not  limited  to  his 
own  country  or  <  hurch.  H<r  was  one  ol  the  most 
popular  hyn"in-writ(!rsof  the  nineteenth  century. 

A  few  nxnc  yeaivs  shall  I'oll Cn:? 

Hevoiid  the  sinilinj;  and  the  wcepin;; SS'.l 

From  lb(!  cross  the  bloo.l  is  fallinj; il'.) 

<;«»,  lalifU'  «)ii ;  s))end  and  be  spent TiO] 

I  beard  the  voice  of  .)e-us  say M:! 

I  was  a  wanderin;;  shc'cj) .* ,s.')l 

Hest  for  111*'  loiiiii;r  hand (•.2S 

'I'hy  way,  not  mine,  <J  Lord r):{() 

Bonar,  Jane  Catherine,  tlie  wif<!  of  Dr.  Ilora- 
iiiis  I'.oiKir,  w  a-  (be  \..un;,'est  flaii^diter  of  K'ev. 
Ifobert  Lnndii;  <.f  Kels..,  Sc(. Hand,  and  sister  of 
that  devotedly  pious  woman,  Mary  Liindie  Dun- 
tan,  who.sc  ^h^1H<Jir  was  written'  by  her  gifted 


mother.    Phe  was  mariie<l  to  Dr.  IJonar  in  lj>40, 
and  died  at  Kdinbur<rh  in  ISs"). 
F\ide,  fade,  each  earthly  joy Ml;} 

Borthwick,  Jane,  a  literarv  woman  of  Scotland, 
■was  boin  in  IM:!.  she  and  her  sistei- (Mrs.  Kiic 
J.  Findlater)  published  in  is.vt  Jli/tn.s  from  Ihe 
Lo/idoj  Lulftfi\oi  which  several  series  ai>peareil 
later,  all  beinjr  i)ublishe(l  tojrether  in  lSii2.  Sbe 
is  also  the  author  of  Thouyjits  for  TlioiKjhtfiil 
Jlours.  isv.t.  Cnder  the  sifrnatur"e  of  ''H.  i..  L." 
]Miss  IJorlhwick  has  contiibuted  many  shot  t 
noems  and  hymns  to  The  Faniili/  Trcdsun/.  Her 
latest  works,  Alfjine  Lyrics^  appeared  in  1S7L 
The  following  hymns  are  translations: 

(iod  callinjr  yet!  shall  I  not  hear 2!»2 

Wy  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt io'J 

Bourig-non,  Antoinette,  a  {rifted  and  i)ious,  but 
eccentric  mystic,  of  the  seventeenth  century,  was 
born  in  IGHi".  Her  deformity  as  an  infant  was  so 
great  that  even  her  i)aien"ts,  it  is  said,  had  an 
aveision  to  her,  .'^he  became  fascinateil  at  an 
early  age  with  books  of  devotion  and  with  a  life 
of  celibacy,  she  twice  lied  from  home  to  escape 
marriage,"  into  w  hich  relation  her  parents  wisbeil 
her  to  enter,  '^^■ishing  to  do  good  with  her 
worldly  means,  she  took  charge  of  a  foundling 
hospital  in  lO.');!.  She  joined  the  order  of  Angus- 
tines  in  l()ii7.  where  she  attracted  great  attention 
by  her  tracts  and  discourses.  Kemmncing  Ko- 
nian  (  atholicism,  she  decl.-ued  herself  divinely 
called  to  found  a  new  and  jmre  coinmunion.  She 
became  an  object  of  i)eisecution.  ami  IUmI  from 
place  to  i)lace.  She  die<l  at  Frankfort  iu  KisO. 
Her  works  were  published  in  nineteen  volumes 
in  ]()SC..  One  of  her  works,  "The  Light  of  the 
World,''  was  translated  into  Knglisli,  and  met 
with  such  a  large  sale  and  was  of  such  inlluence 
in  Great  iiritain  that  at  one  time  all  tbecamli- 
dates  for  the  I'resbyteiaan  ministry  were  re- 
((uirc(l  to  disavow  all  belief  in  or  synlpalhy  with 
•"  llouriunonism."  The  fact  that  for  twentv 
years  she  boasted  that  she  hail  not  read  a  word 
of  the  Holv  Scripture  shows  the  en-alic  charac- 
ter of  her  "piety,  lint  by  .John  Wesley's  match- 
less power  of  tianslationwehavefronihera  most 
useful  hymn,  which  was  wntti-n  in  hilO  at  the 
time  when  she  renounced  the  world  for  a  relig- 
ious life: 
Come,  Saviour  Jesus,  from  above 4:'>.') 

Bo-wring-,  Sir  John,  atlistinguished  Knglish  i>ol- 
ilician,  siaiesinan,  roreign  minister,  ainI  liieiaiy 
man,  was  born  at  Kxeter,  Kngland.  in  17'.i2.  He 
held  many  ollicial  ])ositions  of  responsibility 
Tinder  the  Knglish  government, and  was  knighted 
in  In.")!,  He  was  a  irenius  in  the  ac«|nisiiion  of 
languages.  He  made  translations  from  no  h'ss 
than  thirteen  modern  languages,  mostly  of 
l)oetry.  Foi-  many  years  he  represented  the  Kn- 
glish "government  in  (  liina  ami  other  jiortions  of 
the  Orienl.  He  was  a  Cnilarian  in  faith.  He 
died  at  bis  seat  near  Kxeter  iu  ls72,  being  eighiy 
yeais  old.  His  hymns  are  found  in  his  .l/a^//(.s 
(t)t(f  I'c.tpcrs  (182;J),  and  in  his  i^icgncl  to  (he  Mit- 
tiiis  (is2r)). 

Cod  is  love:  his  mei'cv  brightens 2<5 

How  sweellv  llowed  llie  gospel  sound 74 

In  the  cross  "of  (  hrist  I  glorv 101 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ()75l 

Bridsres,  Matthew,  the  vounger  son  of  John 
Kridges.  of  Wallingion  IIo"iise,  Surrev,  Kni-land, 
was  born  in  Kssex  in  jsoo.  Rev,  Charles  Uridgcs, 
his  brother,  is  well  known  as  :i  most  excelleni  and 
nscfiil  minister.  Like.Iobn  Henrv  Newman  ai"l 
Frederick  Win,  Fabcr,  he  went  (in  IsKb  fr<.m  the 
Church  of  KiiLrland  into  the  c(tnimunion  of  the 
Ifmnan  (  'thoiic  (  iiiirch.  He  published  verses 
as  early  as  |s'J.').  His  /hmtns  of  The  Ilrnrl  was 
l)ublish"ed  in  1817,  and  his /'asitou  o/ Jesus  in  1852. 


BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


6  (.J 


Roman  Catholic  and  Ritnalistic  hymnals  abound 
in  Ills  hvinns,  many  of  whicli  are  said  tobe  "'' s;m-- 
itualan'd  IjcauUlul."    The  dated'  his  death  is  not 
known  to  this  writer. 
3Iy  God,  accept  my  lieart  this  day 410 

Brooks,  Charles  Timothy,  a  Unitarian  divine, 
ami  a  poet  and  author  of  more  tiian  onlinary 
aljilitv,  was  born  at  Salem,  Mass.,  in  LSliJ;  grad'- 
uated'at  Harvard  College  in  is:52aud  at  the  Har- 
vard Divinitv  School  in  18:5."j;  was  i)astor  of  a 
Unitarian  chinch  in  Xewi)ort,  R.  1.,  from  18:;()  to 
1S71 ;  i)ublislu'(l  (juite  a  numbevof  volumes,  many 
being  traiislatioiisfrom  the  German;  lie  died  June 
14,  18S;}. 
God  bless  our  native  land 72f) 

Brown,  Phoebe  Hinsdale,  was  the  daughter  of 
George  Hinsdale,  ami  was  boru  in  1<S.'J  at  Canaan, 
N.  Y.  Her  parents  dying  when  she  was  young 
and  leaving  her  poor,  she  was  committed  to  a 
family  where  her  life  Avas  one  of  liardship  and 
drudgery.  She  had  no  edmnitiou  until  she  was 
eighteen  years  of  age,  and  she  had  no  sooner 
learned  to  write  than  she  began  to  compose 
verses  and  to  write  original  articles  in  prose. 
About  this  time  she  was  converted  ffnd  joined 
the  Congregational  Church.  She  did  not  im- 
prove her  worldly  fortune  by  marrying  Thomas 
H.  Brown,  a  iiou'se-painter  of  Ellinj^ton,  Conn. 
About  1820  she  moved  to  Monson,  Mass.,  Avhere 
she  resided  for  thirty  years,  and  subsequently 
moved  to  Henry,  111.,  where  she  died  in  18(51. 
Her  "twilight  hymn"  is  a  great  favorite  at 
prayer-meetings. 
1  love  to  steal  awhile  away 820 

Browne,  Simon,  was  born  in  1G80  in  Somerset- 
shire, England.  He  began  to  preach  when  only 
twenty  years  of  age.  He  w\as  for  some  years  pas- 
tor of  a  large  congregation  at  Plymouth,  which 
he  left  in  ITIG  to  take  charge  of  tlie  Independent 
Church  in  Old  Jewry,  London.  Dr.  Isaac  Watts 
Avas  his  near  neighbor  at  that  time,  and  to  this 
association  is  perhaps  to  be  attributed  tlie  two 
hundred  and  sixty-six  hymns  which  he  produced. 
In  1723  Mr.  Browne  lost  "his  wife  and  son.  About 
the  same  time  he  killed  a  highwav  robber  in  self- 
defense.  These  events  combined  to  produce  a 
very  sad  efl'ect  upon  his  mind,  unsettling  his  rea- 
son'^at  least  to  the  extent  of  making  liim  the  vic- 
tim of  a  life-long  hypochondriacal  malady,  under 
the  delusion  of  wdiich  he  fancied  that  he  "could 
not  Ihinky  He,  however,  wiote  an  able  defense 
of  Christianity,  a  work  on  the  Trinity,  a  Diction- 
ary, and  the  Exposition  of  the  First  E})istle  to 
the  Corinthians  published  in  Matthew  Henry's 
Commentary.  The  twenty-three  i)ublications'of 
this  man  Avho  "could  not  think"  justify  To))- 
lady's  observation  that  "instead  of  having  no 
mmd,  he  wrote  and  reasoned  and  prayed  as  if  he 
liad  two."  He  ilied  in  1732,  beloved  ami  respected 
of  all  who  knew  him. 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 718 

O  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven 705 

Bruce,  Michael,  was  born  in  1746  at  Kinnesswood, 
Kinross  County,  Scotland.  He  was  the  llftli  of 
eight  children  Jjorn  to  his  ])oorbiit  pious  ])arents. 
When  he  was  fifteen  years  of  age  his  parents  by 
exercising  the  most  rigid  economy  managed  to 
send  him  to  school  at  the  University  of  Edin- 
burgh. After  leaving  the  university, he  taught 
school  first  at  Gairney  Bridge,  at  a  salary  of 
eleven  pounds  i)er  annum,  and  then  removed  to 
Foresthill,  near  Alloway,  where  jioverty,  hard 
]al)or,  and  the  dam])  room  in  which  he  worked 
combined  to  break  down  his  spirits  and  to  bring 
him  to  an  untimely  grave  in  his  twenty-seconll 
year  (17G7).  This  gifted  young  poet  came  very 
near  being  permanently  robhed  of  the  honor  he 
so  richly  merits,  by  Rev.  John  Logan,  a  plagia- 


iist,who,  with  a  literary  dishonesty  that  has  rarel  V 
f(»un<l  its  e(iual  in  the  lii.»toiy  of  lileratuii'. 
claimed  the  autlKUship  of  several  ol  llrm*-^ 
choicest  productions,  among  them  the  two  liynms 
given  below.  Logan  was  "familiarly  as>o("iated 
with  Bruce  while  at  the  L'niversily,  and  upon  liis 
death  he  secured  frinn  his  |)aieiits,"iii  manu.-cript, 
all  the  poems  which  he  had  written  ami  pulili>lied 
them,  but  claimed  himself  to  be  the  auliior  of  the 
much-adiniieil  "  Ode  to  the  Ciickoct,"  and  all  his 
hymns.  The  subject  is  di>cus>e<l  m  the  Jirtlish 
Qiiurtcrly  for  1875;  also  by  i'rincipal  shairp  in 
Good  Words  for  Novein)jerJ873. 

JJehold  the  mountain  of  the  Lor«l 075 

Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands 773 

Bryant,  William  Cullen,  the  eminent  Amer- 
ican poet,  was  bom  at  Cummington,  Mass.,  Nov. 
3,  1794,  and  died  at  his  couutrv  home  at  Hoslvii, 
Long  Island,  near  New  York  City.  June  12,  ls7s, 
in  the  eighty-fourth  year  of  his  age.  lie  entered 
Williams  College  iii  1810,  was  admitted  to  the 
bar  in  1815,  became  connected  with  the  New  York 
Ercning  Post  in  182i),  continuing  in  this  posiiiou 
as  one  of  the  editors  and  proprietors  until  Ins 
death.  As  early  as  his  thirteenth  year  he  wrote 
])oetry  that  attracted  luiljlic  alteiuion  and  re- 
ceived high  praise.  "  Thanatoijsis,"  Ins  most 
popular  poem,  was  published  in  IMU.  \  arious 
editionsof  his  poems  have  been  issued— one  in  ls74 
by  I).  Appleton  &  Co.  Just  before  his  death  he 
published  an  excellent  translation  of  Homer's 
Jliad  and  Odt/sscij.  He  has  written  about 
twenty  hymns.  The  one  here  given  is  perhaps 
his  best: 
Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 531 

Bunting-,  "William  Maclardie,  an  eminent 
Wesleyan  divine,  was  the  son  of  Kev.  Jabez  Bunt- 
ing and  Sarah  Maclardie.  He  was  born  in  Man- 
chester in  1805,  and  from  his  birth  was  dedicated 
to  the  Christian  ministry,  which  sacred  vocation 
he  entered  at  the  early  age  of  nineteen.  As  a  man 
he  was  cultivated  and  accomplisherl,  and  as  a 
preacher  was  gifted  and  ])opular,  though  to  some 
tedious.  The  last  seventeen  years  of  his  life  weie 
spent  in  suQ'ering  and  mainly  in  confinement. 
He  died  in  180(5.  His  joetical  comi)ositions  begin 
at  an  early  date,  one  of  his  best  hymns  being  writ- 
ten when  he  was  only  fifteen  years  of  age:  "  Mv 
God,  how  often  hatli  thine  ear  To  me  in  willing 
mercy  bowed."  Many  of  his  i^oems  were  pub- 
lished in  the  Wesleyan  Magazine  from  1820  to 
1840.  His  best  jioctry  is  preserved  in  a  volume 
])nblished  soon  afterhis  death,  a  "^Mevwir  o/  his 
Life  and  Selections  from  Ids  Hymns  and  Poems."' 
Quite  a  number  of  his  hynnis  are  found  in  the 
Wesleyan  collection,  but  only  one  in  this: 

0  blessed,  blessed  sounds  o"f  grace 77(5 

Burdsall,  Richard,  a  useful  and  laboriouB  local 
preacher  of  the  Wesleyan  Connection,  born  in 
Yorkshire,  England,  in  J735.  His  remarkable 
])Ower  of  memory  enabled  him  toquote  Scripture 
very  freely  in  preaching.  In  the  i)uli)it  he  invol- 
initarily  s'aid  many  witty  things  which  caused 
his  hearers  to  laugh,  but  his  sennon.s  were  other- 
wise very  im]>ressive.  He  died  in  1824. 
The  voice  oi  free  grace  cries 27G 

Butler,  Charles  J.,  lives  in  Camden,  N.  J. 

1  was  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour 859 

Cary,  Phoebe.  Alice  and  Pha'be  Cary  hold  an 
honoi'ed  i)lace  among  the  female  iioetsof  Amer- 
ica. Phcebe  (her  sister  Alice  being  four  years  her 
senior)  was  born  in  the  IMiami  Valley,  Ohio.  Sep- 
tember 4,  1824.  The  sisters  began  writing  poetry 
at  a  very  early  age.  The  hymn  found  in  this  col- 
lection was  written  by  Phcebe  when  she  was  only 
seventeen  years  old.  "Their  collected  Poems  were 
first  published  in  1850.    Tliey  moved  to  New  York  . 


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BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


City  in  lSd2,  ami  mmhi  had  l>ought  nncl  paid  for 
with  then-  peiij;  a  vuiy  »lcli;,'hlful  liuiuo  on  Twen- 
tieth Mreei,  wliere  iliey  lived  uiitd  liieir  death. 
The  death  of  l.ie  ehler  t«i?ter  preceded  and  ha>t- 
eiied  lliat  ol  tlie  y»mnjrer,  which  occurred  in  ls;i, 
whde  on  a  visit  to  NewiJorl,  K.  1.  Mis^s  (aiy 
was  at  her  death  a  nieinbeiol  tlie  "■  C  hurcli  of  llie 
strangers"  in  New  York  C  ity.  in  lMi;>,  inco-op- 
cratioii  with  lier  pastor.  Dr."  t  harles  F.  Deems, 
she  pnbhslied  a  collection  of  sacred  t-ongs  tilled 
Jlilinns  fur  nil  i'hristians. 
One  sweetly  solemn  thought liOo 

C  as  wall,  Edward,  is  tlie  translator  of  many  pop- 
ular liyiniis.  He  comes  of  a  literary  family,  ilis 
falher"and  a  brother  were  both  clergymen  of  dis- 
tinction in  tlie  Churcliof  Kni;lan<l.  Jle  was  born 
111  liaini)5.;iire  iu  1S14;  graduated  at  IJraseuo.^e 
Collej;e  iii  1S.]J;  was  ordained  deacon  in  tlie 
Lluirch  of  England  in  INJ^i;  became  perpetual 
curate  of  straliord-and-Castle,  near  .Salisbury, 
in  \^W\  resigned  his  ecclesiastical  position  in  the 
(  hun-h  «)f  England  in  hs4(>  witii  a  view  lo  joining 
the  IJoinan  Catholic  Church,  wiiich  he  and  his 
wife  did  in  1S47;  be;'ame  a  priest  in  the  Congre- 
gation of  the  Oralorv  which  Cardinal  Newman 
liad  estabiislietl  at  fJinningham,  whei-e  lie  re- 
mained until  his  death,  .Januarv  2,  isrs. 

Jesus,  the  verv  tliought  of  thee l.')2 

31v  God,  1  love  thee... l.)l 

U  "Jesus,  Light  of  all HO 

Cawood,  John,  was  born  at  "Mallock,  Derbvsliire, 
England.  March  IS,  J77.-).  He  graduated  at  Ox- 
ford 111  isui.  He  was  con  veiled  quile  young,  and 
became  a  minister  in  the  (  hurcli  of  llirgland.  \\\ 
1>U  he  bec.ime  "pori)etual  curate"  in  Hewdley, 
Worcestershire,  lemaining  there  until  his  dealii, 
November  7,  ls.'>2.  Of  his  hymns,  ai)out  twenty 
of  which  have  fi)un<l  a  placein  various  I'.ymuals, 
only  one  is  here  given: 
l£ark,  what  meua  tliose  holy  voices (;8 

Ceanick,  John,  was  born  in  T'crkshire,  England, 
la  171s.  I'.eingconverie  I  in  his  ^-evelltecnth  year, 
he  coiinec'led  himself  lirst  with  the  Methodists 
and  became  a  preacher  among  them,  and  was 
nlaced  in  charge  of  the  Kingswood  school;  but 
Ids  theological  views  undergoing  a  change,  he 
eeparated  from  them  iu  17-11,  carrying  sevci-al 
members  with  him  and  founding  an'independent 
society  of  his  own,  which,  liowcver,  was  soon 
patliei-ed  into  the  Whiteliehl,  or  La<ly  Hunling- 
don,  (.'onnection.  A  fi'W  years  later  he  joined  the 
Moravians,  ami  spent  most  of  the  remainder  of 
liis  life  in  the  iiortheni  jjartof  Ireland,  return- 
ing to  Londo:)  in  17.')'),  where  he  died  July  -Ith  of 
tliat  same  year,  at  the  age  of  thirty-se\  en.  He 
was  a  man  of  sincere  and  earnest  iiiely.  His 
lirst  hymns  were  writien  for  the  use  of  the  Meth- 
odistsjand  were  altered,  and  piobably  im))i-ove(l. 
by  the  Wesleys.  He  |)iibli>hed  Sdcrcd  Jfi/mn.s 
ill  three  pans:  ])arls  one  and  two  in  Bristol  in 
ITU,  and  part  third  in  London  in  1744.  '*  I  w(mld 
not  have  any,"  says  Cennick,  "who  read  these 
hymns  look  to  And  either  good  ])oelrvor  line  lan- 

fiiage,  for  indeed  there  is  none."  To  whi(di  Di-. 
L'ltlleld  says:  "It  was  the  truth.  The  few 
liyinns  fronriiis  pen  that  are  now  tisccl  have  hej'ii 
ronsideral)ly  modilleil  to  lit  them  for  the  service 
of  song,  and  are  known  at  pre>ent  almost  wholly 
in  the-<(^  altei-ed  forms.  Tliev  cannot  w«'ll  be  re- 
stored." (.ennick  is  the  aiilfior  (»f  the  two  well- 
known  graces  beforehand  after  me.it.  commenc- 
ing "  H(j  present  at  our  table.  Lord,"  and  *' \V«' 
thank  thee.  Lord,  for  this  one  food."  On  John 
Wesley's  large  family  teajjot.  still  jtroscrved  at 
<  ity  lioad,  tlu'se  twograces  are  printed  in  large 
let  tors. 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 4.')S 

Jcsiis,  my  all,  to  heaven'  is  gone 30O 


Chandler,  John,  the  son  of  Rev.  John  V.  C  han- 
dler, was  born  June  IU,  Isini,  at  \N  iiley,  Snrrev, 
England,  where  his  father  was  both  patron  aiid 
incumbent  of  the  vicarage.  Keceivmg  his  M..\. 
degree  at  Oxford  in  ls;,u,»ie  was  onlaiiuMl  deacon 
in  ISJl  and  i)rie>t  in  ls.\'2.  Jle  succeeded  his  fa- 
ther in  1n:;*J,  ami  was  also  api»ointed  rural  dean. 
He  died  at  I'litney  in  hs7l).  'i'he  vicar  of  Witley. 
by  virtue  of  his  being  also  ])alron  of  the  living. 
a"ppoints  his  own  successor,  and  so  a  tiiird  mem- 
ber of  the  family  now  holds  the  vicarage  there. 
Rev.  John  I'.iowiilow  (.handler. 
While  iu  the  agonies  of  death 95 

Clement  of  Alexandria,  whose  real  name  was 
Titus  Elaviiis  Clemens,  was  born  about  iw  .\.l).. 
at  eilher  Athens  or  Alexauilria,  and  dieil  about 
21o.  A  diligent  student  of  liieek  literature  and 
))hilo?opIiy,  he  was  al>o  as  a  young  man  an  ear 
nest  seeker  after  Die  truth,  an"d  at  length  found  it 
in  the  Christian  taitli.  He  traveled  lar  and  w  ide, 
seeking  instruction  Irom  C  liristian  teachers.  He 
seemed  to  have  been  most  inlluenced  by  I'antae- 
nus,  the  head  of  the  celebrated  t  alechetical 
School  at  Alexandria,  and  succeeded  hiin  about 
liiO.  While  in  this  po>ilioii  he  was  ordainet  a 
in-esl)yter.  He  continued  lo  teach  and  i)reach  at 
Alexandria  until  driven  awavby  the  persecution 
of  Severus  in  202.  Oiigen  and  Alexander.  Risliop 
of  Jerusalem,  were  both  j)upilsof  Clement  at  .M- 
exandria.  The  last  knowledge  of  him  is  in  211, 
when  he  bore  a  letter  of  commendation  anci  con- 
lideiicefrom  IJislio|»  Alexander,  his  former  pupil, 
to  the  Christians  at  Antioch.  It  is  not  known 
whetlier  he  <lie(l  m  the  East  or  returned  to  .Mex- 
andria.  Thiee  of  his  theological  works  are  ex- 
tant, also  one  .'^ermon  and  one  h\mn  to  Christ, 
which,  as  found  in  tliis  collect  ion,"owes  as  uiuch 
to  tlie  translator  as  it  does  to  the  author. 
Shepheril  of  tender  youth 699 

Clephane,  Elizabeth  Caecilia,  was  a  member 

of  the  C  huich  of  Scotland.  Her  home  was  at 
iSIelrose.  She  was  born  June  10,  ls:;o,  and  «lieil 
February  111,  ISO'.t,  a  short  time  after  her  little 
jtoeni  hail  api)eare<l  in  i)iint.  she  never  liveil  to 
hear  It  sun;'  as  a  hymn  or  to  receive  the  thanks 
of  the  hundreds  w  lio  lia\  e  been  led  to  Christ  un- 
der the  singing  of  it  b\-  Mr.  Saiikey. 
There  w  ere  ninety  aiul  nine ". S44 

Codner,  Elizabeth,  is  the  wife  of  an  English 
clergyman  living  at  l>liiigton,  London.  Slie  was 
born  "in  1n:;5.  she  devotes  much  of  her  time  to 
charitable  work.  She  is  the  editor  of  a  very  use- 
ful monthly  magazine  entitled  "  \Voman's"Work 
in  the  Cireiit  Harvest  Field,"  anil  is  the  author 
also  of  two  excellent  tra<ts,  "The  Riiile  in  tl-.e 
School  Koom"  and  "The  JJible  in  the  Kitchen." 
Eord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 850 

Collins,  S.  A.    INIrs.  Collins  lives  in  Cincinnati, 
oil  io,  and  is,  if  our  information  is  correct,  the  wife 
of  a  clergyman. 
Jcsus,  gracious  One,  callcth  now  to  thee S4() 

Collyer,  William  Bengro,  was  born  at  Rlack- 
heath,  near  London,  in  17s2.  At  ciuite  an  caily 
age  he  began  to  "exhort,"  and  when  he  was  only 
eighteen  years  old  he  was  re'iuesleil  to  take  lh"e 
])astoracv"  of  a  well-nigh  dead  ( I'lesbyleri.'in) 
Church  at  Feckham  in  Sni-rey.  The  (  hnrch  be- 
c;ime  after  that  Congregal  ioiial.  When  he  was 
ordained  in  isoi  he  had  increase(|  the  al  tendance 
upon  the  (  hnrch  lenfohl,  ami  many  of  the  gentry 
and  nobility  were  numbere<l  among  his  auditors. 
He  riveived  bin  degree  from  the  rni\ersity  of 
Edinburgh.  Hecontinued  p.aslorof  the  (  liurcli 
at  I'eckhain  until  liis  death  in  is,')4.  Tlio^e  who 
knew  him  well  described  him  as  a  "  sincere  ami 
<levote<|  ]i.Mslor  and  a  simple,  earnest,  and  elTect- 
ive  ])reaclier."    Like  J>od(.lridge  and  Watts,  he 


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often  closed  his  sermons  with  a  hymn  Miitten  bv 
himself  for  the  Ofca.-,uin.  In  ]m"2  lie  ]mbli>he<"l 
Ilt/mns  Partly  Collected  ami  I'artly  Original^  in 
wliich  were  iifty-seven  of  his  own  composition. 
The  volume  was  designed  as  a  Huppleriieni  to 
Dr.  Watts's  J'.utlms  and  JIi//inis. 

Assembled  at  ti>y  great  command GiJS 

Keturu,  O  w  amlerer,  return 2\).i 

Conder,  Josiah,  the  son  of  Thomas  Condev,  a 
London  book?eiler,  and  the  grand-on  of  Dr.  Joiin 
Conder,  an  eminent  Dissenting  clergvman,  was 
born  in  17«).  At  an  early  age  he  lost  the  sight  of 
his  right  eye.  At  the  age  of  fifteen  he  eiitereil 
his  father's  bookstore,  where  he  was  tlirown 
uuich  with  intellectual  people,  ami  this  increasetl 
and  conlirmeil  the  interest  which  he  already  hail 
in  literature.  At  the  early  age  of  twenty-one  we 
lind  him,  conjointly  witli  several  other  young  as- 
pirants for  literary  fame  (one  of  whom,  tliza 
Thomas,  became  his  wife),  issuing  a  volume  of 
poetry  called  The  Associate  Jlinstrels,  which  at- 
tained sutlicient  ])opulariiy  to  Justify  a  second 
edition  two  years  later  (ISl-i).  This  sa'me  year  he 
contributed  three  hymns  to  Dr.  CoUyer's'coUec- 
tion.  In  18U  he  obtiiined  control  of  the  Eclectic 
Jicvieir,  and  from  this  time  on  he  devoted  all  his 
time  to  literature  and  journalism.  In  1832  he 
started  The  Patriot  newspaper,  which  he  coutin- 
iK'il  to  edit  and  publish  until  his  death  in  1855. 
lie  published  several  volumes  during  his  life,  and 
these  show  him  to  have  been  a  devout  and  i)ious 
believer.  His  Congregational  Hymn  Book,  pub- 
lished in  18315,  attained  a  widespread  popularity 
which  lasted  for  many  years.  Just  before  he 
died  he  collected  all  the'hymns  he  hatl  overwrit- 
ten with  a  view  to  publication.  They  were  is- 
sued the  year  after  his  death  under  the  title 
JJyinns  of  Praiscy  Prayer,  and  Devout  Medita- 
tion. *"  Ills  friends  included  most  of  the  literary 
and  Christian  men  of  eminence  living  in  the  first 
half  of  the  nineteenth  century." 

Day  by  day  the  manna  felT. or)S 

O  the  hour  when  this  material 841 

Cook,  M.  A.  W.    Mrs.  Cook  is  now  deceased. 
We  have  no  facts  concerning  her  life. 
In  some  way  or  other  the  Lord  will SGo 

Cooper,  Ed"war(i,  was  born  in  1770.  Ilis  family 
enjoyed  wealth  and  high  social  standing.  He 
graduated  at  All  Souls'  College,  Oxford,  in  1792, 
and  became  a  Fellow  of  the  sanie  college.  He  be- 
came Hector  of  Hamstall  Ridware,  and  Yoxhall, 
Staflbrdshire,  in  1S09.  He  died  in  1833.  ills  Prac- 
tical and  Familiar  Sermons  (7  vols.,  12mo) 
]>assed  throu<rh  several  editions,  and  are  pro- 
nounced by  Bickerstetli  in  his  Christian  Stu- 
dent, "Ijlain,  sound,  and  useful."  The  hymn 
here  accre<Uted  to  him  is  assigned  to  John  Cooper 
in  many  Church  collections;  but  more  recent  in- 
vestigation leads  to  the  conclusion  that  it  was 
"written  by  Edward  Cooper. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose  love  profound 50 

Cotterin,  Thomas,  was  born  at  Cannock.  Staf- 
fordshire, in  1779;  graduated  at  Cambridge  in 
ISOl,  and  entered  tlie  ministry  of  the  Church  of 
England.  In  1817  lie  became  perpetual  curate  of 
St.  Paul's  at  Shcflielii,  where  he  spent  the  rest  of 
his  life,  teaching  a  small  school  part  of  the  time 
in  connection  with  Ids  pastoral  work.  It  was 
here  that  he  met  and  formed  an  intimate  friend- 
ship with  James  Montgomery,  the  poet  ami  hymn- 
writer,  who  helped  him  in  "the  preiiaration"  of  a 
volume  of  hymns  nnder  the  following  title:  A 
Selection  of  Pscdms  and  Hymns  for  Public  and 
Private  Use,  Adapted  to  the  Services  of  the 
CJiurch  of  England.  So  ]ioi)ular  was  thisbook 
that  it  reached  its  ninth  eilition  by  1819.  This 
work  containeil  one  hundred  and  fifty  jisalms, 
and  three  hundred  and  sixty-seven  hymns;  of 


which  Montgomery  furnished  fifty  an«l  Cottcnll 
thirty-two,  though  the  authors'  names  weic  not 
in  any  cases  attached  to  the  hvmns.  This  book 
brought  (.  ottevill  into  trouble  with  the  e<cle-ia>- 
tical  authorities,  and  was  actually  earned  into 
the  courts,  but  the  suit  was  setlle<l  ihrougli  the 
mediation  of  the  Archljishop,  \\  ho  revised  Cottcr- 
ill's  selections  and  adtled  several  of  hisown,  re- 
ducing the  number  to  one  hundied  and  lorlv-six. 
Cottenll  died  December  2*>.  Js23.  Montgoincrv'a 
sorrow  over  his  death  found  expression  in  Che 
well-known  hymn  beginning  "  Fneud  after 
friend  departs." 

Dread  Jehovah,  God  of  nations- ^ 722 

Let  songs  of  i)raK-es  (ill  the  skv ,  i70 

Our  Gou  is  love;  and  all  his  saints _ 734 

Cottle.  There  are  two  English  poets  bvthe  name 
of  Cottle,  Amos  and  Joseph.  They  were  broth- 
ers. Amos  Cottle,  the  elder,  translated  the  Ice- 
landic "Kdda"  into  English  verse  and  wrote 
some  original  poetrv.  He  died  in  ksOO.  The 
younger,  Joseph  Cottle,  was  born  in  1770  (or  1774) 
and  died  in  1853.  He  is  the  author  of  several  vol- 
umes in  verse,  and  of  "  Keminiscences  of  Cole- 
ridge and  Southey."  In  his  earlier  vears  he  was 
a  bookseller  and  i)ublisher  in  IJristol.  He  pub- 
lished the  first  i)oems  of  Coleridge  and  souihev 
in  179(3,  and  was  a  kind  frieml  to  them  both  lii 
their  early  adversities  when  ••friends  were  few 
and  fortune  frowned;"  and  Southev  in  later 
years  made  grateful  acknowledirment  of  the 
debt  he  owed  this  kind  friend  anvl  benefactor. 
It  is  probable  that  Josei)h  Cottle  was  the  author 
of  the  following  hvmn,  but  we  have  not  been  able 
to  verify  its  auth()rship.  It  is  attributed  simplv 
to ''Cottle"  in  the  former  edition  of  tlie  Hymn 
Book. 
"We  thank  thee.  Lord  of  heaven 72(i 

Co-wrper,  Frances  Maria,  was  the  wife  of  Major 
Cowper,and  a  cousin,  through  her  mother.' of 
William  Cowi)er,  the  jjoet.  She  Mas  a  sister  of 
Kev.  3Iartin  Madan,  a  noted  compiler  of  hymns 
and  a  most  useful  minister.  Slie  was  born  in  1727 
and  dieil  in  1797.  it  is  to  be  regretted,  if  she  wroie 
other  hymns  e«iual  in  merit  to  this  one,  that  we 
have  not  more  of  her  hymns: 
My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done. 564 

Covrper,  WiUiam,  one  of  the  most  popular  poets 
and  letter-writers  of  the  English  language,  was 
born  in  Derkhamivstead,  Hel-tfordshire,  ni  1731. 
His  father,  Kev.  John  Cowi)er,  was  a  chaplain  to 
George  11.  He  spent  ten  years  in  Westminster 
School,  and  then  began  leading  law,  but  aban- 
doned it  for  literature  after  a  very  brief  jn  actice. 
He  became  the  most  distinguished  ]wqi  of  the  En- 
glish language  in  the  latter  half  of  thecighteent:i 
century.  His  i)oetic  works  are  too  numerous 
and  too  well  known  to  need  mention  here.  His 
life  is  invested  with  a  peculiar  and  sorrow  ful  in- 
terest, owing  to  his  constitutional  tendency  to 
mental  and  moral  flespondency,  which  brought  on 
frequent  attacks  of  insanity.  In  17t>7  he  nu»ved  to 
Oliiey,  the  home  of  Kev.  J()hn  'Newton.  An  inti- 
mate friendship  between  the  two  at  once  began. 
Cowi)er  was  a  constant  and  i)rayerful  attendant 
upon  Xewton's  Church  services,  especially  his 
cottage  prayer-meetings,  for  which  nearly  all  of 
his  hymns  we.e  written  at  Newton's  request.  The 
Olne'y  Hymns  (1779)  was  their  Joint  production, 
seventy-eight  of  them  coming  from  (dwjier.  He 
also  translated  many  of  the  hymns  of  ]Sladame 
Guy<m,  two  of  which  are  found  in  this  volume. 
Hedied  in  isui).     He  was  never  married. 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee 819 

God  moves  in  a  mvsteri(His  wav 43 

Hark!  my  soul,  it  "is  the  Lord...' 38.-> 

How  hM])pv  are  the  new-born  race <W9 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet TiiS 


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>ry  sole  ^»osses^•ion  is  tliv  love 5C2 

Ufor  a  closer  walk  witfi  God 3(4 

Tlie  Spirit  bri'Jitlu's  \\\nm  the  \vor<l 17:i 

There  is  a  fountain  lillcd  w  ith  blood Iu7 

'Tis  iijy  hapiiiiu'>s  helow 5:5.') 

Uhut  various  iiiud'iaiicori  we  inect 7G(i 

Cox,  Christopher  Christian,  son  of  \lc\ .  L.  .T, 
Lo\,  a  MuUunli-i  iiuiii^lfi .  wa>  horn  in  lialliniorc 
in  iMii;  ^MadnalL'tl  at  ^  ale  m  UviJ  and  at  llie  iial- 
tiHiore  Medical  Collci,'e  in  iNiW;  in  IMU  he  hecaine 
a  frurgeon  in  llie  f.  >.  Anny.  lie  tiieil  in  ls>:i. 
bjleuUy  the  shades  ot  evening fci2G 

Crewdson,  Jane  Fox,  was  the  wife  of  Thomas 
1).  (  rcw<l><iii,  i:st|.,  of  Manchester,  Lngland. 
>he  was  horn  at  I'eiran,  (  ornwall,  in  160:),  and 
die«l  at  Sunnneilands  near  Tdanchester  in  iJsGo, 
»*  leaving  hi'hiinl  her  the  memory  of  a  beautiful 
Christian  life,  ami  many  admirable  verses,"  bhe 
Ijublished,  anonymouslV,  several  small  volumes 
of  poetry,  iiml  llie  year  after  her  death  a  book  of 
lier  poenis  was  published  under  the  title  A  Lillle 
M'/iilc,  and  it  has  already  passed  tlirough  at  least 
four  editions. 

()  thou,  whose  bounty  fills  my  cu]) 522 

There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord,  too"  ligut 78U 

Crosby.  Fanny  Jane,  is  the  most  prolific  nnd 
perhaps  the  most  popular  writer  of  Sunday- 
bcho«jl  hymns  that  America  has  ever  prodnced. 
Mie  was"  Imjiu  at  South  East,  Putnam  County, 
New  York,  in  lUSl.  When  only  six  weeks  old  she 
lost  her  eyesight.  Her  lirst  poem  was  written 
•when  she  was  only  eight  years  old.  At  the  age 
of  lifteen  she  entered  the  Institution  for  the  IJlind 
in  New  York  City,  where  she  spent  f-even  years  as 
a  i)Ui)il  and  eleven  years  as  a  teacher.  In  1S44 
she  published  a  voluine  entitled  the  Jllind  Girl 
and  (Hlicr  I'octiis,  and  in  IMS  Monterc)/  and  Other 
Forms.  In  IS',]  she  wr.s  liai  pily  <-onverled,  and 
united  with  the  Old  .John  Street  Methodist  Epis- 
copal (liurch.  In  IS.')!)  she  was  married  to  Mr.  Al- 
exander \'an  Alstvne,  w  ho  was  also,  like  herself, 
blind,  had  been  a  teacher  in  the  "Institution," 
and  wa<  possessed  of  rare  musical  talent,  and  thus 
eminently  lilted  to  be  a  congenial  and  liel|)fnl  life 
comitaiii<'m.  As  a  hymn-writer,  however,  she  has 
continued  to  bear  her  maiden  name.  A  third 
volume  of  her  poems  was  issued  the  year  of  her 
marriage,  she  was  in  the  cmitloy  of  Mr.  \Villiam 
B.  IJradbury  for  the  last  four  years  before  he  died. 
She  is  no\v"regnlarly  emi)loyed  by  I'.iglow  and 
Main  to  wiile  '•  tlir"ec  hymns  a  week,  the  year 
rouml."  She  has  written  about  fcuir  thousand 
Sundav-school  hvmns.  (^)uile  twelve  years  atro 
liigluw  and  Maiii  held  in  theii- i)ossessi»')n  unpub- 
lished over  a  tiioiisand  of  her  hymns. 

JilesM'd  assurance,  .lesus  is  mine RW 

I  am  thine,  I)  Lord;  I  have  heard  thy  voice  HT'.i 

.k'sus,  keep  mi;  m.'ar  the  cross StW 

J'a^s  me  not,  <)  gentle  Saviour h:>2 

•Saviour,  more  than  life  to  mc 878 

Say,  where  is  thy  rt;fnge,  my  brothei" 81.» 

Thou  my  everlasting  portion 8(2 

Crul^n,  Alexander.  The  following  livmn  in  the 
former  llymn  IJook  was  altiibnted  to  "  (  rtiden." 
'Ihe  writer  has  not  been  abb;  to  Ibid  eillier  the 
livmn  or  anv  writer  bv  tluj  name  of  (  inden  in 
tlie  literature  of  hyinn'ologv.  The  onlv  (  rnden 
known  to  lilcratnre  (M-  biography  is  Alexander 
(  riideu.  author  of  the  well -known  ('oiirord(i)ire 
of  (hi-  Ilohf  Srriitliinn.  He  was  b(»rn  in  Scotland 
ill  1701;  was  edncated  for  the  mini-trv.  but  be- 
came partially  in-.an6,and  abandoned  iliiscallm'.^ 
for  that  of  a  bookseller  in  I/ondon.  lie  was  noted 
for  hissinceie  and  d<'voiit  piety  no  less  than  for  his 
(;emi-liisaiie  oddities  and  ecceiU  ricil  ies.  In  1770 
iHMvas  foun<l  de.id  in  his  chamber  in  (heattituilo 
of  prayer.  In  view  of  thcM-  circumstances  wo 
may  remark  that  it  would  invest  the  followiii}? 


hymn  with  neculiar  interest  if  we  could  know 
that  Alexander  (  ruden  is  the  author  of  it: 

Why  thus  impatient  to  be  gone? 5Gij 

Cummins,  James  John,  was  a  clergvman  of  the 
Church  of  England.  In  ISW  he  i»ubli"shed  a  vol- 
ume titled  Seals  of  (he  Covenant  Opened  In  the 
Sacraments  of  the  Church,  and  in  ls4St  Jlt/mns, 
Meditations  and  Other  I'oitns.  From  this 'latter 
volume  the  hymu  here  given  is  taken-  lie  died 
in  lsr,7. 
Shall  hymns  of  grateful  love 150 

Cutter,  William,  was  born  in  ISOl  in  the  State 
of  Maine,  giaduated  at  liowdoin  (  ollege  in  l!S21; 
lived  in  lIio..klyn,  N.  V.;  and  died  in  Jm;7. 
She  loved  her  Saviour,  and  to  him 497 

Dana,  Mary  Palmer.  Mrs.  Dana's  maiden  name 
was  Mary  >.  I>.  ralmer,  daughter  of  a  l'resb\  - 
terian  clergyman,  born  at  r>eanlort,  S.  C  .,  IbHO: 
married  to  Mr.  C.  E.  Dana  in  1SJ<I,  and  to  Mr.  H. 
I),  shmdlev  m  IS-JS,  She  is  still  living.  She  wrote 
"•  I'ass  under  the  IJod." 
I'm  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger t^OS 

Davies,  Samuel,  an  eminent  Presbyterian  di- 
vine, was  born  in  172;!.  He  succeeded  .Jt)iiatlian 
Edwards  as  rresident  of  rrinceton  College  in 
17r)9,  but  died  in  1701  in  his  thirly-seventh  year, 
lie  was  a  native  of  Newcastle.  "Delaware."  His 
published  sermons  show  him  to  have  been  a  man 
of  great  intellectual  vigor,  ]iiety,  and  unction, 
'i  hey  have  been  frequently  reiuinted.  In  Dr. 
Thomas  (Jibson's  Iliimns  A  dajited  to  Divine  Wor- 
shi]}  (London,  17(;;t)  there  are  ten  or  twelve  hymns 
by  Mr.  Davies,  one  of  which  is  the  following: 
"Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine 829 

De  Fleury,  Maria,  lived  in  England  in  the  last 
half  of  the  last  century,  was  a  member  of  the 
IJaptist  Chuich,  and  pviblished  in  1791  a  volunu; 
entitled  Divine  J'oems  and  J'Jssai/s  on  }'(trions 
Suttjects.  Her  niosl  familiar  hymn  begins,  »' Ye 
angels  who  stand  round  the  throne."  Slie  was 
the  author  of  (luite  a  number  of  works  in  prose 
and  poetry,  some  of  which  were  controversial  in 
character,"  being  directed  against  the  Antinimii- 
anism  of  .Mr.  Huntington,  a  C'alvinistic  MetPiod- 
ist.  She  was  never  marrie<l. 
O  Garden  of  Olivet,  ilear  honored  s])ot 87 

Deems,  Charles  Force,  ri'i^^o'"  <^*f  ^l'*^  (  hurch  of 
the  Strangers  in  New  loik  (  ity  (whndi  was 
fonndi'd  b\  the  munilicence  of  the"  late  (  ommo- 
dore  Vanderbilt),  is  one  of  the  foremost  ineachers 
and  thinkeisin  the  Ameiican  jiulpit  to-dav.  He 
was  born  in  IJallimoie,  ]Sld.,  December  4.  1820; 
pratluated  at  l)ickins(.»n  (ollege,  reiinsylvania, 
in  his  nineteenth  year,  after  which  lu' settled  in 
North  Carolina,  entering  the  ministiy  of  the  Meth- 
odist Epi>coi)al  (hurch'.  South.  He"w  as  agent  of 
the  .\mericaii  I'.iblc  Society  in  that  State  for  IM(i- 
41;  j»rofes-or  of  Logic  and  l'{hetoiic  in  tlierni\er- 
sitvof  North  (  arolina  is42-ir);  lll•ofe^.M)rof  (  Iumu- 
istrv  in  Kanditlph-Macon  (  olh'ge.  \  iiginia,  ]s4r)- 
4(1;  "tilled  ai>poinlments  in  the  North  (arolina 
(  onference  lsl(>-50;  was  i)resident  of  (Jreensboro 
Female  College,  North  (  aiolina,  Ihr-O-r..');  lllle«l 
appointments  in  the  (onferenci' again  from  IS.').') 
until  iMlii,  when  he  moved  to  New  idik  (ity  and 
entere<l  u]ton  his  i>resent  A\ ork  as  pastor  of  the 
(  hiirch  of  Ihe  Strangers,  an  indi'iiendenl  congre- 
gation. His  popnlaritv  as  a  jireacher  and  imblic 
speaker  is  not  limited  tit  the  metrojiolis,  but  ex- 
temls  to  all  parts  of  the  country,an(l  is  especially 
great  in  the  Sonthern  Stales,  where  he  has  many 
friends  and  adiniii-rs.  He  is  a  tireless  literary 
w»iker,  and  is  the  author  of  a  number  of  jmb- 
lished  volumes.  Ihe  able-t  of  which  is  his  life  of 
(  liri>t  under  the  title  The  Li(/hf  o/  the  y((tions. 
The  excellent  hvmu  by  him  found  in  this  volume 
is  taken  from  llynin's  for  all  Christians^  liHJ\),  A 


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collection  edited  by  himself  find  Phoebe  Cavy, 
■\vlio  was  a  iiK'ml)er  of  his  Church: 
1  shall  not  waut:  in  deserts  wild 541 

Deiuarest,  Mary  IJee,  an  Aniciican  lady,  died 

January  S,  lM>ss.     ]\Irs.  Dcniaiest  was  ^li>-s    Lee 

Avhen  she  wrote   the    foUowinj^    nuich-athnired 

Scotch  sons:: 

1  am  far  hae  my  hame 884 

Denham,  David,  a  pious  and  iisoful  Baptist 
clergyman  of  England,  was  born  in  17i)l  and  dietl 
in  1848.  He  Avas  a  pastor  at  Margate,  London, 
and  Chelsea.  His  Saints''  Melody,  18:57,  containetl 
over  eleven  hundred  hymns,  of  which  seventy 
weie  com])osed  by  him'sclf.  But  most  of-  his 
hymns  were  first  "published  iu  religious  maga- 
zines. 
'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 745 

Denny,  Edward,  Avas  born  at  Tralee  Castle, 
Countv  Kerry,  Ireland,  October  2,  Li):;,  and  suc- 
ceeded  to  the  baronetcy  upon  the  death  of  his 

'  father  in  1S:U.  He  owns'a  large  landetl  estate  in 
Jrelaud,  though  his  principal  residence  is  in  Lon- 
don. His  Church  membership  is  Avith  the  Plym- 
outh Brethren.  He  published  a  A-olume  of  Hymns 
and  Poems  in  1S3!),  with  a  second  edition  in  1848. 
He  has  published  a  volume  Avith  the  title  A  Pro- 
phetic Stream  of  Time.  His  Millennial  Hymns, 
1870,  is  a  republication  of  his  former  AA'ork.  It 
contains  a  long  iireface  on  prophecy,  in  Avhich  he 
advocates  Millenarianism. 
What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 130 

Dexter,  Henry  Martyn,  an  eminent  Congrega- 
tional divine,  and  editor  of  the  Congregationalist 
of  Boston,  Avas  born  at  Plymouth,  jNIass.,  in  1821; 
graduated  at  Yale  Collegein  1840, and  at  Andover 
Theological  Seminary  In  1844;  was  pastor  in 
Manchester,  X.  H.,  and  in  Boston;  resigned  his 
pastoral  charge  in  1867  to  become  editor  of  the 
Congregatio)ialist  and  Recorder .  He  is  the  au- 
thor of  a  number  of  published  volumes.  His 
only  hymn  in  this  collection  is  a  translation  of 
the'primitivehvmn  of  Clement  of  Alexandria: 
Shepherd  of  tender  youth 099 

Dickson,  David,  an  able  and  influential  clergy- 
m^n  of  Scotland,  Avas  born  in  ].>3,  and  die<l  "in 
1G02.  He  Avas  a  professor  of  Divinity  in  the  Uni- 
versity of  Glasgow,  and  Moderator  of  the  Gen- 
eral Assembly  in  1G39.  He  Avrote  commentaries 
on  several  books  of  the  Bible,  and  a  nuiuber  of 
short  poems  of  a  religious  nature,  the  most 
celebrated  of  Avhich  is"  the  one  beginning  "•  O 
Mother  dear,  Jerusalem."  This  is  "thought  by 
many  to  be  simply  Dickson's  alteration  of  the 
manuscript  poem  of  '•'P.  B.  P."  found  in  the 
British  Museum.  But  Dr.  Hatfield  contends 
that  Dickson  is  the  real  author.  Dr.  Hora- 
tius  Bonar  assigns  1616  as  the  ])robable  date  of 
the  manuscript,  at  Avhich  time  Dickson  Avas 
thirty  -  three  years  old.  Mcueover  Dickson's 
poem"  has  thirty-one  double  stanzas  Avhile  "F.  B. 
P."  has  only  tAA'entj'-six  single  stanzas.  There 
are  strong  facts  in  favor  of  Dickson's  authorship 
of  this  much  disputed  hymn: 
O  Mother  dear,  Jerusalem 648 

Doane,  Georg-e  Washing-ton,  a  Bishop  of  the 
Protestant  Episcopal  Church,  Avas  born  in  Tren- 
ton, N.  J.,  in  1799;  graduated  at  L'nion  College, 
Schenectady,  X.  Y.,  in  1818;  entered  the  minis- 
try in  1821,  and  filled  various  important  charges. 
He  Avas  rector  of  Trinity  Church,  Boston,  Avhen 
he  Avas  elected  Bishop  of  "the  Diocese  of  Ncav  Jer- 
sey in  1832.  He  died  at  Burlington,  X.  J.,  April 
27,  1859.  His  Songs  by  the  Waii  apjicared  in  1824. 
"He  was  energetic  and  indefatigable  in  labor, 
but  had  bitter  enemies  and  numerous  controver- 
sies." The  introduction  and  popularity  in  this 
country  of   Keblc's    Christian    Year   is  due  to 


Bishop  Doane,  Avho  published  an  American  edi- 
tion of  it  in  l^<:52. 

Softly  now  llie  light  of  day 800 

Tiiou  art  the  Way;  to  thee  alone 81 

Dober,  Anna  Schindler,  the  Avife  of  Pev.  John 
Leonard  Dober,  a  Moravian  Bishop,  was  born  at 
Kunewaldi',  in  Morav  a,  in  1713;  n)arrie<l  in  1737, 
and  d  ed  in  1739,  She  was  a  pious,  gifted,  and  use- 
ful woman,  and  the  autiior  of  several  line  hymns. 
Holy  Lamb, who  thee  receive ■412 

Doddridgre,  Philip,  one  of  the  most  distinguished 
Dissenting  ministers  of  the  eighteenth  century, 
Avas  the  youngest  of  tAventy  children.  He  Avas 
born  in  1702.  He  entered  the  minstry  Avhen 
only  nineteen  years  old.  In  1729  he  moved  to 
Northampton,  where  he  became  ])astor  of  the 
Dissenting  Church,  and  also  by  the  urgent  ad- 
vice of  Isaac  Watts  and  others  organized  and 
conducted  a  theological  school  for  A0ung])rea(h- 
ers,  and  as  many  as  a  hundred  and  lifty  studied 
theology  Avith  him  during  the  tAventy 'vears  he 
Avas  there.  His  Family  Erpositor  and  tiise  and 
Progress  of  lieligion  in  the  Soul  have  been  trans- 
lated into  many  languages,  and  are  still  Avitlely 
read,  Avhile  his  Sermons  attest  his  vigor  and 
piety  as  a  preacher.  He  died  of  consumi»tion  at 
Lisb"on,  in  1751,  in  the  fifty-first  year  of  his  age. 
It  Avas  Dr.  Doddridge's  custom  immediately  aft- 
er finishing  a  sermon,  Avhile  his  heart  Avas  yet 
agloAV  with  the  warmth  and  unction  of  earnest, 
prayerful  study,  and  the  thought  and  plan  of  the 
sermon  Avere  fresh  in  his  mind,  to  write  a  hymn 
embodying  the  doctrinal  and  devotional  senti- 
ment of  the  discourse;  and  have  it  sung  imme- 
diately after  the  conclusion  of  his  sernum.  This 
gives  "to  his  hymns  a  doctrinal  unity  not  found  in 
many  hymns!^  Hence  his  hymns,  as  a  r\ile,  are 
suitjible"for  one  subject,  not  iorcn/i/  subject  or  oc- 
casion. They  are  the  hymns  of  a  pastor  and 
ju-eacher  Avr"itten  to  meet  his  oAvn  needs.  Dr. 
Doddridge's  hymns  Avere  circulated  only  in  man- 
uscript during  his  life-time.  It  Avas  not  until 
four  years  after  his  death  that  they  (3(!4  in  all) 
Avere" collected  and  i)ublished  und'er  the  title 
Hymns  Founded  on  Various  Texts  in  the  Holy 
Scriptures.,  1755. 

And  Avill  the  great,  eternal  God 694 

And  Avill  the  Judge  descend 298 

Arise,  my  tendeiest  thoughts,  arise £01 

Awake,  m\^  soul!  stretch  everA' nerve 469 

AAvake,  nu' soul,  to  meet  the  dav 798 

Beset  with"  snares  on  every  hand 526 

Cheered  Avith  thy  converse,  Lord,  1  trace 467 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord 496 

Eternal  Source  of  everv  joy 716 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thv  grace 504 

God  of  my  life,  through  all'  my  days 831 

Grace!  'tis  acharming  sound 161 

Hark  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour  comes 58 

HoAV  gentle  God's  commands 553 

How  iich  thy  bounty.  King  of  kings 223 

JesiTS,  I  love  thy  charming  name 156 

Jesus,  my  Lord',  hoAV  rich  thy  grace 502 

Let  Zion's  Avatciimen  all  aAvake 219 

My  soul,  with  all  thy  Avakened  i)owers 524 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 122 

O  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 827 

O  righteous'God.  thou  Jud'ge  sui)reme 720 

O  thou  great  God,  Avhose  jiiercing  eye 824 

Our  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne 15 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narroAV  bound 708 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries 296 

See  Israel's  gentle  shei)herd  stand 237 

Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord 511 

Sovereign  of  all  the  Avorlds  on  high 184 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 239 

These  mortal  jovs,  hoAV  soon  thev  fade 503 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  aa'c  love 264 

To-morroAV,"Lord,  is  thine 299 


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BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


What  thoiisrh  the  nnn  of  oonqiiciiiigr  deaths  025 

WliiMi  al  thi.s  (lisianre,  Lord,  wo  trace K5 

\e  humlile  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord lU 

Ye  t>ervants  of  the  Lord 485 

Dryden.  John,  one  of  the  most  noted  of  Engrlish 
l»«»et>  and  litt'iary  men.  was  lK»rn  in  ICCH  at  Ahl- 
winkle,  Norllianiplanshire,  and  died  at  London 
in  1700.  He  sleeps  in  Westminster  Abbev.  He 
was  educated  at  Westminster  School  and  'i^rinity 
Collcfre,  laniV)ridjre,  where  he  received  his  Mas- 
ter of  Arts  «lejrree  in  Um7.  His  liist  jmeni  that 
attracted  attention  was  written  when  he  was 
oidy  ei^'hteen  years  old.  In  16GS  he  became  poet 
laureate.  He  "wrote  much  for  the  theaters  of  his 
day,  and  his  jilays  abound  in  sentiments  that  of- 
fen'tl  Christian  taste.  Diyden  joineil  the  Konian 
Catholic  Church  several" years  before  he  died, 
liavinj;  been  previously  a  n"iember  of  the  Church 
of  En^'tand.  Among  his  works  are  two  volumes 
of  Sdcrvd  Poetry,  from  which  the  following' 
translation  of  the  famous  Latin  hyinu  beginning 
lV/j».  CrrtUor  S/)iri(us,  is  taken: 
Creator,  Si;irit,  by  whose  aid 167 

DuflBeld,  Greorg-e,  was  born  at  Carlisle,  Tcnn..  in 
iHi^;  graduated  at  Vale  in  is;i7,  and  at  Inion 
Theological  Seminary,  N.  Y.,  in  ]S40;  was  or- 
dained an  elder  m  the  Presbyterian  Church  and 
became  a  i)aslor  successively  "of  many  of  the  lead- 
ing Presbyterian  Churche"s  in  the"  North  and 
Northwest".  He  retired  from  the  active  work  of 
the  ministry  in  1884,  and  settletl  at  Detroit,  Mich. 
He  died  in*1888  at  IJloomlield,  N.  J.,  while  on  a 
visit  to  his  son's  widow.  He  was  the  son  of  Kev. 
George  Dullield.  D.D.,  "the  patriarch  of  Michi- 
gan," who  was  born  in  17iHi  an<l  died  at  Detroit 
in  ISfvS,  and  the  father  of  the  late  Kev.  Samuel  W. 
Dunield,  D.D.,  of  liloomlield,  N.  .7.,  author  of 
EnfjUsh  Ifi/nins^  Latin  Jlymn  Writers  and  their 
Jli/inns,  etc. 
Stand  upl  stand  up  for  Jesus 580 

Dwig-ht,  John  Sullivan,  is  a  son  of  Dr.  Tim- 
othy Uwight,and  was  born  in  IJoston  in  1S13.  He 
gi'a"duateo  at  Harvard  in  ls;J2;  entered  tlie  ;iiin- 
istry  and  i>reached  five  or  six  years,  and  has 
since  made  literature  his  jirofession. 
tiod  bless  our  native  land 729 

Dwigrht,  Timothy,  was  horn  at  Northampton. 
3Iass.,  Slav  U,  17.')2.  His  mother  was  a  daughter 
of  .lonathim  Kdwar<ts.  Ho  entered  Yale  (  ol- 
lego  at  the  age  of  thirteen,  and.  graduating  four 
years  later,  became  a  tutoi',  which  jtosition  he  ro- 
tsigned  in  1777  to  become  chai)lain  in  the  Kovolu- 
tionary  Army.  Ho  next  became  a  i)astor  at 
Greeniiel<l,  Conn.,  and  in  170.j  was  elected  Presi- 
dent of  Vale  College,  and  remained  in  this  jmsi- 
tion  until  his  death  January  11,  1S17.  He  is  bet 
known  by  his  theological  works,  w  hich  are  nu- 
merous ali<l  strong  and  show  him  to  be  a  nuxlcr- 
ate  Calvinist  in  faith.  In  1S(H)  he  iirej)ared  and 
published  a  revised  edition  of  II  a//.s'.>*  Psalms, 
which  was  apju-oved  and  adoi)te<t  by  the  (ieneral 
Association  of  Connecticut  (Congregational). 
This  volume  contained  several  other  liyinns  from 
various  sources,  some  of  which  were  written  by 
himself. 

I  love  thv  kingdom,  Ix)nl 104 

Shall  uKui,*)  (JckI  (,f  light  an«l  life KU 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 800 

£ckinc:,  Samuel,  a  nai)tist  minister  of  Englan«l, 
wan  burn  m  I7.'>7  ami  di«'d  hi  17s.'i,  being  onlv 
twcnly-eiglit  years  old.  It  coiiM  be  wi^lii'd  that 
he  ha"«l  lived'l(,ng  enough  to  write  iiioic  huch 
hymns  as  this: 
'I'eace,  Iroublecl  soul,  thou  needst  not  fear...    48 

Edmeston,  James.  Of  the  two  thousand  hymns 
written  bv  .lames  Edmest<»n.  only  two  llnd  a 
place  in  tliis  book.    He  was  the  bo'ii  of  an  Inde- 


pendent minister,  and  was  born  at  Wapping, 
London,  Sei>teml>er  10,  171M;  spent  his  vouth  at 
Hackney;  was  api)renticeil  to  an  architect, and 
later  entereil  this  iJiofession  himself.    In  181G  he 

})ublislied  a  small  volume  of  jkumiis.  This  was 
()llowed  by  occasional  poetic  contributions,  and 
in  1^47  he  collected  his  best  pieces  in  one  volume. 
He  died  January  7, 1M'.7.  in  the  seventy-sixth  vear 
of  his  age.  He  w  as  a  member  of  th"e  C  hurch  of 
England.  One  of  his  hymn-btH>ks  was  titled  The 
Cott(i(/e  ^fiustrelf  and  another  Hymns  /or  Hun- 
day -Schools. 

()  thou  whose  raei-ey  guides  mv  wav,. 523 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  bressin"g 8t2 

Ellerton,  John,  a  minister  of  the  (  hurch  of  En- 
gland, was  born  in  l.s2(i;  graduated  at  Cambridge 
in  lN4lt.  In  ls^3  he  was  rector  of  the  church  at 
IJariies,  Surrev.  He  has  w  rilten  many  excellent 
hymns,  which  have  appeared  from  tiiiie  to  time 
in  various  English  hyninal>,  and  is  the  author  of 
an  annotated  edition  of  the  Church  J/ynins, 
which  was  published  in  1881  by  the  "  Society  for 
the  Promotion  of  Christian  Knowledge."' 
Saviour,  again  to  thy  dear  name 200 

Elliott,  Charlotte,  is  one  of  the  sweetest  lady 
singers  w  ho.-e  inoductions  linil  a  place  in  this 
volume.  She  was  born  at  Brighton  in  17.v.l,aiul 
reared  amid  retined.  Christian  surroundin":s. 
She  ^^e^eloped  at  tiuite  an  early  age  a  pa.->ion  for 
music  and  art.  She  was  uirusually  well  edu- 
cated. From  her  thirty-second  year  until  her 
death,  Avhich  occurred  "in  1S71,  i"n  her  eightv- 
third  year,  she  was  a  conlirnietl  invalid  and 
oftentiines  a  great  suflTerer.  Her  sickness  led  to 
her  hapi)y  conversion.  She  was  a  member  of 
the  Church  of  England.  Her  hvmns  have  in 
them  a  tenderness  and  sweetness  tioi  n  of  sufTer- 
ing  and  resignation.  Although  an  invalid  she 
did  a  large  amount  of  literary  Avork  in  her  life- 
time, publishing  several  volunies.  llvr  Invalid's 
Hymn  Hook,  IS:!!),  contains  115  of  her  own  hvmns. 

Just  as  1  am,  without  one  plea .'...  31S 

iviy  Ciod,  is  any  hour  so  sweet TiH) 

My  ciod,  my  Father,  w  hile  I  stray 5:i2 

When  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell 5:^i 

AVilh  tearful  eyes  1  look  around 347 

Enfield,  William,  a  learned  and  scholarly  Dis- 
senting minister  of  England,  w  as  born  in  1741. 
He  became  pastor  of  a  church  in  Liveri>(^»l  iu 
17(>5,  and  in  1770  he  became  a  i»rofessor  in  tlie  col- 
lege at  Waiiington.M  here  he  was  associated  with 
Kev.  Dr.  Jolm  Aiken,  the  father  of  Mrs.  IJar- 
bauld,  anrl  with  the  learned  Kev.  (Gilbert  Wake- 
Held.  During  the  lifteen  vears  he  w  as  at  War- 
rington he  publi-hed  no  less  than  ti'ii  volumes, 
one  of  whicliwas  the  Warrimjlon  I'olUction  of 
Jlymns,  1772,  in  the  second  edition  of  which 
(1781)  the  hymn  below  ai)peared.  In  17s.'.  he  be- 
came pastor  of  a  Dissenting  Church  in  Norwich, 
where  he  lived  and  labored  until  his  dt-ath  in 
17!I7.  The  I'niversitv  of  Edinburgh  conferred  on 
him  the  literary  degree  of  LL.D. 
Behold  where  in  a  mortal  form 142 

Evans,  Jonathan,  a  Congregationnl  minister 
of  England,  was  born  in  17411  in  Warwickshire. 
His  early  religious  and  educational  advantages 
were  far" from  good.  He  ))rofessed  religion  w  hen 
nearly  thirty  years  of  age,  and  joined  tin*  Con- 
gregational Cliurch  at  Coventry  of  which  Hev. 
(J.  ftunler  w.as  nastor.  He  bec:mie  w  hat  among 
Methodists  would  be  called  a  '*  local  "  pi«';icher— 
he  c<»ntinue<l  in  secular  work  while  he  began  ex- 
eivisinghis  gifts  as  a  preacher  al  Kolesliill.  two 
miles  distant  from  Coventrv,  being  regularlv  in- 
Blalle<l  as  i)aslor  tin-re  in  1707.  He  lalHUiMldili- 
gentlv  there  for  twelve  vcjirs.wlu-n  he  suddt-nlv 
dh'd  .Vugust  HI,  1S09,  in  the  sixti«'th  year  of  his 
age.    It  is  not  certain  that  lie  wrote  the  follow- 


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ing  hymn,  hnt  the  ])rcponderance  of  evidence  is 
in  favor  of  his  authoisliii): 
Ilaik!  the  voic-c  of  love  and  mercy 110 

Evans,WilliarQ  Edwin,  is  a  memherof  the  Vir- 
ginia Conference  of  tlie  Metliodist  Episcopal 
Church,  t^outh.  He  was  born  in  IJaltimorc,  July 
11,  18.11;  was  convcrtetl  in  his  seventeenth  year, 
and  joined  the  Church;  entered  Handolph-Macon 
Collejie  in  18t;s);  was  licensed  to  preach  Aug:ust  2, 
1S70;  joined  the  Baltimore  Conference  in  1n.'-2,  but 
■was  immediately  transferred  to  the  Vii-ginia 
Conference  and  stationed  at  Cambi-irlire,  ^Id.; 
located  two  years  later  on  account  of  his  health, 
but  was  readmitted  to  membership  in  the  Con- 
ference in  1S7G.  He  has  been  chajtlain  at  Kan- 
dolph-Macon  College,  Avas  stationed  four  years  at 
Park  Place  Churcli,  Kichmond,  and  is  now  (ISSD) 
pastor  of  Washington  Street  Cliurch  in  Peters- 
burg. He  has  ])ubli>hed  occasional  poems  iii  the 
periodicals  of  the  ('"hurch. 
Come,  O  thou  God  of  grace 697 

Everest,  Charles  WiHiam,  an  Episcopal  cler- 
gyman, was  born  at  East  Windsor,  Conn.,  May 
27,  lsl4;  graduated  at  Trinity  College,  Hartford, 
in  lS:i8;  was  ordained  priest 'in  1S42  and  became 
at  once  rector  of  the  parish  of  Hampden,  near 
New  Haven,  Conn.,  Avhere  he  remained  for  tliir- 
tv-one  years.  He  died  at  Waterbury,  Conn., 
January  11,  1877,  being  at  the  time  an  officer  in 
the  ^  Society  for  the  Tncrease  of  the  Ministry." 
••Take  up'tliy  cross,"'  tiie  Saviour  said 543 

Faber,  Frederick  "William,  was  born  in  York- 
shire, England,  in  ISU;  graduated  at  Oxford  in 
1S3G;  was'ordained  deacon  in  the  Church  of  En- 
gland in  18:37,  an<i  presbyter  in  1839;  traveled  on 
the  continent  for  four  years,  and  returning  to 
England  became  lector'of  Elton,  where  he  la- 
bored successfully  for  two  years,  and  then  in  con- 
nection with  the  famous  ••Tractarian  ]Move- 
ment,"  hea<led  by  John  Henry  Xewman,  he  left 
the  Church  of  England  and 'joined  the  Roman 
Catholic  Churcli.  After  a  visit  to  Rome,  he 
founded  a  "Community"  at  r>irmingham.  In 
1849  he  removed  to  London  to  take  charge  of  the 
Oratory  of  St.  Philip  Neri,  of  Avhich  he  contia- 
ncd  in"  charge  until  his  death  in  1863.  He  was 
one  of  the  most  gifted  and  spiritual  of  the  hymn- 
writers  of  the  nineteenth  century.  He  was"  ]X)s- 
sessed  of  n  marA'clous  ]iower  of  apprehending 
and  describing  things  spiritual.  His  insight  into 
the  nature  and  attributes  of  God  seems to^be  the 
intuitive  perception  of  an  intensely  spiritual 
and  i)oetic  nature.  His  hymns  are  unlike  those  of 
any  other  poet.  Their  length  and  their  abound- 
ing •'Komishism"  have  necessitated  many  al- 
terations from  the  original  in  almost  every  in- 
stance. They  Mere  iniblished  in  many  succes- 
sive editions"  from  184S  to  1862,  each  successive 
edition  containing  additions  to  the  preceding. 
He  is  also  the  author  of  eight  or  ten  other  vol- 
umes of  a  devotional  character. 

Hark,  hark,  my  soul!  angelic  songs  are G-^S 

I  worshii)  thee",  most  gracious  God 549 

]My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art 16 

O  "for  the  ha])py  days  gone  bv 352 

Ohow  tlie  love'of  God  attracts 419 

O  it  is  hard  to  work  for  God 513 

There's  a  wideness  in  Goil's  mercy 27 

Why,  dearest  Lord,  caul  not  pray 759 

Fa"wcett,  John,  a  Baptist  divine  of  England,  was 
born  in  Yorkshire  in  1730;  Avas  converted  under 
the  pi-eaching  of  Whitetield  in  1755  and  felloAv- 
shiped  Avith  the  3Ietliodists  nntil  1758,  Avhen  he 
joineil  the  Bai)tist  Church  at  Bradford:  in  1765 
became  pastor  of  the  Baptist  Church  at  Wains- 
gate,  and  although  he  received  many  flattering 
calls  to  go  elsewhere,  he  remainedtiiere,  or  in  the 
neighborhoo  1  at  least,  until  his  death  in  lsl4.  He 
was  an  honored  and  useful  minister  of  the  gospel. 


Hepublished  many  voUmu'son  religion.-,  .subjects. 
His  Hymn  Book  was  piibli.-licd  m  17^2.  Mor-t  of 
liis  hymns  were  written  in  the  midnigiit  iioui>  of 
Saturday  nights,  and,  like  llio.-eof  Dr.  l)o«ldriiige, 
Avere  i)iepared  to  be  sung  at  tlie  conclusion  oi  Ins 
sermons  on  llie  Sabf)alli. 

Blest  be  the  tie  tliat  binds 7:,i 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine (;s4 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing bol 

(Jur  mus  on  chn>t  Aveie  laid u-j 

licligion  Is  the  cliief  concern 5i(j 

dinners,  iIk-  voice  of  God  legard 21»7 

Thy  i>reseuce,  gracious  God,  atlonl 4.53 

Thy  way,  U  Lord,  is  in  tlie  sea 4:, 

Fletcher,  Miss.  We  have  no  infoiniation  con- 
cerning her.  W  e  believe  she  is  the  Mi>>  Fletcher 
Avho  has  published  occasional  poems  in  the  New 
"ioik  1  tide  pen  doit. 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one... 912 

Francis,  Benjamin,  an  English  Baptist  preach- 
er, was  born  in  W  ales  in  1734,aud  died  at  short- 
AVoid,  Gloucestershire,  in  ]75«). 

Praise  the  fcaviour,  all  ye  nations 677 

Gambold,  John,  a  Bishop  of  the  Moravian  or 
I  niled  Bretnren  Church,  Avas  born  in  Soulli 
M  ales  in  1711;  he  Avas  eilucated  at  Oxford  and  en- 
teretl  the  ministry  of  the  Church  of  England,  but 
joined  the  Moravian  Church  in  1742,  antl  in  1754 
Avas  made  a  IJishop  among  them.  He  Avrote  sev- 
eral prose  Avorks  and  edited  a  volume  of  hvmus 
Avhicli  was  published  in  1748.  Heilied  in  1771. 
O  tell  me  no  more  Of  this  AvorUl's  vain  store  741 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Lord 11 

Gates,  Helen  Huntington,  is  the  author  of  a 
hymn  much  admired  by  Piesident  Lincoln, and 
very  beautifully  sung  by  Philip  Phillips,  begin- 
ning, ••  If  you  cannot  on'the  ocean,"  and  contain- 
ing the  oft-(iuoted  touplet: 

"Though  they  may  forget  the  singer, 
They  Avill  not  forget  fhe  song." 
She  Avas  born  in  1835.    Her  brother,  Mr.  C.  P. 
Huntington,  is  a   prominent  financier  of   Xcav 
York  Ci'ty.    Mrs.  Gates  lived  at  Elizabeth,  Xew 
Jersey.   "In  Long's  "Synopsis  of  Hymn  Writ- 
ers" the  date  of  "her  de"ath  is  given  as  18(>;3;  but 
Dr.  Duffield  (of  Bloomfield,N.  J.),  in  his  English 
Hymns  (1886),  does  not  Avrite  of  her  as  if  she  were 
then  deceased.    She  Avas  a  member  of  the  Pres- 
byterian Church. 
"I  Avill  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beantiful 897 

Gerhardt,  Paul,  a  distinguished  Lutheran  min- 
ister, and,  next  to  Luther,  the  most  ])opular 
hymu-Avriter  of  Germany,  Avas  born  in  Saxony  in 
ir)06.  He  dill  not  enter  the  ministry  until  late  in 
life.  He  Avas  ordained  in  1651  and  l")ecame  pastor 
in  MittenAvalde.  He  married  in  1655.  Several  of 
his  hymns  Avere  piiblished  in  16.53  in  the  ••  Berlin 
Hymn  Book,"'  and  later  in  other  collections  in 
Brandenburg  and  Saxony;  and  became  at  once 
very  popular  Avith  the  peo])le.  In  1657  he  was 
app'ointed  to  the  large  and  influential  Church  of 
St.  Nicholas  in  Berlin  where  he  preached  to  large 
croAvds  and  Avas  hai)pr  and  useful  in  his  minis- 
try until  ejected  in  1666  by  the  edict  of  the  Elect- 
or" Frederick  William,  Avhich  Avas  designed  to 
make  all  preaching  conform  to  the  Reformed 
(Calvinistic)  faith,  and  to  Avhich  edict  Gerhardt, 
believing  in  an  unlimited  atonement,  refused  to  , 
conform.  As  a  consequence  he  Avas  ejected,  and 
suff'ered  many  and  great  hardshi])s.  In  1(569  he 
Avas  ajipointed  Arclnleacon  of  Lubben  in  Saxony. 
He  dieil  in  1676.  His  hymns  number  only  one 
hundred  and  tAventy-thiee. 

Commit  thon  all  thv  griefs 554 

(iive  to  the  Avinds  t'liy  fears 556 

Holy  Ghost,  disi>el  (uir  sadness 186 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 409 

3Iy  Saviour,  how  sliall  I  proclaim b'O 

O  "sacred  Head,  now  Avounded 90 


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BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


Gibbons,  Thomas,  an  eminent  Dissenting  cler- 
gyiuaii  til  hnglaiKl,  was  a  son  of  a  minister  «»f 
llic  same  name, and  was  born  in  17'J0.  He  en- 
tered Hie  n»ini.-tiy  in  174i>,  ami  in  J 743  lierame 
pastor  of  an  Iniiependenl  C'liurcli  in  London,  re- 
maining tlieie  until  liis  deatli  in  17n:>.  His  nu- 
merous puhliralions  included  several  volumes  of 
l>oems,  and  two  or  three  volumes  of  hymns.  He 
was  an  intimute  friend  of  Dr.  Watts,  whose  mem- 
oir he  wrote. 

tJreat  Ciod,  the  nations  of  the  earth 650 

In  tlie  soft  season  of  thv  youth 2SJ 

Tiiroujrh  all  tlie  lofty  sky 72:5 

^\'llen  .Je>us  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 486 

Gilbert,  Anne  Taylor,  came  of  one  of  the  most 
literary  lamilies  in  Kii^laud.  Isaac  Taylor  was 
her  brother.  Miewas  ooiii  in  1.62.  Iirconiu-c- 
tion  with  her  sister  .lane  she  wrote  and  i)ul)lislK'd 
several  volumes  of  ijoetry.  In  l^K!  fche  married 
IJev.  Josejdi  Ciilberl,  a  learned  Congregational 
minister,  at  that  time  Professor  in  Ifotherham 
College,  Yorkshire.  Eighteen  of  her  hymns  were 
published  in  Dr.  Lielchild's  Ovi(fiu(d  Hjjmns 
(18-12),  and  she  also  published  Jli/nuis  for  f^un- 
day -School  Annivcrsdj-ivs  in  I8r).{.  Notwith- 
standing her  multitudinous  literary  labors  she 
was  unusually  devoted  to  the  interests  of  her 
family,  among  whom  she  died  in  l8Glj,ut  the  ad- 
vanced age  of  eighty-five. 

The  nations  call!  from  sea  to  sea 609 

"NVhile  we  with  fear  and  hope  survey 703 

Gilmore,    Joseph    Henry,    is    a   ])rofessor   in 
J{(»che>ler  (N.    ^ .)  Tniversity.     He  was  born  in 
ls:;4.     He  is  a  r>ai)tist  clergvuian. 
He  leadeth  me!  O  blessed" thought 801 

Goode,  William,  a  useful  clergyman  of  the 
Church  of  Kiiglaiid,  was  born  in  ]<(i2;  graduated 
at  Oxford  in  17S4,  and  was  ordained  the  same 
year;  was  a  pastor  in  Loinlon,and  took  pai't  in 
various  benevolent  and  public  religious  move- 
ments. He  died  in  1810.  His  only  hymn  here  is 
a  doxologv. 
Great  Jehovah!  we  adore  thee 928 

Grant,  Sir  Robert,  was  born  in  India  in  1785. 
His  father,  a  stanch  and  iiious  Scolchuian,  was 
a  leading  ollicer  of  the  Kast  India  Company,  and 
his  l)rollier  (Jharles  was  Lord  (Jlenelg.  He'gia<l- 
ualed  at  CambridLjc  in  l.so4;  was  admitted  to  the 
bar  in  1S()7,  and  tilled  various  public  ollicial  posi- 
tions; was  appointe<l  (Jovernor  of  Uouibav  in 
18;]4.  He  died  m  India  in  ls:;s.  He  is  the  aiUhor 
of  several  volumes  on  the  work  of  the  Kast  India 
Company  and  also  of  twelve  hymns  which  his 
brother," Lord  (;ienclg,  itublisheJl  the  year  after 
his  (Icath  in  a  volunu!  tille(l  Sacred  J'oeuis. 

IJy  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears 848 

Lore]  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 475 

O  worship  the  King I'J 

Grisrer^  Joseph,  was  a  Presbyteria-i  minister  of 
Lngland.  He  was  "a  laboring  nu'chanic, "  in 
eaiiv  iilc.  He  was  a  pious  and  useful  man.  He 
was' born  in  1720  and  died  iu  17(;s. 

IJehohl  a  Stranger  at  the  d«»or 2!»1 

Jesus!  and  shall  it  ever  be 4'.)5 

Ouyonj  Jeanne  Marie  Bonvier  do  la  Motte, 
an  eiiuneiil  Miy>lic  writer  of  the  .-eveiili-eiitii  ceiil  - 
nrv,  was  born  at  iMontargis,  France,  in  ICls. 
Her  father,  Claude  Honvier,  was  the  Lord  I'ro- 
j)rielor  of  La  Motle  Vergonville.  She  was  r(  lig- 
lotisly  inclined  from  her  youth  and  desired  to 
cnl<'r  a  convent,  but  her  parents  jirevenlecl  this 
l)y  giving  lier  in  marriage!  in  her  sixteenth  year 
to  .Jac(|nes  (iuyon,  a  man  Iwenly-two  years'  her 
N'liior  and  every  wav  uncongeiii.ll.  An'ni.haiiiiy 
married  lif(!  of  (welvi^  yeais  (erminated  in  tlie 
death  of  her  liusbaml  iii  1070,  leaving  her  thn-e 
chiblren.  to  wh(»^e  etlncation  and  to  the  care  of 
lier  estate  whe  now  devoted  lierself.     fehc  later 


devoted  herself  to  religious  works  and  to  writing 
on  her  peculiar  views  of  spiritual  religion.  Her 
published  volumes  soon  brought  on  her  the  jier- 
secution  of  the  Koinan  C  alholic  Church,  she  was 
twice  imprisoned,  the  liisL  imprisonment  last- 
ing eight  months  and  the  second  seven  years, 
ending  in  the  Hastile.  After  her  release  she  lived 
with  her  ehildren  and  continued  her  writings. 
Most  of  her  hymns  \\  ere  written  during  this  im- 

Itrisonment.  "Those  here  given  were  iranslatetl 
ty  C  owi  er.  She  was  a  strong  believer  in  the 
witness  of  the  Spii-it,  jierfect  faith,  ami  perfect 
love.    She  died  in  1717  in  her  seventieth  year. 

How  hai)py  are  the  newborn  race 5i09 

]My  sole  po"sse>sion  is  thy  love 502 

Hammond,  William,  was  first  a  Calvinistic 
Metiiodi>l  and  later  a  Moravian  minister  of  En- 
gland. He  graduated  at  Cambridge  in  173«».  He 
v\  as  converle«l  in  1740,  autt  in  1745  he  publishe»l 
at  London  a  volume  of  J'.sahiis,  JJijudis^  and 
Sj}iritu(rl  Songs.  He  was  associated  with  Rev. 
.John  Cennick.  antl.or  of  '•  Children  of  the  heav- 
enly King."  The  year  of  his  birth  is  not  known, 
lle'died  in  178;^. 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 573 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 750 

Hankey,  Kate.    We  have  no  information  con- 
cerning Miss  Hankey,  except  that  she  li\es  iu 
London. 
1  love  to  tell  the  story 875 

Harmer,   Samuel  Young:,  a   minister  of   the 
^lethodist   Lpi.-copal   Church,  was  born  in  1809, 
and  is  now  deceaseil. 
In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory U02 

Hart,  Joseph,  a  Congregational  minister  of  En- 
gland, was  born  in  17J2.of  pious  parents.  In  ear- 
ly life  he  was  ])ions,  but  relaj).~ed  into  sin, and 
exerted  a  most  pernicious  inlluen<e  ui)on  all  with 
whom  he  associated.  While  in  this  l)ackslid(k'n 
state  he  wrote  a  pam])hiet  titled,  "The  Cnrea- 
sonableness of  Religion;  being  Heniarksand  Ani- 
madversions on  the  Rev.  ,I«ilm  We.-ley's  Sermon 
on  Rom.  viii.  32."  I5ut  he  was  deejily  convicted 
in  his  fortieth  year,and  betook  himself  to  daily 
])rayer  and  to  "reading  the  Scriptures.  It  was 
not,"^ however,  until  he  atiendeil  a  service  at  ihe 
ISIoravian  Church  in  Fetter  Lane.  London,  c»n 
AVhitsuiKlay,  1757,  that  he  obtained  peace.  He 
now  became  an  earnest  and  eonsecrate<l  Chris- 
tian. He  w  rote  and  jnibUshed  many  hymns.  He 
began  ])reaching  when  he  was  forty -eight  years 
old.  He  died  in  17(W. 
Come,  ye  sinners,  jmor  and  needy 273 

0  for  a" glance  of  heavenly  day...". 327 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  (iod 452 

I'raver  is  aiipoinled  to  convey 774 

That  doleful  niglit  before  his  death 245 

This,  this  is  the  (Jod  we  adore 2;] 

\iun  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear 284 

Hartsousrh,  Lewis,  a  minister  of  the  Methodist 
lOpiscopal  (  hnrcli,  living  in  Kansas.  He  was 
born  in  1828.  His  wife  was  eli'cted  a  member  of 
the(;eneral  Confeii'iice  in  18S0,  and  the  question 
of  her  admission  caused  the  most  noted  tliscussiou 
of  that  session. 

1  hear  thy  welcome  voice 853 

Hascall,  Jefferson,   a    minister  of   Ihe    INI.   E. 

(hurch,  wrote  the  '•  Land  of  neulah"  in  lifteen 
minuli-s   in    isOl.     He    was   Itorn    at    Tliomitson, 
(  itnn.,  Nctvemlu'rO,  lso7.     He  was  living  at  Med- 
ford,  Mass.,  in  1S70. 
My  latent  sun  is  sinking  fast 804 

HastinR-s,  Thomas,  an  eminent  Doctor  of  Music, 
was  born  in  <  onne<t  icnl  in  17s4.  He  <'oinpo-e(l 
nianv  of  our  nio>l  pojuil a r  church  tnnes.imd  edit- 
ed a  largt;  nuudter  of  music  books.  American 
Church  music  and  psalmody  is  perhaps  as  much 


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381 


indebted  to  him  as  to  anr  other  composer  of  tunes. 
lie  composed  no  less  tfmii  six  Imndred  orijriiial 
tunes,  and  altered  and  inii)iovcd  nianvoid  tunes. 
In  18;}2  he  meved  from  llica,  N.  Y., (where  he  ed- 
ited a  reli',^ious  ne\vsi)ai)er  called,  the  Jircordcr,) 
to  New  York  City.  Here,  in  connection  with 
•William  IJ.  Uradbiiry,  he  became  |)ractically  the 
leader  of  Church  music  in  Anu'rica.  lie  was  a 
member  of  the  Presbyterian  Church,  a  de\out 
Christian,  well  versed'  in  the  Scrijitures,  and  is 
the  author  of  a  number  of  excellent  hymns.  lie 
died  in  1872.  ilis  musical  publications  uro  too 
numerous  to  mention. 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near...  275 

Drooping  souls,  no  lonj;er  nu)urn 2S1 

(Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 4t;3 

Jlail  to  the  biightness  of  Zion's  glad G7:5 

Jesus,  w  bile  our  hearts  are  bleeding 623 

Haweis,  Thomas,  a  popular  pi-eachcr  of  the 
Chunii  of  Knghuul  and  one  of  the  founders  of 
the  London  Missionary  Society,  was  the  author  of 
several  i)rose  works  and  a  volume  of  two  hun- 
dred and  fiftj'-six  hymns.  Immediately  after 
liis  graduation  at  the  University  of  Oxford  he 
became  a  pastor  in  Oxford,  and  attained  great 
popularity.  From  1763  to  his  death  in  18-^0  he  was 
rector  of  Aldwinkle,  Northamptonshire.  Of  his 
hymns  he  said:  "They  are  such  as  my  heart  in- 
dited, and  they  speak'  of  the  things  1  have  be- 
lieved concerning  my  God  and  King.  They  all 
point  to  one  object— to  a  crucified  Jesus." 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 84 

Great  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power 185 

Hawker,  Robert,  a  clergyman  of  the  Church  of 
England,  was  boru  in  1793  at  Exeter,  and  died  in 
1S27 m  Plymouth,  whei'e  he  had  been  a  i)astor  for 
many  years.  11  is  Psalms  and  Hymns  (1794)  con- 
tain Ihe  following  doxology : 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 925 

Hawks,  Annie  Sherwood,  Avas  born   in   New 
York  State  in  1835,  and  died  in  1S72.    Mrs.  Hawks 
was  a  member  of  the  Baptist  Chinch. 
1  need  thee  every  hour 851 


Hayward,  J.    Nothing  is  known  concerning 
author  of  the  following  beautiful  hymn: 
Welcome,  delightful  uroru 


the 


Heath,  Georg-e,  a  Unitarian  minister  of  En- 
gland, was  in  1770  ]jastor  of  the  Presbyterian 
Church  at  Honiton  in  Devonshire,  but  w'as  dis- 
charged for  unworthy  con<Uict.  It  would  aild 
much  interest  to  the"  following  hymn  to  know 
Avhether  it  was  written  before  or  after  thisevent. 
Perhaps  it  was  a  penitential  hymn  written  after 
his  unha])])y  removal  from  his  charge.  \'ery  lit- 
tle IS  known  concerning  his  life. 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 578 

Heber,  Heg-inald,  a  Bishop  of  the  Church  of  En- 
gland, was  born  in  1783;  educated  at  Oxford, 
where  he  early  took  the  ])rize  for  both  Latin  and 
English  i)oems:  ordained  in  1807,  and  became 
rector  at  llodnet.  He  wasa])poiuted  Missionavv 
Bishop  of  Calcutta  in  J823.  He  died  in  1826.  He 
■was  a  man  of  learning  and  pietv.  His  hvmns 
are  among  the  most  po])ular  in"  the  langiiaare. 
They  were  collected  and  published  the  year  after 
his  dea'^.h. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 72 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  lill 702 

Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze 586 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 670 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  Almighty 4 

O  God,  who  madest  earth  and  skv 799 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave;  but  we  will  not  620 

ELedg-G,  Frederick  Henry,  a  L^nitarian  minis- 
ter, boru  iu  Cambridge,  JNIass.,  1805,  graduated  at 


the  University  there  in  1S25  and  three  years  later 
at  the  Divinity  School  in  the  same  town;  was 
j)astor  in  various  places.  ANliih;  pastor  at  P.rook- 
line,  Mass.,  he  became  also  prole.^or  of  Eccle-i- 
astical  History  in  the  Cambridge  Divinitv  School, 
and  from  1872  to  1881  he  was  professor  of  "German 
Iviteratiire  in  Harvard  Universitv.  In  connec- 
tion with  Dr.  Huntington  (now 'Bishop  of  the 
Protestant  Kpiscopal  Church)  he  i)uljlished  in 
1853  Ilyuinsforthe  Church  (Unitarian),  in  which 
the  following  translation  of  Luther's  great  hynm 
first  aijpeared: 
A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God 551 

Hemans,  Felicia  Dorothea,  the  poetess,  was 
born  in  1793  m  Liverpool,  England.  Her  mai<len 
name  was  Browne.  She  matle  \\\)  for  her  lack  of 
early  educational  arlvantages  bv  habits  of  read- 
ing and  diligent  study  all  her  li"fe.  At  the  carlv 
age  of  fourteen  she  piiblished  a  volume  of  i)Oems, 
Avhich  was  followed  by  many  others  during  her 
life-time.  She  was  married  to  Captain  Hemans, 
a  military  oflicer,  in  1812.  She  died  in  ]835.  She 
ranks  high  among  the  lyric  poets  of  the  English 
language. 
Culm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God 615 

Herbert,  Georgre,  a  devotedly  pious  cicrgymnn 
of  the  Church  of  England,  was  born  in  1593; 
graduated  at  Trinity  College,  Cambridge;  was  a 
pastor  at  Layton  Ecclesia  in  1626,  and  at  Bemer- 
ton  from  1630  to  his  death  in  1632.  He  occupied 
his  moments  of  leisure  in  the  cultivation  of  sa- 
cred music.  The  following  hymn  is  in  keepi.ng 
with  the  spirit  of  consecration  and  the  heaveuly- 
mindedness  that  marked  his  Christian  life: 
Teach  me,  luy  God  and  Iving 528 

Hervey,  James,  was  one  of  the  Oxford  band  of 
Methodists,  and  afterward  became  a  clcrgvman 
of  the  Church  of  England.  He  was  a  lluent  writer 
on  leligious  and  devotional  themes.  His"  Med- 
itations," "  Rellections,"  and  "Contemplations" 
have  been  widely  read  from  their  first  ajjpear- 
ance  to  tiie  present  time.  He  wrote  i)rofessedly 
for  the  rich  and  cultivated  circles.  He  sympa- 
thized with  the  Whitefield  or  Lady  Huntingdon 
(Cal  vinistic)  branch  of  Methodism.  He  was  born 
in  1714  and  died  in  1758. 
Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 44 

Holden,  Oliver,  author  of  "Coronation"  and 
other  popular  tunes,  was  born  at  Shirlev,  3Iass., 
in  1765.  He  was  originally  a  carpenter  Oy  trade, 
l)ut  became  a  teacher,  coniposer,  and  publisher  of 
music  at  Charlestown,  J.Iass.  He  published  be- 
tween 1792  and  1802  some  eight  or  ten  music- 
books.  He  also  wrote  several  original  hvmns. 
He  died  at  CharlestOAvn.  Mass.,  in  1844. 
They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 784 

Holmes,  Oliver  Wendell,  an  eminent  Ameri- 
can poet  and  literary  man,  is  the  son  of  a  Congre- 
gational minister,  and  was  born  in  Cambridge, 
Mass.,  in  1809.  He  graduated  at  Harvard  in 
1829,  then  made  a  thorough  study  of  medicine  at 
home  and  abroad,  was  electee!  professor  of  Anat- 
omy and  Physiology  at  Dartmouth  in  1S38,  an<l  in 
I84f  was  elected  to  the  same  chair  at  Harvard, 
which  position  he  filled  until  1882,  when  he  be- 
came "Emeritus"  i^rofessor.  He  is  still  living 
(1889)  at  the  advanced  age  of  eighty,  and  contin- 
ues to  do  literary  work.  He  has  i)ubli-^hed  many 
volumes,  and  is  one  of  the  most  widely  known  of 
American  authors.  He  is  ranke(i  as  a  Unitarian 
in  faith.  He  has  written  but  two  hymns. 
O  Love  divine,  that  stooped  to  share 82 

Hopkins,  Josiah,  was  first  a  Congregational  and 
later  a  Presbvterixin  clcrgvman.  He  was  born  at 
Pittsford,  Vt".,  in  1786.  After  his  graduation  at 
Auburn  Theological  Seminary,  he  became  pastor 


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of  the  Congregational  Chui"ch  at  New  Ilavcn, 
Vt.  In  ISJO  he  was  installed  pastor  of  the  First 
l*resl»\  terian  (  liurch,  at  Auburn,  N.  Y.,  from 
which'  he  retired  in  1S4(»  on  account  of  failing 
health.  In  1847  he  eomiiiletl  and  jiublislied  a  se- 
lection of  Conffrenco  Jlymus  Adapted  to  Jie- 
liilUms  Conferenci's  and  Meitimjs  for  Prayvr. 
lie  died  at  (ieneva,  X.  V.,  in  ls(52,  where  he  was 
a  patient  in  the  '•  Water  Cure,"  under  treatment 
forasihuia. 
U  turn  \  c,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die 274 

Home,  G-eorgre,  a  Bishop  of  the  Church  of  En- 
gland, was  horn  in  17:50  and  died  in  17!t2.  He  was 
educated  at  the  I'niversity  of  Oxford,  of  which 
he  became  vice-chancellor  in  1770.  lie  was 
n»a<le  Dean  of  t  anteibury  in  17Sl,and  Bishoj)  of 
Norwich  in  17s«.j.  "  He  was  considered  the  best 
jireacher  of  his  time,  a  sinceie  and  exemplary 
Christian,  and  a  thorough  scholar." 
i>ee  the  leaves  around  us  falling 713 

Houlditch,  Anne  Shepherd,  is  an  English  ladv, 
and  was  Miss  shepherd  when  she  wrote  the  fol- 
lowing In  nin : 
Aroiuid  the  throne  of  Cod  in  heaven 892 

How,  William  Walsham,  a  Bishop  of  the 
Church  of  Knglantl,  was  born  in  182:5;  gra<luatcd 
at  Oxford  in  1845  and  entered  the  ministry  the 
following  vear.  He  has  contributed  several  vol- 
umes to  devotional  literature.  As- early  as  1S54 
lie  comi)iled  ami  published  a  volume  of  Psalms 
and  Ilijiiins  (later  edition  1872).  Having  filled  va- 
rious liositions  in  the  Church  of  England,  he  was 
ai»pointed  Bishop  of  Bedford  in  1879. 
O  Word  of  God  incarnate 688 

Hunter,  William,  a  minister  of  the  Methodist 
E|)iscopal  (huich,  was  born  in  Ireland  in  1811, 
and  came  to  this  country  when  but  a  youth.  He 
graduated  at  Madison  College  in  18:5:5.  He  was 
for  a  number  of  vears  luofessor  of  Hebrew  and 
Biblical  Literature  in  .Mleghauy  College.  He  was 
the  author  of  a  large  number  of  hvmns,  >vhich  he 
ltul)lishe(l  in  his  Select  Melodies  ■(18:58-r)l);  Min- 
strel ofZion  (.845);  ;>nd  Soncjsof  Decotion  (18()0). 
He  was  one  of  the  committee  of  twelve  ap- 
]»ointe<l  by  the  General  Conference  of  187G  to  re- 
vise the  (Miurch  Hymnal.     He  died  in  1877. 

Joyfully,  Joyfully  onward  we  move 8^8 

Jly  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 895 

Hunting-don,  Countess  of,  was  horn  in  1707. 
Her  maiden  name  was  Selina  Shirley.  Her  fa- 
ther was  the  second  Earl  Ferrers.  She  was  mar- 
ried in  1728  to  Theophilus,  Earl  of  Huntingdon, 
Willi  wlunn  she  lived  hajjpily  until  his  death  in 
174fi.  She  was  one  of  the  most  i)ious,  noble,  and 
benevolent  Wfimen  whose  names  ailorn  the  an- 
nals of  the  Chnsiian  (  hurch.  She  esp()jised,an<l 
supported  by  her  large  income,  the  cause  of  the 
JSIethodists.  George  Whitelleld  was  one  of  her 
many  chaplains,  in  connection  with  whom  she 
uiay  l)C  said  to  have  f(Mnide(l  the  Calvinislic 
Lranch  of  MetliodisuK  She  was  an  earnest  an<l 
m-tive  Christian  worker  until  her  death  in  17'.)1. 
'Vhv  following  hymn  jioilrays  (he  unalVected  hu- 
mility <if  her  Chiisiian  character. 

\Vlien  thou,  my  lightetnis  Judge,  bIihU  come  594 

Hunting-ton,  D.  W.  C,  Is  n  piominent  minister 
and  member  of  the  <;euesseo  Conference  of   the 
.Methodist  i;pisco|»al  (  hurcdi. 
()  think  of  the  home  over  there 905 

Jacobi,  John  Christian,  an  Enelish  Eutheran 
minister  who  llounshe.l  in  IIk;  (list  half  of  tli«' 
eighleendi  cendirv.  TIk-  following  hymn  is  a 
translati«m  from  I'aul  Gerhardt  and  was  made 
about  1722. 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  fsadncss 180 


Jacopone  da  Todi,  sometimes  called  Benedet- 
to, an  Italian  monk  and  poet,  was  born  at  To«li. 
He  wrote  several  jioems,  which  were  approved  by 
the  Academy  della  (  rusca.  He  tlied  in  \\.m.  He 
was  eminent  enough  to  liave  his  life  wiitten  by 
Modio  two  and  a  half  centuries  after  his  death. 
The  following  is  Dr.  J.  W.  Alexander's  transla- 
tion of  his  famous  IStabal  Mater  l)ulurosa: 
Near  the  cross  was  Mary  weeping 98 

Johnson,  E.     We  have  no  information  concern- 
ing the  author  of  this  very  popular  hymn: 
O  sometimes  the  shadows  arc  lieej).! 867 

Jones,  Edmund,  an  English  Baptist  minister, 
son  of  Kev.  I'hilip  Jone<,  was  born  in  1722,  in 
Gloucestershire;  educated  at  the  Baptist  College 
at  I5ristol;  was  ordained  jiastor  of  the  Baptist 
Church  at  Exeter,  Devonshire,  in  174:5;  died  in 
17115.  The  Church  at  Exeter,  like  manyBajxist 
Churches  at  that  clav,  was  ojiposetl  to  ••  the  serv- 
ice of  song"  in  i)ul»lic  worshij);  but  it  is  not  a 
matter  of  suri)rise  that  the  author  of  so  excel- 
lent a  hyinn  as  the  following  should  have  wiought 
a  complete  revolution  in  their  sentiments  regard- 
ing this  feature  of  divine  worship. 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  brcabt 277 

Judson,  Adoniram,  an  Ajiostolic  Baptist  Mis- 
sionary, was  born  at  Maiden,  Mass.,  in  1788; 
graduated  at  lirown  I'liiNersity  in  1807;  went  as 
a  missionary  to  Burmah  in '1812;  in  ls2:^  he 
printed  a  Burmese  translation  of  the  New  Testa- 
ment; was  thrown  into  a  horrid  prison  in  1824 
and  confined  for  eighteen  months,  enduring  great 
privations  and  sull'erings;  completed  a  Burmese 
translation  of  the  whole  Bible  in  ls54 :  died  at 
sea  in  1850.  He  was  one  of  the  earliest  and  grand- 
est of  American  missionaries. 
Our  Fatlier,  God,  Mho  art  in  heaven 781 

Jukes,  Richard,  was  a  Primitive  Methodist  of 
England.     He  is  now  clead. 

]'>y  faith  I  view  my  Saviour  dying 877 

AVe're  traveling  home  to  heaven  above 883 

Keble,  John,  author  of  The  Chrisiiav  Year,  was 
the  son  of  a  clergyman  of  (he  same  name  l)elong- 
ing  to  the  (hurch  of  England,  and  w  as  born  m 
in  1792.  He  graduated  at  Oxford  in  1810,  and  was 
ordained  in  1815  In  1827  he  published  his  well- 
known  volume.  The  Christian  Year,  ninety-six 
editions  of  which  appeared  before  his  death".  In 
18:51  he  was  elected  luofessor  of  I'oetry  at  Oxford. 
A  sermon  preached  hv  him  on  ''National  Ajios- 
tasv  "  has  been  regarded  as  (he  real  origin  of  the 
"l^ractarian  Movement  of  ]s:5:i."  He  wiote  eight 
of  the  'Tracts  for  the  Times."  He  was  a  pro- 
nounced High-Churchman.  He  was  a  contribu- 
tor to  (he  Li/ra.  ApostoUea.  ami  in  18:54  he  nni(ed 
with  Drs.  Newman  and  IMisey  in  editing  the  Li- 
hrarji  of  the  Fathers.  He  was  the  author  of  sev- 
eral Volumes.     He  died  in  1800. 

J5lest  arc  the  pure  in  heart 418 

New  every  morning  is  the  love 792 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear 822 

Keith,  Georce,  was  a  T-ondon  l)Oftk>-ellor  and 
imblisher.  He;  manicMl  a  daughter  of  Or.  Bip- 
pon,and  ofliciatcfl  as  clerk  in  his  jilace  of  wor- 
ship. He  is  said  to  have  composed  hymns  (H-ca- 
sioiially  on  subjec(s  suggested  by  Oi'.  I{ii>l>on'.s 
8ennoiis,  But  it  is  a  mere  conjecture  that  lie 
Avrotc  the  magnificent  hymn  here  attributed  to 
him.  It  jiijpeared  in  Dr.  Bipjion's  Selection 
(17>^7)  with  (he  simple  letter  ''  K."  attached. 
How  linn  a  fonndalion,  ye  sainis  of  the 546 

Kelly,  Thomas,  the  son  of  IJight  Hon.  T5aron 
Kellv,  was  born  in  Dublin,  Ireland,  in  I7(>9;  grad- 
uated at  (he  Dublin  rnivei-si(v;  sdidied  law,b.it 
abandoned  it  in  1793  to  eider  ilie  ministry  of  he 
Established  Church.    His  evangelical  and  hes'rt- 


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pcarchintj:  nreachincf  V'^'^'P'^^  t*^"  strong  for  the 
i:>tablislRMl  Cluuclii  an<l  he  bocaine  an  Indepenil- 
ent.  He  was  very  woaltliv,an(l  as  liberal  as  he 
was  wealtliv.  He  was  a  niost  pious,  c()n?ecrate(l, 
ami  usefurpreac'her.  lie  laboreii  in  I)ul)lin  U)V 
more  than  sixty  years,  and  lived  to  be  eiirhtv-six 
years  old,  dying  in  lb.").  His  Scripture  Hymns 
grew  from  a' volume  of  5Mi  hvnms  asliist  pul)lished 
in  1804  to  a  colleetion  ol  765  in  US')8— all  original. 

Come,  ve  saints,  look  here  and  Avonder 117 

Hark,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 137 

Look,  ve  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious 130 

On  the"  m()untain'>  toi»  appearing t)<4 

The  head  that  once  was  crowneil  with 131 

Tl.e  Lord  is  risen  indeed 116 

Ziou  stands  with  hills  surrouniled 195 

Kempthorne,  John,  the  son  of  Admiral  James 
Kempthorne,  was  boiii  at  Plymouth,  England, 
in  1775.  He  was  a  clergyman  of  the  Church  of 
England.  He  was  a  rector  of  St.  ^lichael's, 
Gloucester,  when  he  died  in  1838.  His  hymns  ap- 
peared niostlv  in  180:>-10.  It  is  by  no  means  cer- 
tain that  he  "is  the  author  of  the  hymn  here  ac- 
creditedto  him. 
Traise  the  Lord!  ye  heavens,  adore  him 24 

Ken,  Thomas,  a  Bishop  of  the  Church  of  England, 
was  born  in  Hertfordshire  in  1037;  was  appoint- 
ed Bishop  of  Bath  and  Wells  in  1G84:  Avas  im- 
prisoned under  James  II.  in  the  Tower  of  Lon- 
don for  his  refusal  to  sig.i  the  Declaration  of 
Indulgence;  ministered  to  Charles  II.  in  his  last 
moments;  died  in  1711.  His  Manual  of  Prayers 
in  which  his  hymns  were  published  has  appeared 
in  numerous  editions  fi-oui  11574  to  the  present. 

All  praise  to  thee,  mv  God,  this  night 800 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 791 

]My  God,  Inow  from  sleep  awake 821 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow...  9i9 

Key,  Francis  Scott,  well  known  as  the  author 
of  "'The  Star  Spangled  Banner,"'  was  the  son  of 
an  officer  in  the  Anierican  army  of  the  revolution, 
an<l  was  born  in  Frederick  County,  Md.,  in  1779; 
"was  educated  at  St.  John's  College,  Annapolis; 
commenced  the  practice  of  law  in  1801  at  Fred- 
ericktown,  and  a  few  years  later  he  moved  to 
"\Vashington,and  became' Attorney  for  the  District 
of  Columbia;  died  in  1843.  He  was  an  Episcopa- 
lian. 
Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  i^raise  thee 148 

Kidder,  Mary  Anne,  was  born  in  1820.  She 
lives  in  New  Yoik  City;  is  a  member  of  the 
Methodist  Episcopal  Church.  Her  maideu  name 
was  Pepper. 

Lord,  I  care  not  for  riclues 90^ 

We  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever 903 

Lang-e,  Ernest,  was  horn  in  Dantzig,  Germany, 
where  he  held  the  offi"e  of  Burgomaster.  In  the 
year  1710  a  pestilence  devastated  the  town  inwhich 
lie  lived.  The  following  year,  on  attaining  his 
sixty-first  year,  he  celebrated  the  mercy  of  God 
in  sparing  his  life  and  that  of  a  frien<l  (also  sixty- 
one  years  old)  by  publishing  sixtv-one  hvmhs 
and  cledicating  them  to  this  friend".  He  died  at 
Dantzig  in  1727.  The  following  are  John  Wesley's 
translations: 

O  God,  thou  bottomless  abyss 32 

Parent  of  good!  thy  bounteous  hand 57 

Lang-e,  Joachim,  a  Lutheran  divine  of  Germany, 
was  born  in  1670.  He  was  an  associate  with 
Franke  and  other  Pietists  of  his  day.  He  was  a 
professor  at  the  University  of  Halle,  where  he 
gained  a  great  reputation  as  a  commentator  and 
theologian.  He  died  in  1744. 
O  God,  what  ofl'ering  shall  I  give 439 

Lang-ford,  G.  W.  We  have  no  information  con- 
cerning the  author  of  the  following  hymn,  which 


is  credited  to  "Bates"  in  the  Plymouth  Collrr. 
Hon,  but  to  tlie  above  author  in  Long's  Jlistory 
of  the  Jlynins.     The  hymn  is  dated  1847. 
Speak  gently;  it  is  better  far- 911 

liang-ford,  John,  a  Baptist  clergyman  of  Kn- 
glaml,  who  entered  the  ministry  at  Black's 
Vields,  Southwark,  :n  17tj<>,  published  a  volume 
of  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Son<js  in  177('t,  an<l  died 
in  1790.  The  hymn  here  accredited  to  him  ap- 
iieared  in  this  volume,  but  was  never  claimed  by 
liim.  It  had  ai)peared  in  1763  in  Madan's^l^/j^^eu- 
dir.  Its  authorship  is  really  unknown. 
Now  begin  the  heavenly  tiieme 149 

Lieland,  John,  a  Baptist  minister,  was  born  in 
3Iassacliusetts  in  1754,  labored  mostly  in  Virginia 
and  ^Massachusetts,  and  died  in  1841.'  His  life  and 
writings  were  published  in  1845  by  Miss  L.  F. 
Greene. 

0  wlien  shall  I  see  Jesn? 8'^1 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 8(j3 

Luke,  Jemima  Thompson,  the  Avife  of  Bev. 
Saimiel  Luke,  an  Indeiiendent  minister  of  En- 
gland, was  the  daughter  of  Thomas  Thompson, 
a  philanthropist,  and  was  born  in  1813  at  Cole- 
brook  Terrace,  Islington.  She  was  for  several 
years  editor  of  the  Missionary  Repository . 

1  thick  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old.  909 

LiUther.  Martin,  the  great  Refomier,  was  born 
at  Eislebeu,  Germany,  m  1483;  graduated  at  the 
University  of  Erfurth  and  received  from  it  tlie 
degree  of 'Ph.D.,  and  in  1505  entered  the  Augus- 
tinian  monastery  located  there:  was  ordauied 
priest  in  1507;  in'l508  became  profes-orof  Philos- 
ophy in  the  University  of  Wittenberg.  A  visit  to 
Rome  revealed  to  hiiii  the  corruptions  of  the  Ro- 
man Catholic  Church,  and  the  sale  of  indulgences 
bv  John  Tetzel  under  commission  of  Pope  Leo  X. 
determined  him  in  open  oi)position  to  the  Church 
of  Rome.  On  the  31st  of  October,  1517,  he  posted 
his  ninety-five  theses  against  the  doctrine  of  in- 
dulgences on  the  church  door  at  Wittenberg;  in 
1520"he  burned  the  Pope's  Bull  of  excommunica- 
tion; in  1522  translated  the  Nev/ Testament  into 
German;  married  Katharine  Von  Bora,  a  nun,  in 
1524,  and  during  the  same  year  published  the  first 
Hvmn  Book  of^tue  Reformation,containing  sev- 
eral of  his  own  hymns  and  translations  of  the 
Psalms.  From  this  time  forth  Luther's  hymns 
became  immensely  popular,and  one  of  the  most 
l)Owerful  moral  forces  in  accomplishing  the  work 
of  the  Reformation.     He  died  in  1546. 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God 551 

To  us  this  day  a  Child  is  given 67 

Lyte,  Henry  Francis,  a  clergyman  of  the 
Church  of  England,  was  born  in  1793  at  Kelso, 
Scotland.  He  graduated  at  Trinity  College, 
Dublin,  where  he  took  several  prizes  "for  poetry. 
He  was  ordained  to  the  ministry  in  1815,  but  was 
not  converted  until  1818,  when  "he  was  called  to 
comfort  a  brother  minister, who  was  dying  and 
was  w  ithont  peace  and  hope.  It  was  the  blind 
leading  the  blind;  but  in  their  distress  they 
searched  the  Scriptures,  and  both  found  peace  ill 
believing.  From  this  time  on  he  wa<  a  thorough- 
ly evangelical  and  earnest  minister.  He  was 
xJerpetual  curate  of  Lower  Brixham,  Devonshire, 
from  1823  nntil  his  death  in  1847. 

Abide  with  me:  fast  falls  the  eventide 82S 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 540 

Mace,  Frances  Lang-hton,  was  born  at  Orono, 
Maine,  in  1^3(5.  .'^he  was  married  in  1855  to  Ben- 
jamin II.  Mace,  a  lawyer  of  Bangor,  Me.  A  vol- 
ume of  her  poems  was  published  in  Boston  in 
1883  under  the  title  Legends^  Lyrics,  and  Son- 
nets. 
Only  waiting  till  the  shadows SS6 


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Mackay.  Margaret,  the  daughter  of  Captain 
Uobort  >Ia<  k:iv,  of  lletl.irelk'l<l,  near  Inverness, 
Scotland,  was  "born  in  IxM,  ami  was  niairied  in 
1S20  to  Lieulenaiit  L<»lonel  William  Mackay  of 
the  Sixtv-ei:_'htli  Liirlit  Infantry.  She  was  the 
autluu*  of  two  or  tliree  voinmes,  lier  Famihf  at 
Jleathcrdale  beinjr  perhajts  tlie  most  ])oi>»l:»i-. 
The  vear  of  her  «h'alli  is  unknown  to  tiiis  writer. 
Asleep  iu  Jesus  I  blessed  sleep VM 

Mackay,  William  Paton,  is  a  clerirynian.    "We 

have  no  iiifoniiat  ion  coiiferninj,'  him.     The   fol- 

iowinjr  hyina  was  written  iu  ISCO  fur  the"  Uospel 

JIvmns: '"' 

\Ve  praise  thee,  O  God!  for  the  Son  of  thy....  8C9 

HacEellar,  Thomas,  is  an  elder  in  the  Presby- 
terian (  hurcli  at  iJi-rmantown.  near  Philadel- 
])hia,  Tenn,  He  was  born  in  New  York  City  in 
\t>Vl.  He  was  in  the  emi»loy  of  Harper  Jt  Urothers 
as  printer  and  proof-reader  for  many  years.  He 
is  now  the  head  of  the  great  tvite-foundinjr  firm 
of  MarKfllai-.  Smiths  ."t  .Jordan,  IMuladelphia. 
There  is  a  lar.d  immortal G53 

MaflBt.  John  Newland,  a  noted  clergyman  of 
the  >Ietliodist  Kpi.-copal  (hurcli,  South,  wasbo)-n 
in  Dublin,  Iielan<l,  in  IT'.U.  He  joined  the  Wes- 
Icvans  in  )><i:!,  emigrated  to  America  in  ]81<», 
joined  the  New  Kngland  ((uiference,  and  was  a 
member  of  the  same  for  many  years;  moved  to 
Nashville,  Tenn.,  iu  1835  and,  in  connection  wit!i 
Kev.  Lewis (iarrett,  issued  The  Wcxtcrn  Method- 
ist (now  the  Christian  Advoeate,  the  central  or- 
gan of  the  M.  E.  Church,  South);  was  connected 
■with  LaCtrange(  ollege,  Ala.,iu  is:n-s;  chaplain 
to  Congiess  in  1811.  His  later  life  was  somewhat 
checkered.  In  liis  prime  he  was  a  preacher  of 
immense  poimlaritv,  swaving  great  multitudes. 
He  die<i  at  Mobile,  Ala.,  in  is.W. 
Together  let  us  sweetly  live 885 

Malan,  Caesar  Henry  Abraham,  an  eminently 
hpiiilnal  and  u>eiul  French  lueacher  of  (ieneva. 
Switzerland,  born  in  1787,  was  consecrated  to  the 
ministry  in  1810,  and  preached  first  in  .John  Cal- 
vin's I'niversity  at  Geneva.  The  Established 
Cluirch  to  which  he  l.'elongcfl  liad  become  thor- 
oughly ratif)nalistic,  and  Malan  becoming  evan- 
gelical in  his  faith  and  exnerience,  was  at  vari- 
ance with  them, and  was  ciismissed  in  h^l*^.  He 
continiKMl,  however,  to  preach  a  fervent  and 
spiritual  go>-|t('l  until  his  death  in  1SG4. 
It  is  not  death  to  die 027 

Mant,  Richard,  a  Pishop  of  the  Episcopal  ("hurch 
of  Ireland,  was  born  at  Southampton,  Eii'rland, 
(the  bulliplaceof  Isaac  Watts)  in  177i;,  He  was 
the  son  of  a  clergyman  of  the  English  Church; 
praduafed  at  Oxford  in  1801;  entered  the  minis- 
trvof  the  Engli>h  (hurch  in  I81(t,  and  iu  IsJOwas 
consecrated  Jiisliop  of  Killala,  Iicland.  He  was 
the  author  of  numerous  Avorks  aixl  manv  hvmns. 
He  died  in  ISK. 
Jx)rd,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven 25 

March,  Daniel,  a  Congregaf  ional  minister,  au- 

t!ior  of  yiijht  ,Sri  tirs  in  the  Jlililc  and  other  l>op- 

ular  works,  was  born  in  ^(1(5.    He  has  had  various 

jia-^toial  charges. 

Hark,  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling ." 489 

Marcy,  Elizabeth  Eunice,  is  the  wife  of  Oliver 

Mar<v,   EI..I>.,  professor  of   Natui-al  History  in 

lh(!  N<>rtli-we>lern  rniversjtv,  locatecl  at  Evans- 

t<»n.  111.     She  was  born  in  iv2ij. 

Out  of  the  depthfi  to  thee  I  cry K\ 

Marriott,  John,  a  clergyman  of  iho  Church  of 
En;;)  «n<l,  was  the  h(mi  of  a  clerjrvinan,  ami  was 
Intrn  in  J780;  was  educated  at  (5\f<>rd;  took  holv 
orderH  in  1803,  an<l  died  in  1825.    Jliti  Hcrmona 


■were  published  in  1838.    This  is  the  onlv  hymn  he 
wrote: 
Thou,  whose  almighty  word C76 

Marsden,  Joshua,  a  Wesleyan  minister,  was 
born  in  1777;  was  a  wihl  and  wicked  youth,  but, 
being  converted,  he  became  a  useful  ihissionary, 
going  lirst  to  No\a  Scotia,  and  later  to  the  Ber- 
muda Islands.  He  i)nblished  several  volumes, 
among  them  a  book  of  i)oem"8  entitled,  live 
Amusements  of  a  ^[issi<>n. 
(.io,  ye  messengers  of  God 672 

Mason,  John,  an  earnest  and  pious  clergyman  of 
the  English  Church,  lived  in  the  seve'nteenth 
century;  graduated  at  (  amliridge  in  Ui('4,  and 
died  at  the  rectory  of  Water->tiaiford,  lUick- 
inghamshire,  in  I(;'J4.  His  Sjn'rifiud  Soikjs  were 
published  in  Kks:?.  Hewasthe  best  Engli>h  hymn- 
writer  ])receding  Watts,  ami  many  think' they 
can  detect  his  inlluence  u])on  Watts"an<l  Wesley. 
Richard  Baxter  styled  hiin  '*tlie  glory  of  tfie 
Church  of  England." 
Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts.... 807 

Masters,  Mary,  nn  English  iwetess  of  moderate 
gifts  and  leimtalion,  was  born  about  1702.  She 
enjoyed  very  poor  educational  advantages,  and 
lier  early  pcJetic  eflorts  were  always  discouraged 
by  her  parents.  Some  of  lier  poems  are  «lated 
1724.  She  i)ublished  a  volume  of  poetry  in  1733, 
and  a  second  in  1755.  The  year  of  her"  death  is 
not  known. 
'Tis  religion  that  can  give 893 

Matthias,  John  B.    AVe  have  no  facts  concern- 
ing his  life. 
1  saw  a  way-worn  traveler noo 

McDonald,  William,  a  minister  of  the  Method- 
ist Kpiscopal  I  linicii,  was  born  in  nelmont,  .Me., 
iu  ls:>0.  He  joined  the  Miami  (Metluxlist)  Con- 
ference in  184:!:  has  been  a  member  of  several 
(Jouferences,an(l  been  stationed  as  a  jMeacher  in 
various  towns  and  cities  in  the  North  and  West. 
Jn  1870  he  entered  the  evangelistic  work  in  con- 
nection with  Kev.  J.  S.  Inskip,  the  famous  advo- 
cate of  ''(Jhristian  Holiness"  (as  a  "•second  bless- 
ing"), and  has  ever  since  been  engaged  iu  that 
vv(nk.  He  is  the  editor  of  the  Christian  Witnes's 
(formerly  the  Advocate  of  liihle  Jfoliness).  He 
is  the  author  of  seven  nluri-h  mii>ic  books  and 
ten  other  volumes.  These  facts  are  gleaned  from 
a  letter  to  the  author,  dated  Monrovia,  Cal., 
January  31,  1ns<). 
I  am  coming  to  the  cross 8G4 

Medley,  Samuel,  a  P.antist  minister,  was  born 
in  llertlordsliire,  England,  in  17:;^;  was  sur- 
rounded by  jiioiis  iniluences  in  early  life,  but  bo- 
came  a  careless  an<l  wicked  voiilh;  joined  the 
navy,  and  was  severely  wounded.  After  his  re- 
covery heenterecl  the  irimstry  ami  became  jvis- 
1  or  of  a  Baptist  Church  in  E"iver|)ool.  He  died 
in  171M).  His  hymns  (::;0  in  nuniln'i)  were  collect- 
ed and  published  (he  following  year  under  the 
title  of  Medlvfi's  Jliimns. 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays 138 

I  know  that  my  IJe<h'emer  lives US 

Mortals,  awake,  w  ilii  angels  join (iO 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth l:;n 

Merrick,  James,  was  an  ordaine<l  cleiwman  of 
tlu!(  iiurch  of  Kngland.  bit  owing  to  his  health 
he  never  was  alile  to  neiform  )»asioral  work.  He 
]mblishe(l  heveral  volnnu's.  among  tln'm  Poems 
on  Sarrrd  Suttjirts  anil  The  I'salms  Transhded 
or  I'arai>hrasfd  i)i  F.iuilish  lVr.vc,  17G5.  He  was 
boiii  in  I72n  and  clieil  in  17(i!). 
Author  of  good,  wo  rest  (ui  tliee 548 

Midlane,  Albert,  is  a  lay  member  of  iho  Church 
of  England,  lie  was  born  in  is.>5.  In  addition 
to  his  Gospel  Echoes.^  from  which  th:s  hymn  is 


BIOGKArHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


385 


taken,   he    published   in    1865    a    vol  nine    tilled 
Leaves  from  Olivet. 
"•All  things  arc  ready,"  come 855 

Miller,  William  Edward,  an  Enjrlish  clergy- 
man, was  born  in  1700  and  died  in  lb:i'.).    Vic  have 
no  other  facts  concern inij  his  life. 
Oiirsouls,  by  love  togetlier  knit 754 

Mills,  Elizabeth,  an  English  lady,  was  born  in 

JSO.>  nud  died  in  \A-2'i).    She  was  a  Ineniber  of  the 

Chnrch  of  England.    "We  do  not  know  lier  niaid- 

eii  name. 

We  speak  of  the  land  of  the  blest 882 

Milman,  Henry  Hart,  an  eminent  Dean  of  the 
Cluueh  of  England,  and  well  known  as  a  Chnrch 
historian,  was  born  in  London  in  1791;  was  edu- 
cated at  Oxford,  and  in  181()  entered  the  ministry 
of  the  Chnrch  of  England;  was  professor  of 
Poetry  at  Oxford  from  1821  to  1831;  became  Can- 
on of  Westminster  in  1835,  and  was  made  Dean 
of  St.  Paul's  in  1849.     He  died  in  18(58. 

Bound  ui)on  th'  accursed  tree 03 

The  chariot!  the  chariot  I  its  wheels  roll 907 

Milton,  John,  author  of  "Paradise  Lost,"  was 
born  in  London  in  lijOS;  was  educated  at  Cam- 
bridge; became  a  Puritan  in  religion;  Avas  in 
public  service  under  Cromwelhand  narrowly  es- 
caped witli  his  life  at  the  restoration.  He  went 
totally  blind  in  1652.  He  died  in  1674.  His  is  one 
of  the  most  noted  names  in  English  literature. 
The  facts  of  his  life  are  accessible' to  j.ll. 

Let  us,  Avith  a  gladsome  mind 21 

The  Lord  Avill  come,  and  not  be  slow 71 

Montgromery,  James,  the  av ell -known  English 
lioet,  Avas  the  son  of  Rev.  John  Montgomery,  a 
Moravian  missionarv,  and  Avas  born  in  Ayrslui-e, 
Scotland,  in  1771.  He  began  Avriting  |)oetfy  Avhen 
only  ten  years  of  age.  He  Avasaclerkin  "a  Lon- 
don book-store  for  many  years.  P^rom  1792  till  his 
death  in  1854  he  lived  in  Sheffield,  where  he  editeil 
a  paper  and  engaged  in  other  literary  work.  He 
never  married.  His  published  volumes  Averenu- 
merous.  Among  his  poetic  Avorks  Avere  several 
volumes  of  hvnins.  He  aided  Thomas  Cotterill 
in  his  Collection  (1819).  His  Sonqs  of  Zion  (1822), 
Christian  Psalmist  (1825)  and  Original  Hymns 
(1833)  contain  several  hundred  livmns,  amon'g  the 
best  of  Avhich  are  thefoUoAving  twenty-three: 

According  to  thy  gracious  Avord 243 

Angels,  from  the  i-ealms  of  glory 73 

Come  to  the  morning  ])raver.... 788 

Daugliterof  Zion,  from  the  dust 661 

"  Forever  Avith  the  Lord!" 631 

Friend  after  friend  departs 617 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thv  glorious  jn-jme 623 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed 660 

Hark!  the  song  of  jubilee 671 

Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost 188 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  Ave  raise 69'} 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 191 

O  Avhere  shall  rest  be  found 5S8 

Our  Heavenly  Father,  hear 762 

People  of  the  living  God 749 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 769 

Servantof  God,  Avell  done 632 

SoAV  in  the  moin  thy  see<l 500 

Staml  up,  and  blessthe  Lord 8 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  Aveep. 6.30 

"We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 226 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 303 

AVlien  on  Sinai's  top  1  see 104 

Moore,  Thomas,  the  noted  Irish  poet,  was  born 
in  Dublin  in  1779;  began  to  Avrite  poetrv  at  quite 
an  early  age:  graduated  at  Trinitv  College  in 
his  native  city  in  1798,  and  the  followinir  vear 
moved  to  London  and  bcuran  the  studvof  laAV. 
From  L'-OO  nntil  his  death  in  18.V2  he  published 
works  in  prose  and  poetry  too  numerous  to  meu- 

25 


tion.  "Of  all  the  song-Avritcrs  that  ever  Avar- 
bled,or  chantefl,  or  sung,"  says  l'rofessc»r  WiI^^«)n, 
"ihe  best,  in  our  estiniation,'is  vei'ily  none  other 
than  Thomas  ,AIoore."  He  Avas  a  musician  as 
Avell  as  a  i)oet,  and  often  sung  his  own  songs  to 
the  delight  oi  the  social  circles  among  the  great 
and  noble,  avIumc  he  was  evev  a  welcome  and  fa- 
vored visitor.  His  religiouslife  wasany  thmgelse 
but  that  of  a  Christian,  but  his  songs  iue  never- 
theless among  the  sAveetest,  tenderest,  and  mo.-^t 
ail nn red  in  the  Hymn  liook. 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  Avheie'er  ye  languish  294 

0  tliou.who  driest  the  mourner's  tear 539 

More,  Henry,  an  Engli.sh  clergyman,  Avas  born 
in  l(;i4-  graduated  at  Camhridge'in  ]()35,  and  en- 
tered the  ministry,  though  his  life  Avas  devoted 
mostly  to  philosophical  studies  and  to  authorshii). 
He  died  in  1687.  His  hymns  Avere  altered  and 
much  improveil  bv  .John  Weslev. 

Father,  if  justlv  still  Ave  claim 180 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower 181 

Morrison,  John,  a  clergyman  of  the  Chnrch  of 
Scotland,  Avas  born  in  1749.  He  Avas  one  of  a 
committee  of  four,  appointed  in  1775  by  the  Gen- 
eral Assembly  to  revise  the  "Transhitions  and 
Paraphrases''  attached  to  the  old  version  of  the 
Psalms  of  David  in  Meter.  Of  these  revised 
Paraphrases  (published  in  1781)  Dr.  Morrison 
is  the  author  of  seven.  He  died  in  1798. 
To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born 64 

Mote,  Edward,  a  Baptist  minister  of  England, 

Avasborn  in  1797  and  died  in  1836.     His  Hymns  of 

Praise.,  containing  ninety-five  of  his  OAvn  hymns, 

Avas  published  the  year  of  his  death. 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 849 

Muhlenberg-,  William  Aug-ustus,  an  Einsco- 
pal  clergyman,  born  in  Philadelphia,  Penn..  in 
1796;  graduated  at  the  University  of  his  native 
State  in  1814;  entered  the  ministry  in  1817.  He 
Avas  a  pastor  at  various  places  in  "Pennsylvania 
and  NcAV  York.  He  founded  the  Flushinir"(N.  Y.) 
Institute  in  1826,  and  St.  Lnke's  Hosi)ilal  (Xcav 
York  City)  in  1S65,  of  Avhich  he  Avas  the  devoted 
pastor  aiid  snperintendent  nntil  his  death.  He 
also  founded  St.  Johnland,  a  home  for  various 
classes  of  the  needy,  in  18t'5.  He  Avas  a  musician 
as  Aveil  as  a  poet,  and  published  several  volumes 
of  hymns  and  church  mnsic.  He  died  in  1877  in 
his  eighty-first  year. 

1  AA'onld  not  live  ahvay ;  I  ask  not  to  stay....  647 

Like  Noah's  Aveary  dove 738 

Saviour,  Avho  thy  "flock  art  feeding 700 

Zion,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling 135 

Nathan,  El,   is  the  noyn  c7e  phime  of  one  of  the 
Avriters  of   the  "  Gosi)el  Hymns"  who  does  not 
Avish  his  real  name  known.' 
Our  Lord  is  now  lejected 904 

Neale,  John  Mason,  an  eminent  English  cler- 
gyman and  author,  Avas  born  in  London  in  1818; 
gi'aduated  at  Cambridge  in  1840.  and  the  follow- 
ing year  entered  the  ministry;  Avas  ai)iH>inted 
Warden  of  Sackville  College. "Sussex  (an  insti- 
tution for  tlie  age(i),  in  1846,  Avhich  otlice  he  con- 
tinned  to  fill  until  his  death  in  18(5(5.  He  was  tlie 
author  of  numerous  pnblished  volumes,  many  of 
them  evincing  his  antiquarian  and  ritualistic 
tastes.  Among  his  Avorks  are  several  volumes  of 
hymns.  His  Mediaeval  Hymns  (1852)  have  fur- 
nished several  excellent  hymns  lor  modern 
Church  collections. 

Brief  life  is  here  our  portion 6.')4 

Christ  is  made  the  sure  Foundation 680 

Jerusalem  the  golden 652 

Needham,  John,  a  Baptist  nunister  of  England. 
A\  ho  Avas  a  pastor  in  Hertfonlshire,  ard  later 
(1746)  in  Bristol,  Avhere  he  died,  probably  in  tlio 


386 


BIOGRArHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHOUS. 


vcarl787.  The  vear  of  his  deaUi  is  not  known, 
in  1708  he  publishtnl  Jlt/mns  Devotional  and 
Mural,  containing,'  2G;i  «»f  his  own  composition. 

Itijc,  O  uiy  ^oul,  puiMic  tlie  path -KiS 

Nelson,  David,  a  Prc;>bvtcrian  clovjrynian,  was 
lorn  111  .)<.iu'<lt(>ro.  Tcnn.,  in  17n:J.  lie  was  an  in- 
lidcl  in  cailv  nianJiood.  hnl  Iteinj:  roundly  con- 
verted and  fccIinjjcalkMl  lo  the  ministry,  lie  was 
li'-ensed  bv  the  riesbvterv  of  Al)inplon.  \  a.,  in 
ls2:..  He  was  i>astor  in  Danville,  Ky.,from  lS-27 
t<)  1*^:!0,  wlien  he  moved  toiiieenlield.  Mo.,  wheie 
he  founded  a  n»anual  labor  colle'ie  (Marion).  In 
ls;tG  lie  moved  to  Qnincv,  111.  lie  tlied  in  1S44. 
He  is  the  author  of  a  noted  work  which  bears 
manv  marks  of  his  own  jjeniusand  peculiarities 
—  Tlic  (\tiisc  and  Curt'  of'  fitfidclil}/.  (1837). 
My  days  are  glidin-  swiftly  by 880 

Nettleton,  Asahel,  a  Congrejrational  divine  and 
evangelist,  was  born  at  Nortli  Killmj^worth, 
Conn.,  in  17S:?;  p-aduated  at  Vale  Collejre  in  18U'.»; 
was  licensed  to  jireach  in  isil  and  became  a  trav- 
clint:  evan^'elist  in  (  onneclicut,  New  York,  and 
Massachusetts,  wliere  his  preaching  was  ac- 
comiianied  bv  remarkable  awakenin','s  and  fol- 
l(»wed  bv  great  results.  He  was  never  married. 
His  Vill\uic  Hymns  was  published  in  1824.  He 
died  in  lsJ4. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire 189 

Newman,  John  Henry,  a  cardinal  of  the  Ro- 
man (  atiu.lic  Church  in  Kn-land,  was  born  in 
Ixuidon  in  isUl;  graduated  at  Oxford  in  1820, and 
lemaiiuMl  there  several  vears  as  a  tutor  and 
vicar  of  St.  Mary's,  exercising  great  inlluencc 
among  the  voung  men  at  the  I'niversity  in  lavor 
of  Higli  (  iiurcli  principles.    From  theiiateof  his 


Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue S93 

J.ord,  1  cannot  let  theC  go 78;J 

Mary,  to  tiie  Saviour's  tomb 870 

>Iay"the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 92(5 

One  tiu'ic  is,  above  all  others 75 

Salelv  through  another  week 2.J9 

SaviiJur,  visit  thy  plantation 787 

See  the  corn  again  in  ear....  714 

Sweet  was  tlie  tune  when  lirst  1 
Though  trouliles  assail,  and  dani 

'Tis  a  thing  1  long  to  know 

>Vhile  witli  ceaseless  course  the  s 


felt . 
rers. 


ordination  as  iiriest  (182.J)  in  the  Church  of  hn- 
gland  uiild  he  joined  the  Koman  CatholicChurch 
III  isi.-)  he  continued  to  exercise  an  almost  un- 
].aralleled  inlluencc  over  all  the  young  preachers 
who  came  in  contact  with  him.  He  led  many 
Avilh  him  to  the  Church  of  Koine.  He  was  the 
leader  of  what  is  called  tlie  '' Tractarian  Move- 
lucnt."'  He  was  made  a  cardinal  in  1S79. 
Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling 4G2 

Newton,  John,  the  chihl  of  many  prayers,  the 
prolli'Mte  voiitli.  llie  wicked  sailor  boy,  the  con- 
trite penitent,  tin?  happy  Christian,  the  conse- 
crated minister,  the  eminent  divine,  the  sweet 
singer,  was  born  in  London  in  172.').  His  mother, 
adevotedlv  iiious  woman, died  when  he  was  only 
peveu  years  of  age.  His  only  "schooling"  was 
from  h'is  eighth  to  his  tenth  year.  He  was  en- 
gaged in  tlix;  African  slave-tra<le  for  several 
vears,  an<l  was  even  him.self  held  as  a  slave  at 
.■»ne  limn  in  Sierra  Leone.  He  became  an  inlldel, 
but  was  convertcfl  in  a  storm  at  sea  while  re- 
turning from  Africa.  He  married  a  noble  ami 
pious  woman  in  ]7.')0.  He  became  a  minister  in 
17.')8,  but  was  not  ordained  until  in  17()l,  when  he 
obfcfined  the  cuiacv  of  Olney  (near  Cambridge). 
He  remaine.l  hcre"for  nearly  sixteen  years,  be- 
ing intimatelv  associated  with  the  poet  Cowper, 
who  was  joint  author  with  him  of  the  Olnr)i 
JIiimuH  (1779).  S«»on  after  the  appearance  of 
tills  v(»lumc  he  niovecl  to  London,  where  he  did 
faithful  work  as  a  oasK.r  for  many  years,  and 
attained  an  honored  old  age.  He  diecl  in  ISO.. 
TIh;  foll(»wing  twe;itv-two  hymns  are  among  the 
jno>t  valuable  in  thcHymn  Book: 

Ama/.ing  grace!  (how  sweet  the  sound!) TxO 

ApiM-oach,  mv  soul,  the  mercy-seat !Mil 

<  oine,  mv  soul,  thv  snitjirepare «S2 

Davof  judgment,  day  of  won«lerw <k 

(Jbuious  IliingH  of  lliee  are  siioken 2m 

How  lo-t  was  mv  cfuidilion 8.'»(i 

How  sweet  the  name  of  .lesus  sounds l.>:{ 

How  t<'dious  and  tasteless  the  hours Wi') 

In  evil  long  I  lo..k  delight ni2 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  w  ill  not  grow i)92 


,561 

mi 

710 

Nicholson,  James,  an  American  Methodist,  con- 
cerning whom  we  have  been  unable  to  .secure 
anv  information  He  wrote  a  few  hymns,  but  it 
is  not  certain  that  he  wrote  the  lirst  of  the  two 
here  accredited  to  him. 

Hark!   a  voice  from  Kden  stealing 891 

Lord  .Jesu.s,  1  long  to  be  periectly  whole 857 

Noel,  Gerard  Thomas,  a  clergyman  of  the 
Church  of  Kngland.  was  born  in  li82;  was  edu- 
cated at  Kdinburgh  ami  (  ambridge,  filled  vari- 
ous pastoral  charges  in  the  Lstablished  Church, 
and  died  in  1851  while  Vicar  of  Homsey.  One  of 
his  brothers  was  the  Earl  of  (.ainsborough,  and 
another  the  celebrated  Hev.  Baptist  W  .  Noel. 

If  human  kindness  meets  return 240 

^Vhen  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past 5b8 

Occum,  Samson,  a  converte«l  Indian  and  a  min- 
ister of  the  I'resbvlerian  C  hurch,  was  born  in 
1723  at  Mohegan,  Conn.  He  was  licensed  to 
iircach  in  1759  bv  the  Suffolk  Presbytery  of  Long 
Inland.  In  1715(5  he  visited  Kngland  and  rai.sed 
monev  for  a  school  which  afterward  became 
Dartmouth  College.  After  his  return  he  .-ettle.l 
in  Oneida  Count v,  N.  Y.,  where  he  preached  suc- 
cessfullv  among  his  own  jieople  until  lus  death  m 

Olivers,  Thomas,  a  Wesley  an  preacher,  was  born 
in  Tiegoman,  Wales,  in  1725.  He  wa.s  a  wicked 
and  pvolligate  vouth  when  in  bis  wanderings  he 
came  to  liristol".  where  WhitelJeld  wa>  ineaching. 
He  went  to  hear  him  and  was  i»owi'rfnlly  con- 
verted. He  joined  the  Methodists,  and  from  l-o.^ 
until  his  dea"th  in  1799  he  was  one  of  Mr.  >\«'^^'V  s 
most  valued  and  useful  preacheis.  Mr.  ^\esley 
consi.lered  him  a  match  f(n-  'lopladv  m  tl>o  doc- 
trinal discussions  that  tm.k  place  l.etween  the 
Calvinists  and  the  Arniinan  Methodists. 

O  thoutio'l  of  mv  salvation •««; 

The  (io.i  of  Abi  ;drm  praise < 

The  Cod  w  ho  reigns  on  high i» 

Palmer,  Ph^^be,  one  of  the  inost.noted  ^vomo„  of 
\meri  -an  Metbo.iism,  was  born  in  IHt. .  Mie  w  as, 
the  wife  of  Dr.  Walter  I'almer,  a  successful  prac- 
t  cin-  .1  vscini  of  New  Vcnk  City.  She  wa.s  a 
St  iig  believer  in  ami  pn.fessor  of  the  ^^oviv^^^l 
of   entire   sanct illcation.     She  .traveled    ill    >  (^i 


cessiuii\   auioiij;  uia  v'»>  n  i-v^-r-v    . •- - 

1792.     liis  name  is  also  sjielt  Occom  and  Ockuin. 
Awaked  In  Sinai's  awful  sound  .... 


?;i^count,^'a;;da.so.n-Knglaml,adv;u-a,n^^^^^^ 

S;^;:i;!:iw^h'h;r^^o\na;;ea  l;;v 

liVsio  wlerever  she  went,  and  lu-r  inllneuce 
Hid  not  c^a'e  with  her  ,leath  in  187..  ^-^^^^^ 
author  of  numerous  prose  works  «"\^'>"^  ^'V  '  T 
tion.  She  wrote  only  two  or  three  hymns  that 
survived  lier.  _     ,     ,  ^oi 

15elioldlliy  temple,  God  of  grace 09.5 

Palmer  Rav,  an  eminent  Congregational  minis- 
le.  w  .'s  l.on,  at  Little  C.nupt.m.  IL  I.,  >n  1808 
pra"dnatedatVale  College  in  j^;!''.  ^^'l^,  V;^"';ff 
lo  preach  in  is:i2;  was  a  pastor  in  Hath,  Mt  y 
f nMn  is;;r.  K.  is.V).  and  in  .\lbanv,  N.  ^  .,  f>«;'>\  1^^' 
,  U;,  wlwn  he  became  (an.l  7.'"''"'»''  ,  '. 
1S7h\  Secretary  of  the  American  (  ongregational 
T?nion  at  N ew  York.  For  sev(Mal  years  before 
hi"  death  (iu  1887)  he  lived  in  literary  retirement 


BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


387 


^  at  Newark,  N.J.  He  is  the  author  of  a  number 
of  works  in  both  prose  and  poeti'v. 

(  onie,  liolv  Giiost,  in  love 182 

Jesus,  these  eyes  liave  never  seen 145 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts 157 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 398 

Perronet,  Edward,  the  son  of  Rev.  Vincent 
I'enonet,  Vioar  of  Shorehani,  Kent,  England, 
was  born  about  1725  or  I72G.  IJe  became  a  Wes- 
levan  preacher  about  174G  and  continued  such 
until  175(5,  when  the  question  arose  ainong  the 
Methodists  concerning  separation  from  the 
Church  of  England,  which  the  Wesleys  strenu- 
ouslv  opposed  and  Perronet  as  strongly  favored 
anilurii-ed.  He  went  so  far  as  to  administer  the 
Lord's  "Supper  to  the  '•'societies,"  and  wrote  a 
scathing  satire  on  the'Church  of  England,  titled. 
The  Miter,  a  Satyricall  Poem.  The  Wesleys  were 
much  irritated  by  this  production,  and  succeeiled 
in  suppressing  and  destroving  ail  but  about  thirty 
copies.  Perronet  then  joined  the  Lady  Hunting- 
don Connection,  and  later  became  a  Dissenter. 
His  home  was  at  Canterbury  for  several  years 
previous  to  his  death,  which  occurred  in  17'j2. 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 132 

Pierpont,  John,  a  Unitarian  preacher,  was  born 
in  Litchfield,  Conn.,  in  1785;  graduated  at  Yale 
College  in  1804;  after  spending  some  years  as  a 
teacher,  lawyer,  and  merchant,  he  became  a 
minister  when  about  thirty-three  years  old  and 
was  installed  as  pastor  of  the  Hollis  Street  Uni- 
tarian Church  in  Boston,  where  he  remained 
twenty-live  years.  He  was  for  a  while  a  chap- 
lain in  the  army  during  the  late  civil  war,  but 
was  in  the  Government  employment  at  Washing- 
ton when  he  died  in  IStJo. 
On  this  stone,  now  laid  with  prayer 692 

Pope,  Alexander,  the  English  poet,  was  born  in 
London  in  1GS8,  and  died  at  his  villa  at  Twicken- 
ham in  ]7iL  He  was  deformed  and  afflicted. 
As  a  poet  he  was  made,  not  born.  His  poetry  is 
mechanical  and  imitative,  but  nevertheless  holds 
an  honored  and  permanent  place  in  English  lit- 
eratuie.  He  was  a  Roman  Catholic  in  religion. 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 842 

Prentiss,  Elizabeth  Payson,  the  author  of 
Stepping  Heavenward,  was  the  daughter  of  that 
saintly  man,  Rev.  Edward  Payson,  of  Portland, 
Maine",  where  she  was  born  in'iSlS.  She  became 
a  contributor  of  both  prose  and  poetry  to  the 
YoiitlVs  Companion  as  early  as  her  sixteenth 
year.  She  was  a  devotetlly  pious  woman.  She 
taught  school  in  Portland,  in  Ipswich,  Mass.,  and 
in  Richmond,  Va.  She  was  married  in  1845  to 
Rev.  George  L.  Prentiss,  D.D.,  an  eminent  Pres- 
byterian divine  and  professor  in  Union  Theolog- 
ical Seminary  of  New  Y'ork  City.  She  was  never 
in  robust  health,  but  did  much  literary  work, 
publisliing  several  popular  volumes,    llcv  Step- 


ping Heavenward  (18(59)  is  one  of  the  most  popu- 
lar books  ever  published  in  the  English  language. 
She  died  in  1878.     The  following  hvmn  is  taken 


from  her  Golden  Hours,'  or^,  Hymns  and  Songs 
of  the  Christian  Life  (1874): 
"  More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ 41G 

Rabanus  Maurus,  Bishop  of  Marence,  was  born 
at  Mayence  about  776,  and  died  there  m  85(5.  lie 
was  educated  at  tlie  cloister-school  at  Fulda,  to 
the  headship  of  which  he  was  soon  afterward 
appointed.  He  was  made  a  Bishop  in  847.  He  is 
the  author  of  several  works,  among  them  two 
volumes  of  hymns. 
Creatoi-,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 167 

Raffles,  Thomas,  a  popular  and  influential  In- 
<lepen<lent  preacher  of  England,  was  born  in 
Eomlon  in  1788;  w^as  converted  at  ten  years  of 
age  antl  joined  the  Methodists,  but  later  united 


with  the  Independents;  was  educated  at  Homer- 
ton  College  under  Dr.  J.  I've  Smith;  was  or- 
dained in  1809.  He  was  for  llfty  years  the  most 
popular  prearher  m  Liverpool,  wiiere  he  died  in 
1863.  As  early  as  I8i2  he  contribule<l  .several 
liymns  to  W.  B.  Collyer's  Collection,  and  in  1853 
lie  publishet-l  a  Supplement  to  Dr.  Watts' s  Psalms 
and  Hymns,  containing  many  of  his  own  pieces. 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  ma'n  retires 757 

JMustl  my  brother  keep 499 

Rankin,  J.  E.,  is  a  Pre&byterian  divine  and  pas- 
tor living  in  Orange,  New  Jersey.  He  is  well 
known  as  an  able  writer  and  frequent  contrib- 
utor to  the  leligious  journals  of  the  country.  He 
has  written  only  a  fe\V  hymns. 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again 918 

Reed,  Andrew,  an  I-2nglish  Independent  minis- 
ter, was  born  in  London  in  1788;  graduated  at 
Hackney  College,  and  soon  afterward  became 
pastor  of  a  Church  in  East  London,wh3re  he  re- 
mained for  fifty  years.  In  18:34  on  a  visit  to 
America  he  received  from  Yale  College  the  de- 
gree of  D.D.  He  i)iiblished  a  Supplement  to 
Watts  in  1817,  a  revised  and  enlarged  edition  of 
wdiich  appeared  in  1841,  containing  27  hymns  by 
himself  and  19  hy  his  wife,  Mrs.  PZlizabeth  Holmes 
Reed.     He  died  at  Hackney,  London,  in  1862. 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine 187 

Spirit  Divine,  atteiitl  our  prayer 172 

Reed,  Elizabeth  Holmes,  the  wife  of  Dr.  An- 
drew Reed,  was  the  daughter  of  a  prosperous 
London  merchant.  Her  maiden  name  was 
Holmes.  She  was  born  in  1794,  married  in  181(5, 
and  died  in  18(57.  She  contributed  nineteen 
hymns  to  her  husband's  Hymn  Book  (1841). 
'O  do  not  let  the  woni  depart 272 

Richter,  Christian  Frederic,  was  born  at  So- 
rau,  in  Silesia,  in  1676;  graduated  at  the  Univer- 
sity of  Halle,  and  became  identified  with  tlie 
celebrated  orphanage  there;  was  a  pious  and 
useful  man.  He  is  the  author  of  thirty-three  ex- 
cellent and  spiritual  hymns. 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace....  568 

Robins,  Gurdon,  was  born  at  Hartford,  Conn., 
in  181:^.  He  Avas  a  bookseller  and  publisher. 
His  health  was  permanently  injured  during  the 
late  civil  war.  After  the  war  he  held  aclerkship 
in  the  Citv  Hall  at  Hartford.  He  was  a  member 
of  the  Baptist  Church.  He  died  in  1883. 
There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen 639 

Robinson,  Georg-e,  was  an  Englishman,  and 
probably  a  clergyman,  who  contribute(l  live 
hymns  (o  Dr.  Leifchikl's  Original  Hymns  (1843). 
He  has  not  been  identified  as  yet,  and  hence  no 
facts  of  his  life  can  be  given. 
One  sole  bai)tismal  sign 193 

Robinson,  Robert,  was  born  m  Swafl'ham,  Nor- 
folk, England,  in  17o5.  He  received  a  good 
grammar-school  education.  At  the  age  of  foxir- 
teen  he  was  apprenticed  to  a  London  hair-dresser, 
but  the  Lord  was  ])repariug  him  for  a  higher 
calling.  He  was  converted  among  the  iNIethodi&ts 
in  histwentieth  year,  and  became  a  lay  preacher 
among  them;  but  soon  left  them  and  became  an 
Independent.  In  less  than  a  year,  however,  he 
became  pastor  of  the  Baptist  Church  at  Cam- 
bridge, where  he  remained  as  an  "open  commun- 
ion" Baptist  until  his  death  in  1790.  He  was 
succeeded  by  Robert  Hall.  He  was  a  very  pojm- 
lar  preacher,  and  author  of  several  worts.  We 
cannot  find  any  trustworthy  evidence  of  his  ever 
being  a  backslider,  as  has  been  frequently  pub- 
lished. 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 525 

Mighty  God,  while  angels  bless  thee 140 

Rothe,  John  Andrew,  was  born  in  1688.  studied 
theology  at  Leipsic,  ami  became    a    Moravian 


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BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


preacher.    Ho  \va>  i.astor  at  llerrnluit  until  1737, 
when  lie  resigned  ami  became  a  Lutheran  minis- 
ter,    lie  (He.l  in  17.-»s. 
Now  1  have  foiiml  the  ground  wherein 37S 

Russell,  Arthur  Tozer,  a  derjiyman  of  the 
lluucli  of  Kn;,'lai)il,  was  l>orn  at  Nortliaini)ton  in 
l^Xi;  was  etiiicated  at  (  ainltrid^je;  entered  the 
ministry  in  ls;;o;  lilled  variouHi  |)astoral  charges, 
and  dieJl  as  rector  of  Sontliwick,  Sussex,  in  1874. 
He  i)nl)lished  Jlt/mns  for  Public  U'lnshin  (md 
Privalc  Dcrotion  (ls4S),and  J'sahns  (ind  Jli/nins, 
Partlii  (h-i(jinitl  and  Pttrlli/  Sclccd-d  "(1S.-)1). 
Many  of  his  hymns  and  trau^jliitions  arc  found  in 
Episcopal  collections. 
To  us  this  day  a  (.  hild  is  given G7 

Ryland,  John,  a  distinjrui^hcd  Rapllst  minister 
of  Kii;,daiid,  was  horn  at  Warwick  m  17.");}.  His 
fatlier  was  a  IJaptist  minister.  He  received  a 
good  education,  i)ecame  a  preacher  in  his  eight- 
ecntii  year,  and  was  associate*!  witii  his  father  at 
North.iinjjton  both  in  teachinir  and  jneaching. 
At  the  instance  of  William  (  arev  he  took  an  act- 
ive part  in  organizing  the  -  Ilaptist  Missionary 
Society."  He  moved  to  Hrisiol  in  17'.):5,  to  take 
charge  of  the  Baptist  Cliurclx  and  an  Academy 
located  there.    He  died  in  1^2.1. 

Lord.  1  delight  in  thee 510 

Schefl3.9r,  John  Ang-elus,  an  eminent  mystic  of 
the  M'vcntcentli  (■cnliuy,l>etter  known  as  ''Ange- 
lus  silesins,"  was  horli  of  Lnliieran  parents  in 
1024  at  fJreslau,  Silesia.  He  was  carlv  enamored 
of  the  writings  of  tl>e  my>tics,and  became  a  dis- 
ciple of  .Jacob  Boehme.  'lie  enier(>(l  tl»e  medical 
]>rofession,  and  in  1045)  received  tlie  api)ointment 
of  private  physician  to  the  Duke  of  Wiiitemberg- 
Oels.  The  I.iitiicran  clergv  regarded  sclielller  as 
a  heretic,  and  llnding  no  svnipaliiv  in  them,  he 
went  to  tiie  Homan  Catholic  (  hiirch.  He  now 
became  private  i)hysician  to  the  Kmpcror  Ferdi- 
nand lll.,l)nt  soon  abandoned  ids  profession  and 
entered  tlie  priestlioorl,  reMirning  to  Breslau, 
where  lie  died  in  l(i77.  Mo^t  of  his  hvmns  were 
written  bebnehc  became  a  Roman  Catholic. 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my  tower 474 

Schmolke,  Benjamin,  a  German  divine  and 
hymn-writer,  was  born  in  l(i72;  graduated  at 
Ix'ipsic  in  1*5 17:  became  vasl(tr  of  a  cinirch  in 
Schweidnitz  in  1702,  an<l  remained  there  until  his 
death  in  17:57.  His  Poems  were  published  at  Tu- 
Ijin^fcn  in  1740. 
My  Jesus,as  thou  wilt 509 

•htei-  of  a  Dis- 

^        t 

Noiwich  ill  17(is.  Slie  was  marricil  to  Uc'v.  Klisha 
Williams,  President  of  Vale  College,  in  \1'A. 
She  ha<l  been  introduced  to  himon  a  previous  visit 
to  KnLrlan<l  by  Dr.  Doddrid-c.  Picsident  Will- 
iams di«'rl  in  17.')4,  and  in  17f)l  tiie  wulow  marrieil 
Hon.  Willi.im  Smith,  of  New  York.  I'pon  his 
ticath  in  17f>'.>  his  widow  relurneil  to  Connecticut. 
She  died  at  Wtdhersdeld,  Conn.,  in  177(».  she  is 
rcpreseided  as  a  woman  of  deep  jdety  and  of  un- 
u<n.al  intclb'ctual  gifts. 

"03 


Scott,  Elizabeth,  was  the  daughtei-  of  a  Dis- 
>cMliiiir   mini>ter  of    Kngland,  and  was  born  at 


See  how  tiie  moining  sun. 


Scott,  Sir  Walter,  the  distinguished  Scotch-Rn- 
kIisIi  poet  and  writer  of  (ictiou,  is  too  well  known 
to  need  any  thing  hert!  but  a  Itricf  mention  of  lh<' 
h'ading  cl.itps  of  his  life.  He  was  i»orn  in  lOdin- 
burgh  in  1771,  and  receive<|  :i  goo(|  e(|ucat ion  in 
the  Hi^rh  ScIhkiI  and  riiivei>it  v  of  his  native  city. 
HiH  care(!r  as  a  poet  and  no\c(isl  w:is  a  brilliaiit 
one,  and  no  n;iinr!  holds  ;i  more  iionoii'd  and 
r»erm.'inent  place  in  Kiigli~li  litei;il  lire  I  haii  his. 
Fl«'  di<'<l  at  his  beautiful  home.  Abbottsfoni,  ne.ir 
lh(!  w»iilhern  bfirdei- of  Scoilainl.  in  ls:!2. 

The. lav  of  wr.atii,  th.il  die.idfiil  d.-iv .'01 

■VViieu  Ibrael,  of  the  Lord  belovecl T.r.O 


Scott,  Thomas,  was  an  English  Presbvierian 
clergyman,  and  brother  of  Elizabeth  Sco'tt  (just 
noticed).  He  was  born  at  Norwich  near  the  be- 
ginning of  the  eighteenth  century,  and  succeeded 
Mr.  Baxter  as  jia-torof  the  Presbyterian  Church 
at  Ipswich  in  17:J7.  He  died  about  177(i.  He  was 
the  author  of  a  tiauslation  in  verse  of  the  Ixwk 
of  .Job  (1771)  and  of  a  volume  of    Lyric  l\}cms 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise 289 

Scriven.  Joseph,  w  as  born  in  or  near  Dublin,  Ire- 
land, ill  1.S20.  He  was  there  connected  with  the 
IMymonlli  Brethren,  but  ui)on  his  coming  to 
America  in  1N4.">  he  lost  his  former  ecclesiastical 
relations.  He  lived  f.)r  twentv  vears  in  Port 
Ho|)e,  Out.,  where  he  enjoved  the  ieputati<ui  of 
being  a  devout  and  sincere  Christian  ami  a  suc- 
cessful lay  -  lueacher.  His  Jlymns  and  (Jtfter 
I'crAcs  were  published  at  Peterborough  in  '.SGO. 
He  died  October  10,  iShtJ, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus 874 

Seagrave,  Robert,  a  i)ious,  earnest,  an«l  conse- 
crated cleigyman  of  Eujiland,  was  the  son  of 
Bev.  l{ol)ert  Seagrave,  Vicar  of  Twyford,  Leices- 
tershire, wliere  he  was  born  in  \wA.  He  gradu- 
ate<l  at  Camljiidge  in  1714  and  took  orders  in  the 
EsiablisluMl  Church  the  follow  ing  yeai,  but  was 
much  troubled  over  the  lax  morals  of  the  clergy. 
He  addressed  several  pamphlets  to  them  on  the 
subject,  but  soon  followed  the  exaini)le  of  >\  liite- 
field  and  began  preaching  indeiiendently  abmit 
17.38.  He  seems  to  have  w  ith<lrawn  entirely  from 
the  Established  Church.  He  lived  until  17:>.'>,  do- 
ing much  good  both  by  his  writings  and  his 
l»reaching.  He  published  a  volume  of  Jlymnx 
for  Cfirisdan  Worship  (1742),  which  w  ent  Ihroujrh 
three  editions.  He  wrote  about  IHty  hymuh  him- 
self. 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 4.").'", 

Selina,  Countess  of  Huntingrdon.    See  Huu- 

tmgdcm. 

Shepherd,  Thomas,  an  English  Congregational 
cler-yman,  was  born  in  KM;.').  After  his  gradua- 
tion at  the  Ciiiversity  he  took  orders  in  the  Es- 
tablished Church,  but  in  1(104  he  became  a  Con- 
u-regationalist.  From  170()  till  his  death  in  17:50 
lie  was  pastor  of  a  church  in  Braintree,  E.^scx. 
Must  .Icsus  bear  the  cross  alone 542 

Shirley,  Walter,  a  very  useful  clercryman  of  the 
{  liurch  of  Engl:md,  canic  of  a  noble  family,  his 
brother  being  Earl  Ferrers.  He  was  born  iii  172.^. 
He  was  a  cousin  of  Selina,  Countess  of  Hunt- 
ingdon, and  aideil  her  in  many  of  her  trood  works, 
levi-^iMj;  and  editinir  the  hymn  book  that  .-^he  had 
jireparetl  for  her  ( Onnection.  He  wrote  se\«'ral 
livnins,  but  ;iUerei|  ;md  improved  more  than  he 
w-rote  himself.  The  following  is  a  hymn  which 
he  altereil  ;ind  improved. 
Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 40() 

Sitfourney,  Lydia  Huntley,  a  distinguished 
American  iioetess,  was  born  at  Norwich,  (Onn.. 
in  1701.  She  received  a  goo<l  education,  and  as 
early  ns  ISIO  she  opened  in  Norwich  a  school  for 
voting  ladies,  but  removed  to  Hartford,  (onn.,  in 
IsN,  continuing  her  work  there  as  ;i  teacher.  In 
isl.-)  she  issueil  her  first  volume  of  ))oems.  In 
isi!)  slie  m.irried  Mr.  <  liarles  Sigournev,  of  Hart- 
f(ud,  w  ho  di«'d  in  Is.'d.  She  siirviveil  him  eleven 
vears,  dvin;r  in  ImCm.  She  w.is  ;i  woin.-in  of  lovely 
Cliri-li.an  ch.ir.acli'i-  as  well  as  of  Miperi(»r  intel- 
lect ii;il  .Mild  poetic  ;rifts. 
(;olotliy  rest,  fair  child G07 

Simpson,  Jane  Cross,  was  the  daughter  of 
.lames  Bell,  Es<|.,  a  l.iwyer  of  C.lasgow,  S<'(»tland. 
The  hvmu  here  accredited  to  her  was  contributed 
to  [Uv  I'.'diidiiinih  I.ifrrari/  Joiirnnl  Ifuv  Febru- 
ary 20,  1^31),  of  whi(  h  her  brother,  Henry  G.  Bell, 


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wa3  the  editor.  She  -Nvrote  in  this  periodical  un- 
der the  noni  de  plume  of  "■  (Jerinide,"  under 
which  name  she  ])ublislied  her  p(;etica.l  i)roduc- 
tions  in  a  volume  titled  April  Hours  (1S:]8),  w'u;!e 
this  hymn  is  also  found.  vShe  is  the  author  of  sev- 
eral other  volumes.  8he  was  born  in  the  early 
part  of  this  century,  and  is  probably  now  ile'- 
ceased,  though  the  year  of  her  death  is  hot  known 
to  the  author. 
Go,  when  the  morning  shineth 913 

Slade,  Mariana  B.,  is  the  daughter  of  Mrs. 
Mary  I>.  C.  Slade  (see  next  sketch)-  •'^he  was  at 
one  "time  teaching  in  IJrooklyn,  N.  Y.  She  has 
since  married,  but  the  name  of  her  husbanil  is 
unknown  to  tills  writer. 
Up  to  the  bountiful  Giver  of  life 890 

Slade,  Mary  B.  C,  was  the  wife  of  a  clergyman 
ol  Fall  Kiver,  ]Mass.  She  was  born  in  182(3  and 
died  in  1882.  She  was  a  teacher,and  at  one  time 
assistant  editor  of  the  ''■New  Kngland  Journal  of 
Education,"  which  position  she  resigned  to  start 
"  Wide  Awake,"  a  well  -  known  publication, 
which  she  continued  to  edit  until  her  death.  She 
was  a  warm-hearted  Christian  woman.  Most  of 
her  hymns  were  written  for  Prof.  U.  31.  Mcintosh. 

Are  vou  staying,  safely  staying 847 

From  all  the  dark  places 915 

Sweetly,  Lord,  have  we  heard  thee  calling..  %^ 

Smith,  Samuel  Francis,  a  distinguished  Bap- 
tist minister,  was  born  in  Boston  in  1808;  gradu- 
ated at  Harvard  in  1829  (in  Dr.  Oliver  Wendell 
Holmes's  class),  an  I  at  Andover  Seminary  in 
1882.  For  eighteen  months  he  was  the  editor  of 
the  Baptist  Missionary  Magazine.  In  1834  he 
became  pastor  of  the  First  Baptist  Church  in 
Waterville,  Maine,  and  also  a  professor  in  the 
college  locate  I  there.  In  1842  he  became  pastor 
of  the  First  Baptist  Church  in  Newton,  Mass.,  and 
also  editor  of  the  Christian  Review.  In  1854  he 
resigned  his  pastoracy  to  become  editor  of  the 
American  Baptist  Union  and  to  devote  himself 
more  fully  to  literary  pursuits.  In  184o  he  edited 
The  Psalmist.,  a  valual)le  collection  of  hymns 
which  has  had  wide  circulation  among  the  Bap- 
tist Churches  of  America. 

JNIy  country  !  'tis  of  thee 728 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 235 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 6G5 

"Wlien  shall  we  meet  again 887 

When  thy  mortal  life  is  lied 290 

Yes!  my  "native  land,  I  love  thee 917 

Spang-enberg-,  Aug-ustus  Gottlieb,  a  Mora- 
vian Bishop,  was  born  in  1704;  graduated  at  the 
University  of  Jena;  joined  Count  Zinzendorf  in 
his  work,'l)eginning  his  ministry  at  Herrnhut  in 
1735;  visited  the  Churches  of  the"  Brethren  in  En- 
gland and  America;  was  ordained  Bishop  at 
Herrnhut  in  1744;  died  in  1792. 
High  on  his  everlasting  throne 222 

Stanley,  Arthur  Penrhyn,  Dean  of  Westmin- 
ster, was  born  at  Alderley,  England,  in  18 15.  At 
the  age  of  fourteen  he  became  a  pupil  under  Dr. 
Arnold  at  Rugby,  where  he  displayeda  strength 
of  moral  character  which  was  a  prophecy  of  the 
future  man  that  was  to  he.  He  graduated  at 
Oxford  in  1837,  and  was  a])pointed  professor  of 
Ecclesiastical  History  there  in  185(5.  In  1854  he 
became  Dean  of  Westminster.  He  died  in  1881. 
He  was  a  man  of  bro-id  and  liberal  Christian 
Aiews.  His  contributions  to  theological  litera- 
ture are  well  known. 

Day  of  wrath,  O  dreadful  day 595 

O  Master,  it  is  good  to  be 85 

Steele,  Anne,  was  born  in  1716.  She  was  the 
daughter  of  l{ev.  William  Steele,  a  Baptist  min- 
istei'  of  Bioughton,  Ham))shire.  England.  She 
joined  her  father's  Church  in  herfourteenth  year. 
Owing  to  an  injury  received  in  her  childhootl  she 


was  an  invalid  forlife,often  suffering  *vere  j)aini 
which  i)erliai)s  accounts  lor  the  sail  and  melan- 
choly strains  in  which  she  sings,  she  nevei-  mar- 
ried—her  lover  was  drowned  a  few  days  liefoic 
the  date  set  for  the  marriage.  Her  pf.cms  were 
published  under  the  pseudoiivin  of  **Tlie()<l(..-.ia." 
and  appeared  in  two  volumes' in  1700.  she  wa;,  a 
woman  of  deep  piety.  >\w  has  written  some 
beautiful  hymns.    She  died  in  1778. 

Father  of  mercies,  in  tliy  word (m 

Father,  whate'er  of  eartiily  bliss 545 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour 610 

O  Thou  whose  mercy  hears 3G7 

Tiie  Saviour  calls:  let  every  ear 283 

Thou  Refuge  of  my  soul 533 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  awav HOD 

Ye  wretched,  huligry,  starving  poor.....' 278 

Stennett,  Joseph,  an  English  Baptist  minister, 
was  tlie  son  of  Hev.  F:dward  Stennelt,  ami  w«s 
born  in  1003;  received  a  good  education,  ami  sijent 
five  years  teaching  in  London;  entered  the  min- 
istry, and  in  1090  became  ijast<n-of  a  Seventh-Day 
Baptist  Church  in  Devonshire  Squaie,  London", 
and  continued  to  labor  here  until  his  death  in 
1713. 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done 257 

Stennett,  Samuel,  an  English  Ba])tist  minister, 
and  grandson  of  the  preceding,  was  also  .-on  of  a 
minister.  Rev.  Joseph  Stennett.  He  was  Ijorn  in 
1727  at  F^xeter.  Entering  the  ministry  he  l)ecame 
his  father's  assistant  ami  subsequeiitly  his  suc- 
cessor in  the  pastoracy  of  the  Baptist  Church  in 
I^ittle  Wild  Street,  London.  He  was  a  favored 
friend  of  George  III.,  but  he  declined  all  offers 
looking  to  his  advancement.  He  died  in  1795- 
He  comjiosed  about  thirty-nine  hymns.  The  four 
generations  of  Stennetts  were  noted  for  their 
ability  and  piety  in  the  Baptist  ministry. 

Maj'estic  sweetness  sits  enthroned ". 154 

On  Jordan's  .-tormy  banks  I  stand 051 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 349 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace G85 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord 008 

Stowell,  Hug-h,  an  esteemed  minister  of  the 
Church  of  England,  was  the  son  of  an  F^piscopal 
clergvman,  and  was  born  on  the  Isle  of  3Ian  in 
1799.  '  He  graduated  at  Oxford  in  1822,  and  the 
following  year  took  orders  in  the  Established 
Church,  in'  which,  after  filling  various  .stations, 
he  was  made  an  honorary  Canon  of  Chester  Ca- 
thedral, and  afterward  rural  Dean  of  Salford. 
He,  was  an  earnest  and  broad-hearted  Low- 
churchman, with  thoroughly  evangelical  sympa- 
thies. Just  after  his  deatli  in  1805  forty -six  of 
his  hymns  were  iniblished. 
F'rom  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 707 

Straphan,  Joseph,  was  born  in  1757.    He  was  a 
member  of  the  Church   of   England.     No  other 
facts  concerning  his  life  aie  known. 
Mercy,  descending  from  above 704 

Strong:,  Nathan,  an  eminent  Congregational 
divine,  was  born  in  Coventry,  Conn.,  in  1748. 
He  took  the  valedictory  at  Yale  in  1709, over  a 
future  president  of  the  college,  Timothy  Dwight. 
He  was  a  tutor  in  the  college  in  1772,  and  in  1773 
he  acceiited  a  call  to  the  First  Congregational 
Church  of  Hartf(n-d,  Conn.,  where  he  continued 
to  labor  until  his  death  on  Christmas-iiay  ISKi. 
He  was  a  man  of  unusual  moral  and  intellectual 
strength. 
Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 725 

Swain,  Jose-nh,  wa«  a  useful  Baptist  minister  of 
England.  lie  was  born  in  17(il.  In  1792  lie  was 
ordained  ])astor  of  a  Church  in  Walworth,  where 
he  remained  until  his  death  in  1790.  His  ir«^ 
xcorth  Hi/mns  appeared  in  1792. 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  the  sight 735 

O  Thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes....  370 


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BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


Tappan,  William  Brig-ham,  was  born  at  T.ev- 
erlv,  Mas-s.,  in  17'.«1.  In  early  manhood  he  tauiilit 
school  ill  IMiilatU  Ipiria.  I'roni  1>2*}  until  his  titalh 
huwas  in  the  cm  ploy  of  the  Auieiican  5?unil;iy- 
>ch(H>|  Union  us  manajrer  ami  superintentlenl— 
at  IMiilaik'li.hia  (isutV-'::.!',  at  Cincinnati  (ls2y-';M), 
at  riiila.lolphia  (1n;4-':JS),  ami  at  J5o>ion  (lS3S-'4'.)). 
In  JS41  he  ohtaiiuMl  lici-use  to  i>rea(h  as  a  Con- 
grcj;ational  minister,  bnt  not  iiavmg  any  ]»a.slor- 
jil  Charge  he  was  never  onlauu'il.  From  1S19  to 
l!>4l»  he  conlinucil  to  write  ami  jjublish  poetry, 
amounting;  in  all  to  eight  or  ten  volumes,  lie 
dietl  at  West  Nee<lham,  Mass.,  in  ISW. 

There  is  an  lu>ur  of  i)eacefnl  rest Goo 

'Tis  mitlnight;  ami  on  Olive's  brow 110 

Tate,  Nahum,  was  tlie  son  of  an  Irish  clercvman, 
au'l  was  born  at  Dnljlin  in  K,:,2.  After  his  ^rail- 
ualion  at  the  University  of  Dublin  he  settled  in 
J.omlou,  and  entered  upon  a  literary  career. 
lie  soon  wt»n  iei)ntation  as  a  ]H»et,  pubiishmjj: 
successive  voliMues  from  time  to  time.  In  1G'.)2 
he  became p«H't-laiireate.  In  lODG  he  piiblishefl,  in 
connection  with  Itev.  N.  Brady  (1G5;)-172G),  Chap- 
lain in  Ordinary,  a  New  I'er.sion  of  the  rsalms 
of  David  Fitted  to  the  Tunes  Cscd  in  the  Chiireh. 
This  version  supiilanted.  by  royal  and  episcopal 
anthoritv,  the  "Old  \  ersion "  liy  Sicrnhold, 
Hoiikins'and  otiiers,  and  is  to  this  day  the  au- 
thorizeil  vcir-ion  ()f  the  (  liurch  of  Knjrlaiid  fonn<l 
in  the  I'raycr  Hook.  It  is  not  known  which  of 
the  rsalms'were  translated  by  lirady  and  which 
by  Tate;  bnt  as  Tate  was  ])oei-lanreMte,  he  is 
sripi)ose<l  to  have  done  the  jr''*^':*^!^^'"  I'-i'l-  of  tlie 
work.  In  addition  to  this  joint  work,  he  pub- 
lished several  volumesof  poetry  before  his  death 
in  171:'). 

As  |)ant3  the  hart  for  cooling  streams ?,:>:i 

Tlirou;.'h  all  the  clian^'ing  scenes  of  life Sr.O 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Oho^fc 022 

"NVliile  shepherds  watched  their  Hocks 01 

Tennyson,  Alfred,  the  jioet  -  laureate  of  En- 
ulai.d,  IS  so  well  known  as  to  render  any  but  a 
brief  mention  unnecessary.  He  was  born  in  Lin- 
colnshire in  islO,  the  son"  of  an  Knt^lish  clergy- 
man. While  he  was  yet  an  undergraduate  at  Cain- 
hridge  his  llrst  volume  of  poetry  appeared,  and 
he  lias  ever  since  been  writing  an'd  imblishing  po- 
etry. Upon  the  death  of  Wordsworth  in  1S5U  he 
Avas  made  ijoet-laurcate.  In  iss-l  he  was  elevat- 
ed to  the  peerage  with  the  title  of  Baron  Tenny- 
fion  d'Kvncoiirt. 
Late,  late,  so  late!  and  dark  the  night  and...  320 

Tersteegren,  Gerhard,  a  iiious  and  \isefnl  mys- 
tic of  the  eiglitccnih  ccutnry,  was  born  at  ^Lirs, 
(Germany,  m  1G!»7.  He  was  carefully  educated  in 
his  chiblluiod,  and  then  api>rentice"<l  (171'))  to  his 
older  brother,  a  shop-keeper.  He  was  religiously 
inclined  from  his  youtii,  ami  upon  coining  of  age 
he  secured  an  huinble  cottage  near  Muhlheini, 
where  he  led  a  lif(!  of  seclii>i*)n  and  self-denial 
for  many  years.  At  about  thirty  years  of  age  he 
began  to  exhort  and  preach  in  private  and  ))iib- 
lic  gathcriiigH.  His  inllnence  became  very  gi'eat, 
such  was  his  reputation  for  pielv  and  his  success 
in  (alkiiig,  preachimr,  and  writing  concerning 
spiritual  religion.  He  wrote  one;  hundred  and 
eleven  hymns,  mo^t  of  wiii(di  appeared  in  his 
tipiritiKil  h'toircr-ddrdeii  (17:U).    He  died  in  17()!t. 

(.od  calling  yi-t!  shall  I  not  hear 2'.t2 

Thou  hidden  lo\eof  (Joil,  wht)se  height r)20 

Thomas  of  Celano  is  so  called  from  fclnno,  a 
town  <. II  lh(!  borders  of  Lake  Fiicino,  Hal  v.  He 
w.is  born  the  lalUjr  jiarl  of  the  twelfth  century. 
He  joined  tlu"  order  of  Friars  foumled  iiySt.  Fran- 
cis of  Assisl,soon  atler  lis  organi/;itl.»n  in  120S. 
He  had  charge  successively  of  the  Franciscan 
ronv<-nls  of  Worms.  Meiz.  a'nd  Cologne.  At  the 
ilcath  of  St.  Franclb  in  1220  he  returned  to  Assisi, 


and  hy  appointment  of  Pope  Greporv  IX..  wrote 
the  lileof  s«t.  Francis,  The  year  of  "his  tleaili  is 
not  known.  His  Dies  7r<r, 'the  greatest  ttl  all 
the  Latin  hymns,  has  been  attributed  to  Bei  nanl 
of  Clairvaux,  tiivgoiy  the  Cireat,  and  others. 
The  inepoiidcrance  of  evidence,  however,  seems 
to  be  in  favor  of  the  authorship  of  Thomas  ol  <,  e- 
lano.  His  celebrated  hymn  has  had  various  ren- 
derings into  Kiiglish,  among  the  best  of  which 
are  the  following: 
Dav  of  judgment,  dav  of  wonders..AVj/7on..  020 

l)av  of  wrath.  O  drea'.lfid  dav Slantci/..  5»r» 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful....  H'.  Scutl  5;)1 
Thvupp,  Dorothy  Anne,  was  born  in  London  in 


died  in  1M7.     she  was  never  married. 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  u^ 701 

Toplady,  Aug-ustus  Montag-ue,  was  the  son  of 

an  ollicer  in  the  Hi  iti>li  army.  His  mother  was 
a  woman  of  reiuaikal)le  piety.  He  was  born  at 
Farnliam,  Surrey,  in  1740.  He  was  converted  in 
17.')0  through  the  preaching  of  an  unlettered  lay- 
man whom  young  Toplady  found  discoursing  "in 
a  "barn"  in  which  he  took  refuge  in  a  raiii- 
stoiin.  This  was  at  Codymain  in  Iieland.  whith- 
er the  moiher  (now  a  widow)  and  her  son  luul 
gone  to  look  after  her  claims  to  an  otal*-  there. 
He  soon  after  entered  Trinity  (  ollege,  Dublin,  as 
a  student  for  the  ministry,  "in  17.')S,  through  the 
inllnence  of  Dr.  Manton's  sermons  on  the  se\en- 
teeiith  chapter  of  -John,  be  iiecame  a  conlirmed 
ami  extreme  Calvini>t  in  tlieolou'v,  w  Inch  bioujiht 
him  later  into  conllict  w  iili  iMi."  Weslev  and  the 
Jleihoilists.  He  received  orders  in  tiie  t  liurch 
of  England  in  1702,  and  liiled  various  i)astoral 
charges.  While  at  Broad  Hembury,  be  coin|iose«l 
most  of  his  hymns.  His  (  nhini.sm.  evangelical 
si)irit,  and  siiicere  i)iety  attracted  the  attention 
of  Lady  Huntingdon,  invvhose  chapels  he  often 
]neached.  In  1770  he  moved  to  London,  where  he 
l)reached  in  delicate  ami  declining  lieallli  until 
his  death  in  1778,in  the  thirty-eighth  year  of  his 
age.  His  Psalms  and  J/i/nms  for  J'ltldie  and 
Private  Worship  apjieared  in  1770.  It  contained 
419  hymns,  some  of  which  were  his  own  produc- 
tions. 

Bock  of  Ages,  cleft  forme lOfi 

Your  harps,  yc  trembling  saints 547 

IJnknown  Authorship.    The  authors  of  the  fol- 
lowing hvmiis  an.'  unknown : 

(  a.sl  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 4(W 

Dauglaer  «)f  Zion,  awake  from  tliv  sadness.  212 
Fading,  still  fading,  the  la.st  beauris  shining  811 

(icntle  stranger,  fearless  come 814 

(io,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dea<l 024 

In  trouble  ami  in  grief,  O  Ood .'■i:{7 

It  may  be  far,  it  may  be  near JtO.i 

M}'  home  is  in  heaven,  niv  test  is  not  here...  87. ( 

JNlv  lio])e,  mv  all,  mv  Saviour  thou Sti!) 

o"for  a  he.irt  of  calni  reiio.-e 420 

O  what  shi])  is  this  that  will  take  us  all «.li4 

Sav,  brothers,  will  you  meet  u.s WK» 

NN  liat  wondrous  lovt;  is  this S71 

Who  but  thou,  almighlv  Spirit r.."»7 

The  Iraiislators,  but  not'the  authors,  of  the  fol- 
lowing are  known: 
(  lirist  is  maile  (he  sure  foundation. ..(Latin}  (►'"•O 

Come,  Holy  (dio.^.!.  in  love (Latin)  ls2 

(Jod  bless  our  nativi'  land ((iermanj  720 

O  (;od.  mv  (Jod,  my  all  thou  art....(Spjuii.-h)  823 

Otlion  wdoall  thiiigs  canst ((iennan)  471 

While  in  the  agonies  of  death (Latin)    95 

Walford,  William  W.,  an  English  bliiul  j>rench- 
er.    He  is  Mijiposed  to  have  written  the  hymn 


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here  given  about  1>>4(!.     W'v  liavc  been  able  to  ob- 
tain no  oilier  lads  concerning  iiis  life. 
Sweet  lioni-  ol  prayer,  sweet  hour  ot  prayer  789 

Walker,  Annie  L.,  is  a  i evident  ol  (  ana«la.    The 

livnin  iiere  givi-n  appeared  in  a  volume  which  she 

])iiblisheil  m  1808      We  have  no  iaets  coneeruing 

her  life. 

Work,  iov  the  night  is  coining UIO 

Wallace,  John  Aikman,  a  minister  of  the  Free 
Church  of  Seollaml,  was  the  son  of  an  Edinburgh 
gnn-maker.and  was  born  in  1S02.  He  was  a  i)as- 
tor  at  Hawick  at  the  time  (1839)  he  wi'ote  the 
hvinn  here  given.  He  died  at  Triintv,  near  Edin- 
burgh, in  1870. 
There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleeps 758 

Waringr,  Anna  Laetitia,  is  a  native  of  South 

Wales.     In    her  Hi/mus  and   Medilations.  jnib- 

hshed  at  London  in  IS")!,  and  rei)rinte<l  at  Boston 

in  18(i3,  the  following  is  the  tirst  hymn: 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 544 

Watts,  Alaric  Alexander,  an  English  poet,  cd- 
itoi.  and  lileiarv  man,   was  born  iii  I^oudoii  in 
J7i)7  and  died  in  '180^1. 
When  shall  we  meet  again 887 

Watt^,  Isaac,  who  shaves  with  Charles  Wesley 
alone  the  honor  of  being  the  tirst  hymn-w-riter  of 
the  English  language, and  indeed  of  the  Cliristian 
Church,  was  born  at  Southampton  in  1(J74.  He 
leceived  a  fair  education,  and  in  1695  became  a 
tutor  to  Sir  .John  Hartopp's  children  at  Newing- 
ton,  for  whom  he  wrote  many  of  the  children's 
songs  contained  in  his  Dirine  and  Moral  Songs 
(published  in  1720).  (See  note  imder  hvmn  No. 
147.)  He  began  preaching  in  1(39S  at  :MaVk  Lane, 
near  the  Tower  of  Lo:idon,  but  he  had  no  sooner 
begun  his  ministry  than  a  jihysical  inlirmity 
seized  him  which  inade  him  virtually  an  invalid 
the  rest  of  his  life.  Though  he  continued  to  hold 
the  jiastoral  relation  for  many  years,  his  Mork 
Avas  dqne  largely  by  an  assistant,Vhile  the  inva- 
lid pastor  and  poet  spent  much  of  his  time  in 
writing  hymns.  In  1705  he  Avas  induced  to  ])ub- 
lish  his  Florce  Lyrlcce^  the  favorable  reception 
of  which  gave  the  timid  poet  such  encouragement 
that  he  followed  it  in  1707  by  his  Hipnns  and  Spir- 
itual Songs.  Dr.  Watts  never  married.  (See  note 
untlerhymnNo.  519).  In  1718  he  was  invited  to  the 
elegant  and  hospitable  country  home  of  Sir  Thom- 
as Abney.  Years  later  he  wrote  to  Lady  Hunting- 
don: "This  day  thirty  years  I  came  hither  to 
the  house  of  my  good  "friend.  Sir  Thomas  Abney, 
intending  to  spend  but  one  single  week  under  his 
friendly  roof,  and  £  have  extended  mv  visit  to 
exactly  the  length  of  thirty  years."  In  1719  his 
I'salnis  of  David  ai)peared.  He  issued  many 
works  in"i)rose  as  well  as  in  iioetry,  amounting 
altogether  to  tifty-two  publications.'  He  lived  to 
he  seventy- five  "years  of  age, and  was  for  many 
years  before  his  death  recognized  as  a  jiatriarcii 
among  the  Dissenting  clergy.  He  died  in  1748. 
Thiscollection  contains  115  of  his  choicest  hymns. 

A  broken  heart,  my  God,  mv  King !...  324 

Alas!  and  did  my  "Saviour  bleed  ..\ 344 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 5HH 

And  must  this  body  die 619 

Awake,  our  souls!  away  our  fears 472 

Before  .Jehovah's  awful"  throne 55 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive 77 

Behold  the  glories  of  the^Lamb 147 

Behold,  the  morning  sun 4(n 

Behold  the  sure  Foundation-stone f)91 

Behold!  what  wond'rons  grace 382 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 817 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know 198 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 178 

Come,  let  lis  join  our  cheerful  songs 143 

Come,  sound  bis  iiraise  abroad...... 7 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord 521 


Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  .song 810 

Early,  my  (Jod,  without  delav 34 

Eternal  T'ower,  whose  highahode. 31 

Far  as  thy  name  i-  know  n £C5 

Far  fionrmy  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone..  2ti:{ 

Father,  how'  w  ide  thv  glorv  shines...  42 

Father.  I  wait  before  thy  t"hrone 311 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  .skies 6.59 

Give  me  the  wings  of  laith,  to  ri.se 6:^7 

Give  to  the  Father  i)rai.-e 92.3 

"Go  i)reach  my  gosjtel,"  .saith  the  Lord 215 

God  in  his  earildy  temi)le  lays 202 

(Jod  IS  the  refuge' of  his  s.-iints 15«l 

Good  is  tiie  Lord,  the  heavenlv  King 713 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 201 

(ireat  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim 772 

Great  is  the  Lord  our'God 690 

Hark!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  .sound 587 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies 88 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims  (iU 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God 49 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 218 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 197 

How  large 'the  promise,  how  divine 2::J6 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 203 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 343 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 681 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below 519 

I  hear  thy  word  with  love 30 

I'll  praise  my  jNIaker  while  I've  breath 14 

Jesns  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 658 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King 375 

Jesu.s,  thy  blessings  are  not  lew 307 

Joy  to  th'e  world— the  Lord  is  come 59 

Let  everlasting  "lories  crown 682 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 279 

Let  every  tong^ie  thy  goodness  speak 35 

Lo!  what  an  entertaining  sight 748 

Long  have  J  sat  beneath  "the  >ouiid 311 

Lord,  all  1  am  is  known  to  thee 33 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they ,397 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shall  hear 793 

Lord,  Mc  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin 325 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high 120 

]My  dear  Hedecmer  and  mv  Lord 79 

Mv  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  .so 470 

]My  God,  h'ow  endless  is'thy  love 80(5 

^ly  God,  my  life,  my  love 517 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love 518 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys 401 

My  Saviour  and  my  King....." .' 160 

:M"y  Saviour,  mv  al'mighty  Friend 144 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 9 

Nature  Avithopen  volume  stands 164 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 109 

Not  Avith  o\ir  mortal  eves 381 

Now-  let  the  Father  and  the  Son 921 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song 78 

Now  to  the  Lord,  Avbo  makes  us  know 166 

O  bless  the  Lord,  mvsoul 6 

O  blessed  souls  are  they 379 

O  (Jod,  our  lielp  in  age's  past 5^^3 

O  'tis  delight  Avithout  alloy 388 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 7!Hi 

riunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair.' 155 

Praise  ye  the  Lord!  'tis  good  to rai^e 13 

Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky 640 

Salvation!  O  th'e  joyful  sound 65 

Show  pity.  Lord,  ()  Lord  forgive 310 

So  let  our  lii)s  and  lives  express 490 

Sweet  is  the  Avork,  my  God,  my  King 2^8 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my 'days 584 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come'. 597 

The  heavens  declare  thv  glory.  Lord 6vS0 

The  Lord  declares  his  will ". 282 

The  Lord  mv  Shepherd  is 527 

The  Lord  of  glorv  is  mv  liuht 196 

The  i)ity  of  the  Lord 28 

The  i)raise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee 200 

The  ])romise  of  my  Father's  love 2!  I 

Thee  Ave  atlore,  eiernal  Name 5l;5 


392 


BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHOllS. 


There  is  a  land  of  imre  dcliprht CtrtO 

Tliis  is  Iho  dav  the  Lord  lialh  made '2  \l 

Tims  far  Ihc  Lord  halli  W-d  me  on 8'Jl 

Thus  Lvdia  sauclilk-d  lier  liouse 2',i 

T«»  tJiKflhe  Father,  (iod  llie  :?oii <)_>J 

To  tJod,  tlie  only  wise li;2 

I'nveil  tliy  bosom,  faitlifid  tomb 012 

\VeUome,'s\viet  day  of  rest -27):] 

"NVhat  e<iua'  honors  "shall  we  brinjr 70 

What  sinneis  value,  I  resijrn 0:]8 

When  1  ean  read  my  title  clear .'>71 

When  I  surv«'y  the  wondrous  cntss 102 

"\Vlu)ean  de>crilje  the  joys  that  rise ;{sr 

Wlivdo  we  mourn  depailintr friends OlS 

AVhy  should  the  children  of  a  Kin- liS-J 

"Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  liie 601 

With  joy  we  jnodilate  the  grace 123 

Wells,  Marcus  Morris,  is  a  lawvcr  livinjr  in  the 
State«if  Ne\vV<)rk.    lie  was  lioin"  in  1815.    lie  has 
wi-itten  several  hvnins  with  the  music. 
Holy  ^^l)irit,  faithful  Guide 190 

Wesley,  Charles,  whom  many  consider  the  finest 
liynMi-wriler  t!ie  (  hristian  c:iuirch  has  ever  pro- 
duced, was  horn  in  1707  at  the  Kpworlh  rectory, 
of  which  his  father,  Kev.  Samuel  We-ley,  was 
incum'jcnt.  His  mothei",  Susanna  We>lcy,  w.  s 
one  of  the  nol)lest  and  saintliest  of  (hristian 
women.  In  172s  he  took  his  dcifrec  at  Ox- 
ford, wheie  he  and  a  few  others  beloniring  to  the 
"■holy  club"  were  first  contemptuously  called 
"Methodists."  In  1735  he  received  orders  in  the 
Established  Church,  and  the  same  year  sailed 
with  his  brother  .John  as  a  missionary'to  (ieorj^ia, 
but  soon  returned.  It  was  not,  however,  until 
May,  173S,  that  lie  e.\i)Ciienced  a  real  change  of 
heart,  and  a  conscious  knowled^re  of  sins  forgiv- 
en. This  event  was  the  real  beginningof  his  mis- 
sion as  the  singer  of  Methodism.  (See  note  under 
No.  374.)  No  hymn-writerof  the  Christian  Church 
has  ever  e<iua"led  Charles  Wesley  in  portiaying 
the  various  i)hases  of  experimental  religion  — 
convicli<»n  of  sin,  i)enitcnce,savin{£  faith,  pardon, 
assurance, entire  sanctilication.  His  songs  have 
been  one  of  the  most  i)otent  forces  in  Methodism 
since  its  organization.  Nor  was  he  a  singer  alone. 
but  as  an  itinerant  preacher  he  was  a  busy  and 
earnest  co-laboier  with  his  brother  John.  After 
his  marriage,  in  174'.),  his  itinerant  labors  were 
largely  restricted  to  London  and  I'.risiol.  lie 
die<l  in  17s.s.  (See  page  3'.»(),  for  a  list  of  the  jto- 
eVical  works  of  .lohn  and  Charles  Wesley.)  Of 
the  six  thousand  and  Jive  hundred  hviiins  bv 
Charles  Wjvdcy  (all  of  which  were  written  after 
his  c(jnversion)  this  collection  contains  two  hun- 
dn'd  ami  ninetv-four: 

A  (barge  to  keep  1  have 4,S(i 

A  thousand  oracles  divine 2 

Ah  I  Lord,  with  trembling  1  confess 4;)1 

Ah!  wliithcr  should  I  go 3:!1 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  LonI 733 

All  inaix-  to  the  Lamb!  Accepted  1  am 401 

Alnii-iitv(;o<l  of  love (i!;j 

And  ain  I  b.»rn  to  «lie .V.) 

And  am  I  only  born  Iodic 'Ml 

And  ai(!  we  vet  alive 22( 

Andean  I  vetdelav 330 

And  let  our  bodies  part 23J 

And  let  this  feeble  Ix.dv  fail 04;; 

And  must  I   Ik;  to  judgment  brought ftOO 

And  wiltllKtu  yet  bcifound 372 

Angel  of  covenanted  grace 8:!0 

Angels  your  march  oppo^e 210 

Ari.-e,  mv  smil,  arise 3"<(5 

Ann  of  tli(!  Loid.  awake,  awake 213 

Anilior  of  faith,  et<-inal  Word 377 

Aiithorof  faith,  to  the(!  I  cry 3(M 

Author  of  our  salvation,  thee 211 

Awake,  .lernsalem,  awake 21 1 

Away  I  my  needless  feum 555 


Away,  my  unbelieving  fear 5'2 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  tear 042 

Baptized  into  thy  name 2.35 

He  it  my  only  wisdom  here 47;t 

IJefoje  the  throne  mv  Savimir 125 

iJeing  of  beings,  Ood  of  love 771 

]{id  me  of  men  beware 45(4 

IJIest  be  our  e\  erla^ting  L<»:-d 3'i 

IMest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 2.31 

iJlow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 2i7 

IJy  faith  I  to  the  fountain  fly Ill 

Called  from  aliove,  I  lise. ....*. 1  s 

Christ,  from  whom  all  blessings  How 743 

C  hrist,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day 127 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join...'. 737 

Come  awav  to  the  skies 813 

Come,  Kalher,  Son,  and  Holy  ciliost.  llo.K.r  2:i{ 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holv'tJhost,  One  Cod  7S() 
Come,  Father,Son,and  Holy  Cdiost,To  wlimn  CS»8 

lome.  Holy  (diost,  all  nuick'ning  lire 175 

Come,  Holy  (ihost,  our  lu'arts  m.-pire 171 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  jouiney  pursue,  l.'oU  73'i 
Come,  let  us  anew  our  jouineyiuirsue,  With  457 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends" above 5S2 

Come,  let  usjoin  Avithone  accord 25tj 

Come,  let  ns  use  the  grace  divine 717 

Come,  let  us  who  in  (hrist  believe 25t5 

Come,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own....   421 

Come,  O  my  CJod,  the  promise  seal 4V.) 

Come,  O  (lion  ;ill-victorious  Lord 304 

(Jome,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart 4J5 

Come,  O  thou  Traveler  unknown 3(50 

Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  your  Lord... 2  '9 

Come  on,"my  jiartners  in  distress .'■i7G 

Come  quickly,  gracious  Loi-d,  and  take 775 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gos|)el  feast 270 

Come,  thou  almighty  King 1 

Come,  tli«)U  everlasting  Spirit 248 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus ....  778 

Come,  ye  weary  sinners,  come 2"*7 

Coml(M"t,  ve  mi'nistersof  grace 21'» 

Depth  of  "mercy,  can  there  be 3W 

Draw  near,  ()  .^on  of  Ood,  draw  near 2Jl 

Earth,  rejoice,  our  Loril  is  King ' .  12S 

Equip  me  for  the  war 8:]7 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  jilan 2i7 

Father,  at  thy  footstool  see 744 

Father,  beliofd  with  gracious  eves .315 

Father,  I  dare  believe '. 4:'hS 

Father,  I  stretch  mv  hands  lo  thee  845 

Father,  if  1  may  call  thee  so \m 

Father,  in  wliom  we  live 2*» 

Father,  into  thv  hands  alone 835 

Father  of  all,  iii  whom  alo:;e •  0-3 

Father  of  .lesus  (  liri-t,  my  Lord 434 

Father,  our  hearts  we  lift." m 

Father,  Son,  and  Ib.l v  (Jhost,  One  in  'i'lnc.  43'( 
Father,  Son,  and  Holv  (;ho>l,Thv  God-hea<l  929 

Father,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift 529 

Forever  here  mv  iesi  shall  be 4(>8 

Forth  in  thv  naine,  ()  Lord,  1  go 825 

Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below 770 

(Jive  me  a  new,  a  )»eiTect  heart 432 

(Jiver  and  guardian  of  my  sleep 797 

(iiver  of  concord,  I'rince  of  peace 747 

Clory  be  to  (uxl  on  high 2.V2 

(Mtd  is  in  this  and  e\c'iv  ])lace 322 

(;o(|  of  all  consolation, "take 7.12 

(ioil  of  all  grace  :ind  majesty  508 

(iod  of  all  )tow«'r  and  truth  and  grace 429 

(;o<l  «if  alniightv  love 4s7 

(;od  of  eternal  truth  and  jrracc 448 

(M.d  of  eternal  truth  and  love 234 

(;od  of  b.ve.  Ih.it  hear'st  the  i)ra\er 740 

Goil  of  mv  life,  whose  gracious  iiower 47 

(MaciousKedi'cmer,  sh.ike 484 

(Jre.it  (iod,  to  me  the  sight  aflord 52 

(Jreat  is  our  redeeming  Lord 204 

Hail!  holv,  holv,  holv  Lord 3 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 12(5 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended 840 


BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


393 


Hap)\v  the  man  that  finds  the  grace SiKi 

llapj)/  tlie  suiils  to  Jcsu.s  joineu 7iO 

Ilaik!  a  voice  clivitlos  tlie  sky (ii:; 

llaikl  how  the  watciunen  cry 2j'J 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing Go 

He  conies!  lj,eco>nesl  tlie  Jndge  bevere y'.tu 

Ho!  everyone  that  thirsts,  draw  nigii 2.1 

Holy  anil  trne  and  lighteous  Lord 4:15 

Holy  as  thon,  U  Lord,  is  none 5-1 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Loril "> 

Holy  Lanib,  who  tliee  conless 80 

How  can  a  sinner  know 3S0 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  lonnd 8Uo 

How  happy  are  they  Who  their  Saviour 402 

How  hapi)y  every  child  of  grace G44 

How  siialla  lost  sinner  in  pain o.  1 

I  ask  tlie  gift  of  righteousness 342 

I  know  tliat  my  lledeenier  lives 413 

I  long  to  behold  him  arrayed.. 043 

I  the  good  light  have  fought 57!) 

I  want  a  principle  within 478 

I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'st  I  would 412 

If,  Lord,  I  have  acceptance  found 424 

In  age  and  feebleness  extreme S35 

In  every  time  and  place 4.;G 

Infiuite'God,  to  thee  we  raise E!) 

Jehovah,  God  the  Father,  bless 405 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise 2:;o 

Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb 4.J1 

Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lord 2:'J 

Jesus,  answer  from  above 3  9 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command 242 

Jesus  conies  with  all  his  grace 428 

Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  cup '.d 

Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep 73';) 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  live 4.50 

Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-day 33!) 

Jesus  is  our  common  Lord.." 40G 

Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers  shine 4!)8 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 3GG 

Jesus,  Lord,'we  look  to"  thee 81G 

Jesus,  Lover  of  mysoul 354 

Jesus,  mv  advocate  above 309 

Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  apply 441 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend '. 351 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend 480 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 777 

Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  W'ay 47G 

Jesus,  Redeemer  of  "mankind 305 

Jesus,  shall  I  never  be 492 

Jesus,  the  all-restoring  word oJ5 

Jesus,  the  Conqu'ror  reigns 203 

Jesus,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Wav '423 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all .". 220 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee 334 

Jesus,  the  Truth  and  Power  divine 229 

Jesus,  the  weary  wand'rer's  rest 838 

Jesus,  the  word'bestow 687 

Jesus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lonl 303 

Jesus,  thy  far-extended  fame 335 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly 507 

Jesus,  united  bv  thv  grace 742 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 732 

Jesus,  we  on  the  words  depen<l 168 

Jesus,  we  thus  obev 247 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  dving  love 250 

Let  all  who  truly  bear' 246 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree 141 

Ler  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong 407 

Let  me  alone  another  vear 707 

Let  not  the  wise  their  "wisdom  boast 514 

Let  tlie  world  their  virrue  boast 355 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above 755 

Litrht  of  life,  seraphic  fire.. 785 

Lo!  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending 163 

Lo,  I  come,  with  joy  to  do 834 

Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land 5!)2 

I^ol  the  pris'ner  is  released 621 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  serve  thee,  Lonl 323 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 411 

Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal 328 


Lord,  if  at  thy  command (t;:; 

Lortl,  if  thou  thy  grace  inii)art 512 

Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace 4:,7 

Lord  of  the  haivest,  hear 217 

Lord  over  all,  if  thou  hast  made b«)4 

Lord,  we  believe  to  u>  and  ours IGii 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  seas  obev 73U 

Love  Divine,  all  loves  excelling." 444 

Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb 415 

3Iay  i,  throughout  this  day  of  thine 262 

My  God,  J  know,  1  feel  the'e  mine 446 

My  God,  mv  Go(i,  to  thee  I  cry 765 

O  come  and  dwell  in  me ? 177 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 440 

Ofor  a  thousand  tongues'to  sing 374 

O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 313 

()  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love 431 

O  God,  most  merciful  and  true 430 

O  Jesus,  full  of  grace 373 

O  joyful  sound  of  gospel  grace 427 

O  love  Divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 356 

O  love  Divine,  what  hast  thou  done ti6 

O  may  thy  powerful  word 77!) 

O  might  liiv  lot  be  cast  with  these 207 

O  my  oflended  God 332 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive 338 

O  that  I  coukl  repent!  O  that  1  could  believe  317 
O  that  I  could  repent ;  With  all  my  idols  pai't  316 

O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire .". 447 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 445 

O  thou  eternal  "Sictim  slain 124 

O  thou  that  would'st  not  have 604 

O  thou  who  camest  from  above 515 

O  thou  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne 358 

O  thou  whom  all  thy  saints  adore 10 

O  thou  whom  once  "they  flocked  to  hear 336 

O  thou  whose  ofl'eringon  the  tree 112 

O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours (>45 

O  what  a  taste  is  this 251 

Omnipresent  God,  whose  aid 8ul 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 121 

Ready  for  my  earthen  bed 836 

Redeemer  of" mankind 159 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceased 622 

Rejoice!  the  Lord  is  king 134 

Saviour,  I  now  with  sha"nie  confess 363 

Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow 736 

See  how  great  a  flame  aspires 679 

See,  Jesus,  thv  disciples  see 760 

Servant  of  God,  well  done!    Thy 632 

Shall  foolish,  weak,  short-sighted  man  37 

Shepherd  Divine,  our  wants  relieve 764 

Shrinking  from  the  cold  hand  of  death 600 

Sing  all  in  heaven  at  Jesus'  birth 62 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise 711 

Sing  we  to  our  God  above 927 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  word 268 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die 288 

Soldiers  of  Christ,"  arise  ' 572 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant 459 

Sous  of  God,  exulting  rise 405 

Sons  of  God,  triumiihant  rise 105 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  down 174 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 1!)2 

Still  stir  me  up  to  strive .' 477 

Talk  with  us.  Lord,  thyself  reveal 4i)6 

The  praying  spirit  breathe 761 

The  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possessed 598 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate 417 

Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown 357 

Thou  hidden  .<ource  of  calm  repose 158 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead 719 

Thou,  Lord,  hast  blessed  my  going  out 808 

Thou  .seest  my  feebleness...." , 483 

Thou  Shephei-d  of  Israel  and  mine 506 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 302 

Thv  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love 46 

'Tis  finished!    The  Messiah  dies 103 

To  Go«l  your  everv  want 763 

To  us  a  "Child  of  rbval  birth 70 

Try  us,  O  God,  and"  search  the  ground 750 


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BIOGRAPHICAL  INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


I'pholif  luc,  Saviour,  or  I  fall 481 

l"r;;o  on  v«»nr  rapitl  course 211 

Naiu.  (ii'fu>ivi»  wovM,  a<lieu 3t)l 

Wo  l»y  liis  Sjiirit  |»ro\  o 3S:i 

A\  o  know,  l)y  faitli  wo  know RUi 

Weary  soiilsthal  waniU'r  wide 2S5 

^^'hat  are  tho>e  arrayed  iu  white Wl 

AVIiatfouM  your  UiMlecnici- do 2S(> 

^\■|lat  is  t>nr  callin^r's  ^dorious  luipe 422 

MUM  sliall  I  do  uiy  CmxI  to  love 3!)0 

AVIh'ii  Christ  (U>tli  in  my  heart  aupear 414 

^Vlu'n,  frraeious  Loi<l.  when  sliall  it  be 337 

A\hen,  niv  Saviour,  sliall  1  be 443 

When  shall  tl»y  love  constrain 329 

■Wlierefore  should  I  make  mv  uioau 8lo 

"VVherewitli,  <)  Lord,  shall  1  'draw  ucar 321 

Which  of  tlie  peltv  kinjrs  of  earth 577 

While  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie 341 

NVho  in  the  Lord  conlidc 493 

Witii  irlorious  clouds  encompassed  round...  340 

Would  Jesus  iiave  the  sinner  <lie 97 

Ye  faitliful  souls  who  Jesus  know 119 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  hear 42(5 

Ye  servants  of  (iod,  your  Master 20 

Ye  that  i)ass  by,  behold  the  man 89 

Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak 3(11 

Young  men  and  maidens,  raise 22 

Wesley,  John,  is  so  well  known  as  the  founder  of 
Metliodism,  that  we  need  jfive  here  only  tiie  lead- 
ing dates  in  his  life.  He  was  born  at  the  Ljiwortli 
rectory  in  1703;  went  to  Oxford  rniversity  in 
1720;  was  ordained  deacon  iu  172.3;  was  made  Fel- 
low of  Lincoln  College  in  172();  was  his  father's 
curate  1727-9;  returned  to  Oxford  in  172t),auti  be- 
came leader  of  tiie  holy  club,  sneeringly  called 
"Methodists,"  which  ha"d  been  organized" during 
his  absence  by  his  brother  Charles;  went  toCieor- 
gia  as  a  missionary  in  173.5,  but  returned  at  the 
end  of  two  years,  saying:  "  I  went  to  America  to 
convert  the  Indians;  but,  O!  who  shall  convert 
me?  Who  is  he  that  Avill  deliver  me  from  this 
evil  heart  of  unbelief  ?"  He  had  been  impressed 
by  the  piety  and  faithof  the  Moravians  in  a  storm 
while  crossing  the  ocean,  and  tliey  now  became 
his  spiritual  guides.  While  attending  one  of 
their  prayei-meetiiigson  May  24, 173S,  he  obtained 
the  con.scious  knowledge  of  sins  forgiven  and  of 
liis  acceptance  with  (iod.  From  this  time  until 
his  death  in  1791  he  was  unremitting  in  his  labors 
as  a  |)reacher  of  that  religion  whicli  he  had  exi)e- 
rienced,  and  as  an  organizer  of  converted  nu'n 
for  the  work  of  evangelization.  As  a  revivalist 
and  Christian  reformer  his  work  is  known  and 
read  of  all  men.  His  liymns  aie  nearly  all  trans- 
lations, the  result  iu  p;iit  of  a  visit  to' the  Mora- 
vian settlement  at  lleirnluit  in  (Jennany.  They 
are  among  the  most  sjjiritual  and  valuable  song's 
fouml  in  the  Hymn  I'.ook.  (For  a  list  of  the  poet- 
ical i»ublicalioiisof  John  and  Charles  Wesley  see 
l»ag(!39!).)  'rwenty-three  of  the  following  twenty- 
nix  hymns  arc;  lranslali(»ns: 
Coi'ne,  Saviour  Jesus,  from  a-Jiourignon....  435 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs (icrhdrdl 5.')4 

Ktenial  depth  of  love  divine. .X(/<.?r//^/o/'/....    Sit 

(Jive  to  the  winds  thy  Wi\v^....(l<'rh<tr(U 55(5 

Higli  on  his  eveiiasiing  thru..  tSiKiiK/cnbciyj.  222 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee;  receive. />o/>c/- 442 

How  can  iti)e,th<tu  hca\  (■nlv.X///.T'^'/K/«r/". ...  895 

How  hapMV  isthe  pilgrim's  lo..O/-/f///*a/..' 839 

1  thirst,  llroii  wounded  \/.iUi\)..Z(nzr>i(/<)rf....  39» 
Jesus,  thv  bl(»o(l  ;(nd  righleo...Z//».?r/(r/orA...  37(1 

Jesus,  Ih'v  boundlesH  love  {<}...( Irrhnrdt .'. 409 

Mv  S.iviciur,  bow  shall  I  ]mK. .(,'rrh<ir<lt. 100 

Now  I  hav(!  found  I  lie  groun../i'o/Ac.  87S 

O  (;od,  mv  (iod,  mv  all  lUon. ..Sixinish 823 

O  (;od,lhou  bolloudess  abvss./O.  Ldiufr 32 

O  (;od,  what  olVering  shall' I ..../'.  L<inf/r 439 

O  thou,  to  who>e  all  searching Z///2c/u/or/....  r>:M 

O  thou  who  all  IhlnirH  canst. ..frV/-?>if//i. ..'. 471 

J'arentof  g(K>d,  thy  bounleoii.yi'.  Jmh(JC 57 


f^aviour  of  men,  thv  pearchin..l^/?^A■/cr 225 

Shall  I.  for  fear  of  feeble  man.  Winkler 224 

Thee  will  I  lov.',  my  strength. <SW(r.;?^/- 474 

Thou  hidden  love  t>f  (ioil,  wh..7Vr.s/cc(/('>j 520 

Thou  Lamb  of  (iod,  thou  V\i  ..h'ichhr 5(kS 

To  (iod,  the  Father,  (iod  the...Or/«///Kf/ 924 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee  Oriyinul 794 

"Wesley,  Samixel,  Jr.,  an  elder  brother  of  John 
and  (  iiarles  Wi-sley.  w  as  born  in  If.ito.  in  1704  he 
AVas  si-nt  to  Westii'iiii>tt'r  School,  and  in  1711  he 
Avent  to  Oxford,  where  in  due  course  of  time  lie 
took  his  M.A.  degree.  He  then  accepted  a  posi- 
ti(»n  in  Westminster  School,  and  while  here  lie 
Avas  ordainecl,  though  he  continued  to  teadt  In 
1732  he  became  Head  Masterof  the  Tiverton  Free 
(irammar  School,  remaining  here  until  his  death 
in  1739.  In  1731;  he  ])ul>li>hed  his  J'dciits.  He  was 
an  extreme  High-cliurchinan,  not  at  all  in  svm- 
i)athy  with  the'Metliodism  of  John  an<l  Chaiies. 
He  wrote  a  few  excellent  hymns. 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  "us  i)raise 255 

The  morning  llowers  display  their  sweets....  Gil 
The  Sun  of  lighteousncvs  appears 115 

Wesley,  Samuel,  Sr.,  the  father  of  John  nnfl 
Charles  Wesley,  Avas  born  in  1<)()2.  He  graduated 
at  Oxford  in  l(k:>8,  having  woiked  his  way  through 
as  a  ".servitor."  While  here  he  published  a  vol- 
ume of  poetry  titled  Magffofa.  He  Avas  at  firsi 
a  Dissenter  iu  faith  and  sym])athies,  but.  being 
converted  in  his  ecclesiastical  views,  he  was  or- 
dained soon  afterward  in  the  Established  (hurch 
(KISS);  and,  after  serving  as  curate  in  several 
l)laces,  hereceived  from  (jueen  Mary,  in  1C.94,  the 
rectory  at  Epworth,  in  lecognition  iierhaps  of 
Ids  having  dedicated  to  her  his  Life  of  Chrixt,  an 
Jlcroic  Poern^  )»ublished  the  yeai*  before.  Hi  1US9 
he  had  married  Susanna  Aiinesley,  Avhose  fame 
is  known  Avherever  (  hristian  nu>therhood  is  hon- 
ored. They  had  nineteen  children,  nine  of  Avhom 
dieii  in  infancv.  He  held  the  living  at  Epworth 
until  his  death  m  1735.  He  published  The  Old 
and  Xriv  Testaments  attempted,  in  I'erse  in  171(5, 
and  had  just  finishetl,  at  the  time  of  liis  death,  a 
most  learned  volume  of  Dissertations  on  the  Hook 
oj  Job. 
'  IJehold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 94 

White,  Henry  Kirke,  Avas  born  of  noorhnt  in- 
telligent parents  at  Nottingham,  Isngland,  in 
1785.  In  his  boyhood  he  Avas  ai)prenticed  to  a 
stocking-Avcaver, from  which  uncongenial  servi- 
tude he  escaped  as  soon  as  he  couhl.  and  began 
the  study  of  law.  These  studies  Avere  suspended 
that  he"  might  enter  ('.'unbridge  rnivi'isity, 
Avliich  ho  did  as  a  sei'vitor  in  1S(»5.  He  was  at  one 
lime  a  ske|)tic,  but  being  tlun'oughly  converted 
(see  note  under  hymn  No.  (59)  he  becaiue  a  devout 
Christian,  and  designed  entering  the  ministrv; 
but  this  ourpose,  as  Avell  as  his  literary  Avork, 
Avas  cut  sliort  by  his  untimely  death  in  ISIM),  Avhile 
he  was  yel  at  the  university.  The  few  ]>oeins 
Avhich  he  left  were  of  the  highest  order  of  merit 
and  gave  promi>t>  of  a  brilliant  career,  had  he 
liveil  to  fulllU  the  exi)«'ct;ilions  his  literary  work 
cre;ited.  His  hymns  (ten  in  number)  ai>peareil  in 
Collyer's  Colleetion  in  1S12. 

Tlie  Lord  our  (iod  is  cl<ilhe<l  Avith  might f)! 

Through  sorrow's  night  ;ind  d:inger's  path..  (5(M5 
When  marshaleil  on  the  nightly  i)lain    G9 

Whittier,  John  Qreenleaf,  the  "(>u:ikcr  poet," 
was  born  near  Haverhill,  Mas-<.,  in  ls(l7.  Start- 
inir  life  as  a  f.inner  bov  and  village  shoe-maker. 
;md  with  only  a  liinit'e(l  educ.ilion.  he  ••niered 
the  ))rofession'of  journalism  al  a  ilisa<lvanlage  iu 
1S29.  Hut  in  Ho'sK.n,  l!;irlfor<l,  Haverhill,  I'liil- 
a<lelphi;i,  and  Washinglon  he  ])ursue(i  liis  profes- 
sion siiccessfnlly  for  ten  yens,  after  whifh  lie 
bec;ime  the  corres|ioniling'e<litor  of  the  yatiimal 
Era  in  Washinglon.  1).  c.  He  Avas  a  strong  ad- 
vocate for  the  freeilom  of  the  slaves.    He  lias  for 


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395 


many  years  liecn  one  of  the  leadiriij  poets  of 
Amei'u-a.  His  I'onns  luivc  l)eon  jniblishcl  from 
time  to  time  sinjily  and  coHoctivoly.  lie  has 
never  married,  lie  lives  alternately  at  Ames- 
bury  and  IJoston.  lie  is  venerated  and  beloved 
by  all  who  know  him. 
'it  nxay  not  be  our  lot  to  -wield 482 

"Williams,  Helen  Maria,  Avas  born  in  Enjrland 
in  171)2.  slie  published  a  volume  of  i)()ems  wJieii 
only  twenty-one  years  old,  and  in  178(5  lier  Poems 
appeared  in  two  small  volumes.  Slie  visited  Par- 
is in  1788,  and  in  the  troublous  times  tiiat  fol- 
lowed that  year  she  was  arrested  on  suspicion  as 
a  foreiguer'and  as  an  advocate  of  the  Gii'ondist 
cause,  and  imi)risoned,  from  Avhich  imprison- 
ment she  was  not  released  until  the  death  of  llo- 
besinerre  in  179-1.  From  this  time  until  her  death 
she  lived  ])artlv  in  England,  but  mostly  in  France. 
Shedieil  in  Paris  in  1827. 
"While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power 818 

Williams,  William,  Avho  is  said  to  have  done 
for  Welsh  liymnology  what  Luther  did  for  Gei-- 
many,  and  Watts  and  "Wesley  for  England,  Avas 
born  at  Cefncoed,  Wales,  in  1"17.  lnten<ling  at 
first  to  be  a  physician,  his  conversion  under 
the  preaching  of  HoAvell  Ha  iris  led  him  to  pre- 
])are  for  the  ministry.  He  first  entered  the  min- 
istry of  the  Established  Ciiurch  (1710),  l)ut  soon 
afterAvard  joined  the  Calvinistic  Methodists. 
He  Avas  both  an  oi-ator  and  a  poet.  He  Aviote 
many  hymns,  Avhich  were  popular  among  his  own 
peop'le.  He  died  in  1791  at  his  home  in  Pantyc-e- 
lyn,  near  Landovery. 

Guide  me,  O  tiiou"g''P'T^t;  Jehovah 4fi0 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 667 

Willis,  Nathaniel  Parker,  the  Avell-knoAvn 
American  poet  and  man  of  letters,  Avas  born  at 
Portland,  Maine,  in  1807:  graduated  at  Yale  in 
1827;  followed  a  literary  life  Avith  great  success, 
publishing  many  volumes,  one  of  poems;  died  at 
his  beautiful  home,  "Idlewild,"  near  Newbiirg 
on  tlie  Hudson,  in  1867. 
The  perfect  woidd,  by  Adam  trod 695 

Winkler,  John  Joseph,  a  German  Pietist,  was 
born  at  Luckau,  in  Saxony  in  1670.  He  Avas  at 
first  a  pastor  at  Magdeburg,  then  a  chaplain  in 
the  Protestant  army,  accompanying  the  trooi)s  to 
Holland  and  Italy,  and  at  length  leturned  to 
Magdeburg  and  became  chief  minister  of  the 
catliedral.  He  was  no  less  eminent  for  his  men- 
tal culture  than  for  his  piety.  He  died  in  1722. 
The  following  hymns  Avere  translated  by  John 
Wesley: 

Saviour  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 225 

Shall  1,  for  fear  of  feeble  man 22i 

Wolcott,  Samuel,  a  Congregational  clergyman, 
Avas  born  at  South  Windsor,  Conn.,  in  1813;  grad- 
uated at  Yale  in  1833,  and  at  Andover  Theological 
Seminary  in  1837;  Avas  missionary  in  Syria  in  1840 
-42,  after  Avhich  time  he  served  as  pastor  in  vari- 
ous tOAvns  and  cities,  including  Providence,  R.  I., 
Chicago,  III.,  and  Cleveland,  Ohio.  He  then  re- 
tired from  active  work,  and  died  in  1886. 
Christ  for  the  Avorld  Ave  sing 916 


Woodhull,  Alfred  Alexander,  was  a  piactic- 
ing  phvsician  at  I'rinceton,  N.  .J.,  at  tlic  time  of 
his  (\on\h  in  1836.  He  was  the  son  of  a  Presbyte- 
rian minister,  and  was  born  in  Cranbnry.  N!  .J., 
in  1810.  He  graduateil  at  Piinceton  (  tlllege  in 
1828,  studied  medicine,  and  had  bari'ly  entered 
upon  the  i)ractice  of  his  ])rofes>i()n  wlieli  he  ilietl 
in  his  twenty-sixth  year.  He  wrote  occasional 
religious  poems  for  the  Nciv  York  Obacrvcr. 
Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 727 

Wreford,  John  Rendell,  an  Entrlish  Presbyteri- 
an divine,  Avas  born  at  IJarnstable,  Devoiisiiiie, 
in  1800;  Avas  educated  at  Manchester  College;  en- 
tered the  ministry  in  182'),  but  his  voice  faileil 
him  in  1831,  and  he  retired  from  the  active  «ork 
of  tlie  ministry,  and  became  a  teacher  at  Bristol. 
Among  Dr.  "Wreford's  published  works  are  sever- 
al volumes  of  poetry.  He  died  in  London  in  1881. 
On  account  of  his  liberal  views,  he  is  sometimes 
ranked  as  a  Unitarian. 
Lord,  Avhile  lor  all  mankind  Ave  pray 721 

Xavier,  Francis,  a  noted  Jesuitic  missionary  of 
the  Roman  Catholic  Church,  Avas  born  of  a  noble 
family  at  the  castle  of  Xavier,  near  Pampeluna. 
in  Sp'ain,  in  1506.  While  at  the  University  of 
Paris  he  came  under  the  influence  of  Ignatius 
Loyola,  the  founder  of  the  order  of  Jesuits.  He 
Avas  of  an  ardent  ami  earnest  leligious  tempera- 
ment, full  of  zeal  and  courage.  He  was  one  of  the 
greatest  missionaiy  spiiits  that  ever  lived,  visit- 
ing India,  TraA-ancore,  Ceylon,  Malacca,  Japan, 
and  dying  on  his  Avay  to  China  in  1')") '.  He  was 
in  due  time  canonized  by  the  Roman  Catholic 
Church. 
My  God!  I  loA'e  thee,  not  because 151 

Youngr,  William,  a  clergyman  who  lived  in  the 
lirst  half  of  the  eighteentii  century,  and  died  in 
1757.  NVe  have  been  unable  to  find  any  other 
facts  concerning  his  life. 

While  thou,  O  my  God,  art  my  help 557 

Zinzendorf,  Count  Nicholas  LeAvis,  the  great 
ajiostle  of  the  Moravian  Church,  was  born  of  no- 
ble and  wealthy  parents  at  Dresden  in  1700,  his 
father  being  prime  minister  of  Saxony.  Under 
the  influence  of  the  noted  Pietist,  Spener,  who 
Avas  his  godfather,  and  of  Franke,  f(mnder  of  the 
famous  Orphan  House  at  Halle,  the  type  of  his 
faith  and  piety  seems  to  have  been  determined. 
He  devoted  himself  in  early  manhood  exclusive- 
ly to  religious  and  missionary  Avcnk.  He  trav- 
eled extensively  on  the  Continent,  in  England, 
and  in  America.  He  founded  the  celebrated 
community  at  Herrnhut  in  Germany.  He  Avas  a 
friend  of  the  Weslevs,  and  is  thought  by  some  to 
have  given  Jolm  Wesley  some  important  ideas 
on  the  use  of  song,  the  organization  and  govern- 
ment of  converts,  etc.  He  (lied  in  1760.  He  Avrote 
altogether  about  two  thousand  hymns,  a  few  of 
Avhich  are  of  a  high  order.  The  folloAving  are 
among  John  Wesley's  best  translations: 

Eternal  depth  of  love  divine ."ifi 

How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King J595 

J  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God 894 

.Tesus.  thy  blo(^d  and  righteousness 376 

O  Thou,  to  whose  uU-searching  sight 531 


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{Xow  Published  in  Thirteen  Volumes,  by  the  Wesleyan  Conference.) 


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Colk'ction  of  I'saltns  and  llviun.^i,  bv  Jt)hn 

Wt'sU'y  (C  hark'ston,  S.  (  .).! .' 

CoUection  of  Psalms  ami  llvmns,  bv  Jolui 

Wesley ■. 

Hymns  ami  Sacred    Poems,   by  John   ar.d 

Chark's  Wesk-y— three  edition's  same  year 
Hymns  and  Saered    Poems,  by  Jolin   and 

Cluirles  Wesk'v .". 

CoUection  of  Psidms  and  Hymns,  by  John 

and  Charles  Weslev .'. 

Hymns   on  God's    LVerlasting   Love  (two 

parts),  by  Charles  Wesley 

Hymns  aiid  Sacretl    Poenis,  by  John  antl 

Charles  Wesley 

Collection  of  German  Hymns,  by  John  Wes 

ley .'. 

A  Collection  of  Thirty-six  Tunes,  set  to  mu 

sic,  as  they  are  suiig  attlie Foundry 

Elegy  on  It.  Jones,  Esq.,  by  Charles  Wes 


ley. 


Collection  of  Psalms  and  Hvmns  (enlarged) 
by  John  and  Charles  Wesley 

(Poems  on  several  occasions — second  edition 
— by  .Samuel  Wesley,  Jun.) 

Hymns  for  Times  of  "Trouble  and  Persecu- 
tion, by  John  and  Charles  Wesley 

A  Collection  of  Moral  and  Sacred  Poems 
(three  volume.'^),  by  John  Wesley , 

Hymns  for  the  Nativity  of  our  Lord,  by 
Charles  Wesley '.. 

Hvmns  for  the  Watch-niglit,  by  Charles  Wes- 
lev 


Funeral  Hymns,  by  (Jharles  Wesley 

Hymns  for  Times  of  Ti-ouble,  for  "the  year 

174.'),  ])y  Ciiaik's  Wesley 

A  Short  View  of  the  Differences  between 

the    Moravian    brethren   and  John    and 

Charles  Weslev 

Hvmns  on  the  Lortfs  Supjjer,  by  Charles 

\Veslev '. 

A  Word' ill  S('asf>n,  Ktc.,  by  John  Wesley 

Hymns  for  Times  (»f  Trouble,  Etc.— second 

edition,  addilional— bv  (  harles  Wesley.... 
Hvmns  for  Times  of  'rrouljle,  by  Cha'rles 

\Ve>]ey 

Hvmns  ('.))  and  Piavers  (4)  for  Children,  by 

.'John  and  Charles  Weslev 

Gloria  Patri,  Etc.— Ilymils  to  the  Trinity— 

by  (  liarles  We.~ley  ...". 

H\  uins  on  the  (ireat  Eesiivala  and  Other 

bccasioiis,  by  (harles  Wesley,  with  music 

by  Lamix'....'. 

Hvmns  of    P(!lition  and   Thanksgiving  foi- 

the  Promise  of  tiie  Father  (Whitsundav), 

by  Jolin  ami  (harles  Wesley .".... 

Hvinns  for  A.'<cension  Day,  by  Charles  Wes- 

1  • 


ley 


Hymns  for  Our  ImviVa  llesurrection,  by 
Charles  Wesley '. 

Graces  Itefcue  antl  After  Meat,  by  C:harles 
We.-lev 

Hvmns  for  the  JMil)lic  Thanksgiving,  Octo- 
l)erl»,  174(;,  bvCliaries  Weslev 

Hvmns  for  TlM)se  that  Seek  aiid  Tho.»e  t hat 
Have  He<leni|ttion  in  lh(»  JWood  of  Jesus 
Christ,  by  (  harles  AVesley 

Hymns  on  his  Marriage,  by  ChurlcsW^cslcy. 

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Hymns  on  Occasion  of  his  Ik'ing  Prosecuted 
I     In    Ireland   as  a   Vagabond,  bv  Charlet 

I     Wesley „ ." 

Hvmns  and  Sacred   Poems  (tfto  volumes), 

j     "by  Charles  Wesley* 

llvnms     Extracted    from    the    Brethren's. 

hook,  by  John  Wesley 

Hvmns    foi-     New    Yejir's    Dav,    1751,     bv 
Charles  Weslev : :. 


Hvmns  Occasionetl  by  the  EartlKjuake, 
March  S 

Select  Hymns  for  the  Ise  of  Christians  t)l 
all  Denominations,  by  John  Wesley 

Hvmns  and  Spiritual  Songs  in  tended  "for  the 
l.se  of  Keal  (  hristians,  Etc 

An  Ei)istle  to  the  Kev.  Mr.  John  Weslev, bv 
Charles  Weslev .'.....: 

An  Epistle  to  the  Kev.  Mr.  Geoi  geWhitetield, 
by  (harles  Wesley  (first  imblished  iii  1771 

Hvinns  Occasionedby  the  Eai  thciuake — sec- 
ond edition 

Hvmns  for  the  year  17o();  i)articulaily  for 
i^'ast  Day,  FelVruary  C,  by  (.'harles  AVe.sley. 

Hymns  of  "intercession  for  All  Mankind,  by 
Charles  Wesley ". 

Hvmns  for  the  I'se  of  Methodist  Preachers, 
by  Charles  Weslev 

Funeral  Hvmns,  enlarged,  by  Charles  Wes- 
ley  " ". 

Hynins  on  the  Expected  invasion,  by 
Charles  Wesley '.. 

Hvmns  to  be  l'"sed  on  the  Thanksgiving 
l)av,  November  29,  and  After  Jt,  bv 
Ciiarles  Wesley :.  17S 

Hvmns  for  Those  to  Whom  Christ  Is  All  in 
All,  bv  Charles  Wesley 1 

Select  llvmns,  m  itii  Tunes  Annext 1701 

Short  Hvmns  on  Select  Passages  of  Holy 
Sciii)ture(two  vols.),  bv  Charles  Wesley.*..  1702 

Hvmns  for  (  hildren,  by  Charles  Wesley 170; 

llvmns  on  the  (Jospels  in  MS.,  bv  Charles 
NVeslcv '. 170.5 

Hymns  for  the  I'se  of  Families,  and  on  Va- 
rious Occasions,  bv  (harles  Wesley 1767 

Hvmns  on  the  Triiiitv  (including   Hymn 
and  Pravers  to  the  Trinity),  l)y  (harles 
Weslev  : 170 

Preparation  for  <ieath,  in  Several  Hymns, 
bv  Charles  Weslev 1772 

.V  (Ivnin  Praying  for  his  Brother's  Long 
Life,  by  (harles  Weslev 177 

Collection  of  llvmns  for  the  Use  of  the  I'eo- 
pU"  (  alle(|  ISIethodist^ 1780 

llvmns  Written    in   the  Time  of  the  Tu 

mils,  June,  I7S0 1780 

Pi'olotant  .Association,  wiiHen  in  the 
nid.st  of  the  Tumults,  June,  17.S0 1781 

Hvnuis  f.ii- the  .Nation,  and  llvmns  for  the 
National  F.isi  Dav,  Februarys,  1782,  bv 
Ch.'irles  Wesley....". ." 1782 

Pravers  for  (  ondemned  ^Malefactors,  by 
(ha  lies  Weslev 1785 


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INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


ABBA,  FATHER. 

Sovereign  of  all  the  woy  184 
Father,  I  wait  before  th  814 
Behold  what  wondrous  :  82 
Arise,  iny  soul,  arise,       380 

ABRAHAM: 

Blessing  of. 
How  large  the  promise,   236 

Faith  of. 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ,    4"4 
In  every  time  and  place  456 

God  of. 
The  God  of  Ahram  pvais    17 
The  God  Avho  reigns  on    18 

ACCEPTAXCE    SOUGHT. 

(See  Penite7itial.) 
I  Avould  be  thine,  thon  412 
Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  toO 

ACC  EPTED  TIME. 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  27:1 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  2S9 
God  calling  yet;  shall  I  292 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi  299 
While  life  prolongs  its  300 

ACCESS    TO    GOD.      {See 
Adoption.) 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,        386 

ACTIVITY.      {See     Chris- 
tian Activity.) 

ADAM,  SECOND. 

Would  Jesus  have  the  si    97 

ADAM'S  FALL.  {See  Sin, 
Original.) 

ADOPTION. 

Spirit  of  faith,  come  do  174 
Sovereign  of  all  the  wor  1S4 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
Behold  what  wondrous  382 
AVe  by  his  Spirit  prove  383 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  386 
How  happy  are  the  new-  399 
All  praise  to  the  Lamb!  404 

ADORATION.    {See  Christ, 

God,  Holy  Spirit,  ami 

Trinity ;  also  Praise.) 

ADVENT,  SECOND.     {See 

Christ.) 
ADVERSITY.     {See  Afflic- 
tions.) 
O  thou,  towho.se  all-sea  534 
'Tis  my  happiness  below  535 
O  ThoU  who  driest  the  539 

ADVOCATE.     {See  Christ 
and  Priest.) 


Figures  refer  to  the  hymns. 

AFFLICTIONS:  {See  Grief, 
Trouble.) 

Blessings  of. 
God  moves  in  a  mysteri  43 
Since  all  the  varying  see  44 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  wa  524 
Deem  not  that  they  are  b  531 
'Tis  niv  happiness  below  535 
In  trouble  and  in  grief,  537 
I  worship  thee,  most  gra  549 

Comfort  under. 
Comc,yediscon.solate,w  294 
Deem  not  that  they  are  531 
When  musing  sorrow  w  538 

0  Thou,  who  driest  the  539 

1  shall  not  want:  In  des  541 
lIoAvfirm  a  foundation,  546 
Your  harps,  ye  trembli  547 
How  gentle  God's  com  553 
Come  on,  my  partners  576 
Hark,  liark,  my  soul  I  an  633 
Theie  is  an  hoiirof  pea^  635 

Courage  in. 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  46S 
l>eset  Avith  snai-es  on  ev  526 
AAvay,  my  unbelieving  552 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
]My  span  of  life  wilTsoon  564 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  566 
A  few  moi'e  years  shall  603 

Deliverance  from. 
Deem  not  that  they  are  531 
How  firm  a  foundation,  546 
Through  all  the  chang  550 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  f  556 
Tho'  troubles  assail,  and  561 
My  span  of  life  will  soon  5(54 
My  hope,  my  all.  my  Sa  569 
When  I  can"  read  my  ti  571 

Family. 
O  God.  who  madest  cart  799 
Wherefore  should  I  ma  815 

Hope  in. 
Silently  the  shades  of  ev  826 

Prayer  in. 
Out  of  the  depths  to  the  83 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  .398 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  4r3 
Beset  with  snares  on  ev  526 
O  Thou,  to  whose  all -sea  534 
AVhen  Israel,  of  the  Lor  559 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  568 
Thei-e  is  no  sorrow,  Lor  780 
Angel  of  covenanted  gr  830 
Jesus,  the  weary  wand  838 
What  a  friend  we  have  874 

Refuge  in. 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  199 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 


AFFLICTIONS:  {Continued.) 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  468 
Loid,  J 'delight  in  thee,  510 
O  Thou  wlio  driest  the  539 
How  firm  a  foundation,  546 
How  gentle  God's  comm  553 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
From  every  stormy  win  767 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 
In  age  and  feebleness  ex  835 

0  sometimes  the  shade  867 

Rejoicing  in. 
My  soul,  repeat  his  prai  9 
Eiirth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  128 
My  God,  the  s])ring  of  401 
My  soul  with  all  thy  wa  524 
'Tis  my  happiness  below  535 
Your  liai-ps,  ve  tremblin  547 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  f  556 
What  are  these  arraved  641 
While  thee  I  seek,  ])rot  818 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Je  843 
Submission  under. 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt  509 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  L  ,530 
My  God,  my  Father,  wh  532 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  .540 
Father,  I  know  that  all  544 
Father,  whate'er  of  ear  545 
I  woishipThee,  most  gr  549 
Awav,  my  needless  fea  555 
Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  M  560 
O  Lord,  how  happy'sho  563 
Angel  of  covenanted  gr  830 
Jesus,  the  weary  wande  838 
He  leadeth  me,  O  bless  861 

AGED  CHRISTIAN. 

And  let  this  feeble  body  046 
In  age  and  feebleness  835 
Only  waiting  till  the  sha  886 
Beyond  the  smiling  and  889 
My  latest  sun  is  sinking  894 

AGONY. 

D  ai-k  w  a  s  th  e  n  i  gh  t,  a  n  d  84 
O  gai-den  of  Olivet,  dear  87 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  273 

ALARM. 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  a  349 
Gracious  Redeemer,  sha  484 
O  where  shall  i-est  be  fo  588 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  591 

AMUSEMENTS,  WORLD- 
LY. 
Vain,  delusive  world,  ad  391 
Jov  is  a  fruit  that  will  392 
Let  worldlv  minds  the  393 
O  how  the  love  of  (rod  a  419 
So  let  our  lii)s  and  lives  490 
How  vain  are  all  things  519 

(397) 


398 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


ANCIKNTS,     EXAMPLLS 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue 
ANGELS: 

ADOKATION  OF. 

Thee  we  a«l()rc,  eternal 

At  ADVKXT  of  ClIKlST. 

Hark  !  tlie  luM-aM  anjrels 
15iiirhle.-t  and  best  of  tU 
At  the  Ascension. 
lie  (lies,  the  friend  of  si 
Lord,  when  thou  tlid'sL 

At    the    COKONATION. 

All  hail  tlie  power  of  Jc 
(  (»ine  h'l  us  Join  our  che 

At  the  Kesikkection. 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  t 
Chnsi.  tlie  Lord,  is  risen 

At  the  Sepilchre. 
The  Lord  is  risen  indee 

Evil. 
Angels,  your  march  opp 

Gf  AUDI  AN. 

Throuirh  all  therhanpin 
^VIlK•il  of  the  petty  king 

In  (Jlouy. 
Hark,  hark,  my  soul,  an 

Ministry  of. 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord 
l'e<leemer  of  mankin<l, 
]Mv  drowsv  powers,  whv 
Hark,  har1<,mv  soul!  ah 
•Saviour,  breathe  an  eve 

SONC  OF. 

While  shepherds  watch 
Hark!  the  herald  angels 
Hark!  what  mean  those 

TiTl.i:  OF  MlNISTEIlS. 

Draw  neai'.  O  Son  of  Go 
We  bid  thee  welcome  in 
AVoKSIIIPEI)  BY. 
How  great  the  wisdom, 

ANGER,  SINFUL. 

(  ome,  C)  my  (Jod,  the  pr 
Giverof  concord, Prince 

ANXIETY,       WOKLDLY. 

'Si I'  Cfirr.) 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to 

()  Lor<l !  how  hai)py  sho 

'Jhe  praying  s|)irit"brea 

AP()ST.\SY:     (See    Jiadc- 
sliihr.) 
DEritECATED. 
Father,  1  dare  believe 
.lesus,  my  tinlli,  my  wa 
Aiil  Lord,  with  trembl 
Final. 
Stay,  thou  insulted  spir 
How  hapity  are  they  w 
A  cliarge  to  keep  I  hav(! 
All!  Lord,  with  trembli 

APOSTT-ES'  ( O.MMISSION 
(Jo  preach  my  gospel, sai 

AHMOI{,(  IIHISTIAN. 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 
My  soul,b(!on  thy  guar<l. 
Stand  lip!  slMn<rnp  for.J 
Equip  me  for  llie  war, 


II 
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US 

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127 

IIG 

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.'i.-iO 
577 

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717 


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401 


ASCENSION  OF  CHllIST. 

{See  Christ.) 

ASHAMED  OF  JESUS. 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  405 
Take  up  thy  cross,  the  S  543 

ASLEKP  IN  JESUS.     {See 
l>e(ith.) 

ASPIIIATIONS: 

FOK  Chkist. 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 
O  love  divine,  how  swee  35G 
More  love  to  thee,  O  (  hr  41(5 
Guide  me,  U  thou  great  400 

FoK  Divine  Grace. 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise  440 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  777 

For  Gon. 
Mv  God.  I  love  theo  not  151 
Mv  (.Jod,  the  spring  of  a  401 
Nearer,  my  Go(l,  to  thee  473 
My  Goci,  my  portion  an  518 

For  Heaven. 
Thine  earthlv  Sabbaths,  2(V4 
Forever  with  the  Lord  031 

1  would  not  live  alwav  (547 
Jerusalem,  my  hajijiy  h  041) 
O  when  shall  T  t-ee  Jesus  881 

For  Holiness. 
O  for  a  closer  walk  -wit  3(54 
My  faith  looks  up  to  the  308 
O'for  a  heart  to  jiraise  440 
O  Thou,  to  whose  all-sea  534 

For  Peace  and  Rest. 
O  where  shall  rest  be  f  588 

Of  Faith.    {See  Faith.) 

Of  Hope.    {See  Hope.) 
ASSURANCE: 

Declared. 
O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  370 
Now  1  have  found  the  g  378 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  370 
How  can  a  sinner  know  3vS0 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove,  383 
"Who  "can  describe  the  jo  387 

0  thou  G(»d  of  mv  salva  381) 
All  praise  to  the' Lamb,  404 
Sons  of  (Jod,  exulting  ri  405 
Jesus  is  our  conimoM  Lo  4015 

1  know  that  mv  Redeem  413 
Children  of  the  Heaveiil  45S 
1  hear«i  tiie  voice  of  Jes  843 
r.les.sed  a»uraiice,  Jesu  80 
Fade,  fade  each  earthly  8G3 

DrsiKED. 
Whv  should  the  children  183 
Author  of  failh,  elenial  377 
Not  with  our  mortal  ev  381 
Rehold  what  wondrous  3S2 
Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  385 
Arise,  mv  soul,  arise.  38<5 
O,  'tis  delight,  willuMit  388 
What  shall  I  do,  my  (.o  300 
Joy  is  a  fruit  that  w  ill  n  302 
I  tlurst,  thou  wouikUmI  304 
How  can  it  be,  thou  hca  305 
Hapiiy  th<-  man  that  fin  30(5 
Lord,  how  secure  and  bl  307 
Mv  Go  I.  the  spring  of  a  4(d 
How  happv  are  llu-v  wli  4(i2 
Jehovah.  (Jod  the  Falhe  4(i3 
Your  liari»s,  ye  tremblin  547 


ASSURANCE:  {Continued.) 
SoroHT. 
Father  I  w  ait  l)eforc  thy  314 
Thou  great  mysterious  357 
( Ome,  O  thou  tfavelei-u  3(50 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  i\  8(51 
'Tis  a  thing  1  long  to  ku  302 

ATONEMENT: 
Completed. 
O  sacred  head,  now  wo  90 
Our  sins  on  Christ  were  02 
Rehold  the  Sa v  iour  of  m  04 
Not  all  the  bUnul  of  bea  109 
Hark!  the  voice  of  love  113 
(  hrist  the  Lord  is  risen  127 
lllow  ye  the  trum))et,blo  267 
Arise,' my  soul,  arise,  ^>*j 
Lord  1  ain  thine,  entirel  829 
Needed. 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m  10(5 
Not  all  tiie  blood  of  beas  loO 

Receiving  the. 
O  love  Divine,  what  has  9(1 
Would  Jesus  have  the  s  07 
A\hen  1  survev  the  wiui  102 
'Tislinished!  'The  Mess  103 
"NVhen  on  Sinai's  ton  1  s  104 
Sons  of  God,  triumpliant  105 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m  10t5 
There  is  a  fountain  lille  107 
(ailed  from  above.  I  ris  108 
Not  ad  theltlood  of  beas  1*) 
Ry  faith  1  to  the  founlai  111 
Let  earth  and  heaven  a  141 
TlKUi  hidden  source  of  c  lT>8 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  308 
In  evil  long  I  tix.k  delig  312 
Father,  I  wait  before  th  314 
Wheivwith,  O  Lord,  sh  321 
With  glorious  clouds  en  340 
How  sad  our  stale  by  na  343 
Alas!  and  di<l  mv  siivio  344 
Father,  I  stretch  inv  ban  345 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  34(5 
Jesus,  my  all.  to  lieaven  3.'>0 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  .attend  351 
Jesus.  Lover  of  niv  >oul.  354 
Let  the  world  their  virt  3:i5 
O  love  divine,  how  swee  3.5(5 
Thou  great  mysteiious  :^57 
O  thou  who  hast  our  sor  :^58 
Come,()  thou  Traveler  n  .3(50 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a  301 

SlFFICIENT. 

There's  a  wideness  in  (i  27 
Father,  how  wide  tin  g  42 
Thou  art  the  way.  to  th  si 
O  sacrtMl  Head  now  won  00 
Hail,  thou  once<le>pised  120 
Of  him  who  di<i  salvalio  1(55 
(Ome  ve  sinners,  jxior  a  273 
The  voice  of  free  gnue  27(5 
Give  me  the  w  ings  of  fa  0;i7 

Universal. 
O  love  divine,  what  hast  On 
Would  .lesus  have  (he  s  07 
When  1  surv«'v  the  won  102 
"I'lstlnished!  "'I'lie  Mess  103 
When  on  MnaTs  toj»  1  s  104 
Sonsof  (;od.  ti  lumphant  105 
Rock  of  ages,  clefl  b»r  m  10(5 
TlH'i-e  is  a  fouulaiu  lille  107 
(ailed  from  above,  I  ris  lOS 
Not  all  the  bhwid  of  beas  109 
Ry  faith  1  to  Ihe  buinla  111 
Let  earth  and  heaven  a  141 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


399 


ATONEMENT:  {Continued.) 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  207 
Sinners,  obey  the  (Jospel  iHW 
Come,  O  ye  sinuens,  to  y  2i)9 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
IIo!  every  one  that  thirs  271 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  s  278 
Let  every  mortal  ear  att  279 
"Weary  souls  that  wande  285 
AVhat* could  your  Kedee  2S6 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  288 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  307 
Alas!  ancl  did  my  Savio  344 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a  361 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  376 
"Wonders  of. 
How  great  the  -wisdom,  133 

ATTRIBUTES,      DIVINE. 
{See  God.) 

AUTUMN. 

See  the  leaves  around  \i  715 

AVARICE. 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  488 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w  514 
O  how  can  they  look  up  705 

ATVAKENING  AND  IN- 
VITING. 
Lo!  He  comes  with  clou  163 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  b  267 
Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  268 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  269 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Hoi  ever\-  one  that  thir  271 
O  do  not  "let  the  word  d  272 
Come,  ye  sinners  poor  a  273 
O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  fo  274 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  275 
The  voice  of  free  grace  c  276 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  st  278 
Let  every  mortal  ear  at  279 
In  the  soft  season  of  thy  280 
Drooping  souls,  no  long  281 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  282 
The  Saviour  calls !  Let  283 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  pur  284 
"NVeary  souls  that  wand  285 
What  could  vour  Redee  286 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  288 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  289 
Behold!  a  stranger  at  t  291 
lieturn,  O  wanderer,  re  293 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  294 
fome,  let  ns  who  in  Chr  295 
Repent,  the  voice  celest  296 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  Go  297 
And  will  the  judge  desc  298 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  th  299 
While  life  prolongs  its  p  300 
Arise,  mv  tend'rest  tho  301 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whos  302 
What  is  the  thing  of  gr  303 
Jesus,  Redeemer  of  man  305 
Jesus,  thou  all-vedeemi  306 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  307 
Late,  late,  so  late!  and  3:20 
Day  of  judgment,  day  o  629 

BACKSLIDER: 

I'AKDONED. 

A  broken  heart,  my  God  324 
I'kayer  of. 
As  pants  the  hart  for  co  353 
Jesus,  answer  from  abo  359 
Saviour,  I  now  with  sha  SG3 


BACKSLIDER:  {Continued.) 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  361 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  oVA't 
O  thou  whose  mercy  he  367 
I)ei)th  of  mercy,  can  Iher  3(58 
Sweet  was  the"  time  whe  3(i9 
O  thou  in  wliose  presenc  370 
How  shall  a  lost  sinner  371 
And  wilt  tliou  yet  be  fo  372 
O  Jesus,  full  of  grace,       373 

BACKSLIDING.    {See  De- 
clension and  Aposta- 
sy.) 
Return,  O  wanderer,  ret  203 
O  that  t  could  repent,      Shi 
O  for  the  happy  days  go  352 
BAPTISM: 

Adult.    {See  Confession.) 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  233 
Baptized  into  Thy  name  235 

Infants. 
God  of  eternal  truth  and  234 
How  large  the  promise,  236 
See  Israel's  gentle  Shep  237 
Thus  Lydia  sanctified  h  2:38 
Shepherd  of  tender  yoiit  699 
Saviour,  who  thy  Hock  a  700 

Of  Holy  Spirit. 
Creator,  Spirit,  bvwbos  107 
Lord  God,  the  IIolv  G ho  1-8 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  Go  191 
Come,  Father,  Sou,  and  233 

Of  Jests. 
One  there  is,  above  all  o    75 
BARREN  FIG-TREE. 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  th  368 
Let  me  alone  another  ye  707 
Our  few  revolving  yea'rs  709 

BEATIFIC  VISION. 

Away  Avith  our  sorrow  a  642 
BEING    OF    GOD.       {See 

God.) 
BELIEVERS :     {See  Chris- 
tians and  Saints.) 
Encouraged. 
]»ise,  my  soul,  and  stret  455 
Your  harps,  ye  trembli  o^7 
Example  of. 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  4G5 
Foundation  of. 

How  firm  a  foundation,  546 
Support  of. 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-sea  534 
Triumph  of. 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  376 
BENEDICTION: 
Aaronic. 
Jehovah,  God  the  Fathe  40] 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  7So 
Apostolic. 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  th  5S1 
BENEVOLF4XCE.         (  See 

Charity.) 
BEREAVEMENT.  {See Af- 
flictions,   Death,    and 
Funeral  Ili/mns.) 
BIBLE.    {SeeWordofGod.) 
Father  of  all  in  whom  &S3 
How  precious  is  the  boo  084 


BIBLE.     {Continued.) 

The  counsels  of  redcenii  n.8.'> 
Father  of  mercies,  in  th  rvs«j 
O  Wurd  of  God  incarnu  6S8 

BIRTH  OF  A  CHILD. 

Gentle  stranger,  fearles  814 

BIRTHDAY: 
Of  a  Consort. 
Come  away  to  the  skies  813 

BISHOPS :  (See  Ministers.) 
Ordination  of. 
Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God  221 

BLOOD  OF  CHRIST.    (See 
Atonement  and  Christ.) 

BOLDNESS        AT       THE 
THRONE  OF  GRACE. 
AVith  joy  we  meditate  t  123 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 

BRAZEN  SERPENT.  (.S^ee 
Cfirist.) 

BREAD: 

Daily. 
Author  of  good,  we  rest  548 
Day  "by  day  the  manna  5.58 
Our  Heavenly  Father,  h  762 

Of  Heaven. 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  242 
Author  of  our  Salvation,  244 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  460 

BREVITY  OF  LIFE.    {See 
Life.) 

BRIDEGROOM. 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  w  736 

BROKEN    HEART:      {See 
Contrition.) 
Show  pity,  Lord,0  Lord  310 
A  broken  heart,  mv  God,  324 
When,  rising  froni  the  b  326 
Prayed  for. 
Jesus,  mv  Advocate  abo  300 
O  for  that  tenderness  of  313 
O  that  I  could  repent,  W  316 
O  that  I  could  repent,  O  317 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  363 

BROTHERLY  LO V  E.   ( See 

Communion  of  Saints.) 

BURDEN  CAST  ON  GOD. 
The  God  of  Abiah'm  pra  17 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  46S 
Jesus,  my  truth,  my  wa  476 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  IJiot  4s<0 
W  ho  in  the  Lord  con  fide,  493 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  ."m4 
Away,  my  needles-^  fears  .555 
(ilveto  the  winds  thy  fe  5.56 
Lo!  I  come  with  joy  to  d  834 

BURIAL.       {See    Funeral 
Jfymns.) 

BUSINESS,  SECULAR. 

Teachme.myGodand  K  52S 
Forth,  in  thy  name,  <)  L  S25 
Father,  into" thy  hands  a  833 

cala:mities: 

Family. 

O  c;od,  who  madest  eart  799 
Public. 

O  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 


400 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


CALVAUY.       (See    Cruci- 
Jixiun.) 
Ye  that  pa?s  by,  behold    89 
>Vhile  in  theajroniesof  rt    95 
AN  hen  i>n  Sinai's  tt>i>  I  s  li>4 
l^anib  t)f  (.ikK  Avho>c'  «1\  i  :i:>0 

CAN  A  AN,  Til  K  UK  AVEN- 
LY.     (Sec  Jhaven.) 
In  every  time  and  place,  456 
<;ni<ie  ine,  ()th»)U  (ireat  4()0 
How  happy  is  the  pilgii  839 

CAllE: 

Anxious. 
Ci)mnut  tlion  all  thv  gvi  554 
(Jive  to  the  winds  thy  fe  5.»C 
Lol  1  come  with  joy  iod  834 

Cast  os  God. 
Jesus  "IV  truth,  my  way  476 
Jesus,  m"v  Saviour,  lirot  4S0 
AVho  in  tlie  Lonl  conlid  4'.I3 
Awav,  my  needless  fea  555 
Ciiveto  tlie  winds  thy  fe  556 
O  Lord,  how  hapi>y  sho  5(3 
Lol  I  come  with  joy  tod  834 

CHARITY. 

Ilolv  Lamb,  Avho  thee  CO  80 
Tho"n  art  the  w  ay ;  to  th  81 
lU'lioltl  where  in"  a  mort  142 
A\lK'n  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  4S,s 
Jrsus  let  all  thv  lovers  s  498 
:siust  I  my  broilier  keep  4fK) 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  500 
Jesus,  my  I>)rd,  how  ric  502 
Tiiese  m«"»rtal  joys,  how  s  503 
Eatlierof  mercies,  send  504 
Jesus,  united  bv  thy  pv  742 
Cliiist,  from  whom  all  b  743 
Eatliei, at  tliv  footstool  s  744 
Cii  vei-  of  conconl.  Prince  747 
1^)!  what  an  entertaini  748 

CIIASTENIXGS.     (SeeAf- 
Jl  id  ions.) 

CHILDREN: 

IJ  ATT  I  ZED. 

God  of  eternal  truth  an  234 
How  lai;re  tiie  jjromise,  2:;6 
See  Israel's  gentle  >hep  237 
ThusLydiasanctifie.l  h  238 
Saviour  who  thy  flock  a  700 
Death  of. 
WJiercfore  should  Imak  815 
We  bhiill  sleep,  but  not  f  903 

Ix  WoRJsnip. 
Younprmonand  mai«len  22 
(  elestial  Dove. come  fro  179 
(  ome,  let  us  join  with  o  256 
Katlier,  Son,  and  Holy  (i  436 
These  mortal  joys,  how  h  503 
Tli«'  niorniii'j'  Jli>wers  di  611 
Our  Heavenly  l-'ather,  h  762 
Around  the  throne  of  G  892 

PlOfSI.V  EniTATED. 

How  shall  the  vounjr  sec  Osl 
Shepherd  of  ten<lcr  yout  6fK) 
Saviour,  who  thv  flock  a  700 
Savir.ur.  like  a  shepherd  7(d 
T.vccM.lsiloani'sshadvr  702 
While  wr-  with  fear  and  703 
Mcrcv.descenflin^'from  701 
(}  how  can  thev  look  up  705 
(  onie.  Father,  Son,  and  7^6 
(MMitle  sirantrer,  fearle^  81 » 
Around  the  thr<meof  (io  892 


CHOICE: 
Of  Mauy. 

O  love  divine,  how  swee  356 
lU'.-et  with  snares  on  ev  526 
Lol  I  come  with  joy  tod  834 
Of  Moses. 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  wa  524 
CHORrsOF  PRAISE. 

Younj^men  and  maiden    22 
Inliui.e  God,  to  thee  we    39 

CHRIST: 

AUIDINGWITII  liELlEVEKS. 

Sun  of  mv  sold,  thou  Sa  822 
Abide  Willi  me:  last  fall  82S 

Adokation  of.  (See 
Praise  to  Christ.) 
This,  this  is  the  God  we  23 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  129 
Come,  let  us  join  our  che  143 
Dehold  the  glories  of  th  147 
Shall  hvnins  of  grateful  l.'JO 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 

ADVENT, FiKST.  (Alsosce 
Star  of  Bethlehem.) 
Hark!  the  glad  sound,  t  58 
.lov  to  the  world,  the  I  o  59 
Moitals,aw  ake!  with  an  60 
While  shepherds  waU-h  61 
Sing,  all  in  heaven,  at  J  62 
Hark!  the  herald  angel  63 
Tons  this  dav  a  Child  is  67 
Hark!  what  mean  those  68 
When  marshaled  on  the  6.9 
I'.rightest  an<l  best  of  th  72 
Angels  from  the  realms  73 
Shout  the  glad  tidingse  135 
Come,  thou  long-expect  778 

Advent,  Second.  ( See 
Christ,  SccondCouiing 
of.) 

X\A.  IN  Am.. 
Thou  hidden  source  of  c  158 
Lord  of  earth,  thv  form  475 
Fountain  of  life,  to  all  be  770 

Ai.riiA  and  Omega. 
Love  divine,  all  loves  ex  444 

A  M  EN. 

Lo!  he  comes,  with  clou  163 

Annunciation  of.  (See 
Advent  of. 

Ascension  of. 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si  88 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se  114 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  1)9 
L(U-<l.wheii  thou  didst  as  120 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  t  121 
Now  let  our  cheerfnl  ev  122 
Hail  tlM'dav  that  sees  II  126 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  I  127 

Ashamed  of. 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  1>  495 

Atonement  of.  (.4  Jso  see 
Atonrnirnt.) 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo  90 
Our  sin«  on  Chrisl  were  92 
Roun<l  upon  the  accurs  93 
Hehold  the  Saviourofm  94 
While  in  the  agonies  of  95 
O  love  divine,  what  hast  96 
Woubl  .le<u-  have  the  s  97 
Near  Ihecro-s  was  Mary  9S 
Fnun  )hecr«»ss  thebloofi  <.>9 
N(»t  all  thebhwd  «»f  beas  109 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

Hail !  thou  once  despise<l  129 
How  great  the  wisdom,  i:« 
Let  earth  and  heaven  ag  141 
In  evil  long  I  took  delig  312 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio  ,344 
Arise,  my  toul,  arise,       36(i 

Beauty  of. 
^lajestic  sweetness  sits  154 

IIlKTIl  OF.     (See  Advent.) 

Blood  of.    (See  Passion.) 
Let  not  the  w  ise  their  w  514 
My  God,  my  God,  to  the  765 

Bkazen  Seupent. 
I>et  earth  and  heaven  a  141 

Bkead  of  Life. 
Jesus,  at  wh(  se  suprem  242 
Author  of  our  salvation,  244 

Bkother. 

C  hildren  of  the  heavenl  458 

Captain  of  Salvation. 
Hark, how  the  watchma  209 
Angels  your  march  opp  210 
Soldiers"  of  (  hrist,  arise,  572 
Onwaitl,  (hristian  soldi  575 
Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  580 

CUAKACTEK  OF. 

O  W(U-shii>  the  King,  19 

My  dear  Redeemer  and    79 
I)elu)ld  where  in  a  mort  142 
Compassion     of.       (See 

Love  of.) 
Condescension  OF.    (See 
Hxnnanit]!  of  aud/Zw- 
vtiliation  of.) 

CONQUEROU. 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  t  121 
I-ook,  ye  saints,  the  sigh  V.Ui 
IVIy  Saviour  and  mv  Kin  160 
ViiiQ  on  your  rapii\cour  211 
Conquest  of. 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si  88 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se  114 
The  Sun  of  righteousne  115 
The  I^»rd  is  risen  indee  116 
Ye  faithful  souls  who  J  119 
Lord,  when  thou  (li<lst  a  120 
Our  Lord  is  list-n  from  t  121 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  H  126 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  rise  127 

COKNEK-STONE. 

(  hrist  is  maile  the  sure  089 
Behold  the  smefoundat  691 

COHONATION  OF. 

The  head  that  once  was  131 
All  hail  the  i.owerof  Je  132 
Look,  ve  .-aints.  the  sig  136 
Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
Our  Lord  i>  now  rejecte  904 

CUEDENTIAI.S. 

Behold,  the   bMiul  their    77 
CKt>ss  OF.     (See  Crticijix- 

ion.) 
Let  the  world  their  virt  355 
O  Ihou  who  bM>l  our  s<u-  3.V< 
A  ain,deluvivewf)rl<l.ad  :WI 
How  can  il  be,  thou  hea  :)95 
Jesus,  kee])  me  near  the  S66 
Death   of.    (Ser  Atnve- 

inrnf   and   J'fiasioti  of 

Cnirifi.riou.) 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


401 


CHRIST:  {Continued.) 

Delight  is. 
How  tedious  ancl  tastel 
^Iv  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt, 
Lord,  1  delife'ht  in  thee, 

Dependence  ok. 
Sou  of  God,  thy  blessing 
Upliold  nie.  Saviour,  or 
I  need  thee  every  hour, 

Desire  of  Nations. 
Hark!  the  lierald  angel 
Angels,  from  the  realms 
(Jome,  thou  loug-expect 

Divinity  op.    {See  God- 
head of.) 

Exaltation  of. 
What  equal  honoi'3  shal 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J 
Now  let  our  cheerful  eye 
Hail  I  thou  once  despise 
The  head  that  once  was 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je 
How  great  the  wisdom, 
Eeioice,  the  Lord  is  Kin 
Behold  the  glories  of  the 
Redeemer  of  mankind. 

Example. 
My  dear  Redeemer  and 
Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  c 
Outof  the  depths  to  thee 
"What  grace,  O  Lord,  an 
Behold  where  in  a  morta 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m 
Bv  cool  Siloam's  shady  r 
Sweetly,  Lord,  have  we 

Excellencies  of. 
O  could  I  speak  the  mat 
Majestic  sweetness  sits  e 
My  Saviour  and  my  Kin 
Love  Divine,  all  loves  e 

Faith  in.    {See  Faith.) 

Following. 

0  Thou,  to  whose  all-se 

Foundation. 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  str 
Christ  is  made  the  "sure 
My  hope  is  built  on  noth 

Fkiend  of  Sinners. 
One  there  is,  above  all  o 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si 
Behold  a  Stranger  at  th 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Frie 
Come,  O  thou  Traveller, 
Whr.t  a  friend  we  have 

Fullness  of. 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 

1  know  til  at  my  Redeem 
I :  .card  the  voice  of  Jes 

Galilean  King. 
Hail !  thou  once  despise 

Gethsemane. 
Dark  Avas  the  night  and 
'Tis  midnight;   and  on 

Glory  of.  {See  Exalted.) 
Far  as  thy  name  is  kno 
Let  everlasting  glories  c 

Glorying  in. 
Salvation,  O  the  joyful 
AVhat  equal  honors  shal 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  c 
In  the  cross  of  Chiist  I  g 

26 


505 
509 
510 

4o0 

-ISl 
851 

63 
73 

778 


76 

78 

no 

]2J 
120 
131 
132 
133 

U7 
159 

79 
SO 
83 
130 
U2 
488 
702 


139 
154 
160 
444 


534 

474 

689 

849 


291 
334 
360 
874 

354 
413 
843 

129 

84 
110 

205 
682 

S    65 
76 

78 
91 
101 


CHRIST:  {Continued.) 

Mighty  God,  while  angc  140 
Let  earth  an<l  heaven  a  141 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch  143 
Now  begin  the  heavenly  149 
How  sweet  the  name  o"f  153 
iNLijestic  sweetness  sits  e  154 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dar  155 
Jesus,  I  love  tiivcharmi  156 
My  Saviour  ani\  my  Kin  160 
Grace  'tis  a  channing  s  161 
To  God,  the  only  wise,  162 
Nature  with  ope"nvolum  164 
Oi  Him  who  dicl  salvati  165 
Now,  to  the  Lord  wlio  m  1(56 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  495 
*'  Take  up  thy  cross,"  the  543 

Godhead  of. 
Great  God.  to  me  the  sig    52 
To  us  a  child,  of  roval  b    70 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  s    SS 
O  Love  divine!  what  has    9o 

Grace. 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  78 
What  grace,  O  Lord,  an  130 
Majestic  sweetness  sits  154 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dar  155 
Grace  'tis  a  charming  s  161 
Nature  with  open  volum  164 

Guardian. 
Where  high  the  heaven  773 

Hiding-place. 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m  106 
Jesus.  Lover  of  my  soul,  354 

High  Priest. 
Now  let  our  cheerful  ev  122 
With  jov  we  meditate  t  123 

0  thou  eternal  N'ictim.  s  124 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  m  166 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  267 
Jesus,'my  Advocate  abo  309 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,       386 

1  know  that  my  Redeem  413 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 

Humanity  of. 
My  dear  Redeemer  and  79 
O  love  divine  that  stoop  82 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  H  126 
Behokl  where  in  a  morta  142 
"When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  4S8 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 

Humiliation  of. 

What  equal  honors  shal  76 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  83 

O  sacred  Head,  now  wo  90 

Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  c  91 

Bound  upon  th'  accurse  93 

O  Love  Divine !  what  ha  96 

Would  Jesus  have  the  s  97 

Near  the  cross  was  Mary  98 

Behold  where  in  a  morta  142 

Image  of  the  Father. 

Mighty  God,  while  ange  140 

Immanuel. 

Hark  I  the  herald  angels  63 

Incarnation. 

Mortals,  awake,  with  an  60 

While  shepherds  watch  61 

Sing,  all  in  heaven,  at. J  62 

Hark  I  the  herald  angels  63 

Father,  our  hearts  we  1  66 

Tons  this  dav  a  ChiM  is  67 

To  us  a  Child"  of  royal  hi  70 

Zion,  the  marvelous  sto  135 


CHRIST:  {Continued.] 
Intercession  of. 
Now  kt  Gi.r  cheerful  e- 
With  jcy  we  nu-tlitate  th 

0  tliou  "eternal  Victim  s 
Before  the  throne  my  Sa 
Hail  the  flay  that  sees  h 
Hail,  thou  o"iice  desi)ise<l 
All  hail  the  i)Ower  of  Je 
Arise,  my  soul,  .•irise, 

1  know  that  my  RcQeem 
Invitation  op. 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesii 

Jehovah. 
Great  God,  to  me  the  sig 
Jehovah,  God  the  Fathe 

Jesus. 
To  us  a  Child  of  royal  b 
Jesus,  the  very  thought 
How  sweet  the  name  of 
Jesus,  I  love  thv  charm 
O  for  a  thousand  tongue 

Judge. 
Lol  He  comes,  with  do 
He  comes,  he  comes,  the 

King  of  Glory. 
Joy  to  the  world — the  L 
Oiir  Lord  is  risen  from  t 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  h 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je 
Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin 
Zion,  the  marvelous  sto 
Look,  ye  saints,  the  sig 
Hark,  "ten  thousand  liar 

King  of  Saints. 
O  worship  the  King,  all 
Ye  servants  of  God,  you 
Shout  the  glad  tidings. 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  m 
Come,  thou  long-expect 

King,  Sovereign. 
Joy  to  the  world,  the  L 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord 
The  head  that  once  was 
Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin 

Knocking. 
Behold,  a  stranger  at  th 

Ladder. 
Redeemer  of  mankind^ 

Lamb  of  God. 
Ye  that  pass  by,  behold 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  m 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beas 
Hail,  thou  once  despised 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch 
Behold  the  glories  of  the 
Just  as  I  am,  without  o 
With  glorious  clouds  en 

Leader. 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great 
Lead,  kinillv  Light,  ami 
Gently  Lord,  O  gentlv  I 
Give  me  the  wings  of  tai 
Saviour,  like  a  shepher 

Life, 
How  sweetly  flowed  the 
One  there  is" above  all  ot 
Behold  the  blind  their  s 
My  dear  Redeemer  and 
Hblv  Lamb,  who  thee  c 
Thou  art  the  Way:  to  th 
Dark  Avas  the  night,  and 
O  Master,  it  is  good  to  b 


122 
J  23 
1J4 
125 
126 
129 
132 

a^6 

413 

843 

52 
403 

70 
152 
153 
156 
374 

163 
5i,U 

59 
121 
126 
127 
132 
134 
135 
]3i) 
137 

19 

20 

135 

16'} 

778 

f.9 
128 
131 
134 

291 

159 

89 
94 
109 
129 
143 
147 
318 
340 

460 
4(i2 
463 
(537 
701 


402 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


CHRIST:  {Continued.) 

Wlicn  at  this  di.staiicc,  86 
U  jrarik'ii  of  Olivet,  Ui-ar  ^7 
Ye  lliat  jtass  by,  hvhoUl  89 
U  sacred  Head,  now  wo  90 
What  L'lace,  (>  I.onl,  an  180 
r>ehol(i  where  in  a  niort  142 
Did  Christ  o'er  siiineis  311) 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jes  843 
Light. 
O  Jesus,  Lijjhtof  all  nat  14(5 
My  Ciod,  the  soring  of  al  4ol 

0  word  of  Ciod  incarnat  (>88 
.Sweet  honr  of  ])rayei-,       7si) 

1  heard  tlie  voice  of  Jesu  b43 

LON(;  SlFFEKING  OF. 

Behold  a  strunjrer  at  the  201 
l)ei)th  o£  uiercy  can  tlier  3t>8 

Loud. 
The  head  that  once  was  ini 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je  132 

Love  for.    (See  Love.) 

Love  of. 
Salvation,  O  the  joyful  s  65 
One  there  is,  above  all  o  75 
■\Vhat  equal  honors  shall  7G 
Jesus  diink.s  the  bitter c  91 
Near  the  cross  was  Mary  98 
Hark  I  the  v(nce  of  love  a  113 
What  giacc,  O  Lord,  an  130 
Awake,  niv  soul,  to  jovf  13S 
O  could  I  sneak  the  mat  l-'JO 
Mighty  (ioci,  while  ange  140 
Let  caVth  and  heaven  a  141 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch  143 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  147 
Now  begin  the  heavenly  140 
I'limged  in  a  guli  of  daV  155 
Mv  >avi()ur  and  mv  Kin  KiO 
(»f  him  who  dill  safvatio  105 
Now  to  the  Lord  who  m  1(5(5 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  34(5 
()  Ix)ve  divine,  how  swe  35(5 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  the  3(18 
Hark,  mv  soid|  it  is  the  385 
What  shall  I  «io.  my  Co  390 
How  can  it  be,  thou"  hea  395 
Jesus  is  oui-  comnu)n  Lo  40(5 
Jesus,  thy  boundless  lov  409 
Love  Divine,  all  loves  e  444 
Do  not  I  love  thee,  (>  my  40(5 
She  loved  her  Saviour  a  407 
There  wei'C  ninety  and  n  844 
What  wondrous  love  is  871 

Love  to. 
Hark,  mv  soul,  it  is  the  3S5 
O  'tis  flelight  without  al  388 
O  thou  (ioil  of  jnv  sal  vat  IWt 
Wliat  shall  I  doinv(io«l  300 
Oh<»w  thelovei.f  Codat  410 
Tliee  will  I  love,  mv  str  474 
Do  not  F  love  thee.  O  my  4% 
How  tedious  and  tastele  505 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  50(5 
My  sole  pos>ession  is  thy  002 

Lovemness  op. 
What  grnre.O  Lord, and  130 
Jesus,  these  eyes  have  n  14') 
Jesus,  the  very  th(»ught  152 
Ma|estif  sweetness  sits  154 
Light  of  life,  seraphic  11  785 
LoviVf;. KINDNESS  OF. 

Awake,  my  sf»ul,  tojoyf  13S 
M \«TEn. 
Thou  Befugo  of  my  soul  rm 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entire  829 


CUBIST:  {Continued.) 

Mediatoii.  (Scclnt4;rccs- 
sion  of.) 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  II  120 
Arise,  my  soul,  uri»e,        3j>G 

Meekness  of. 
My  dear  Bedeemcr  and    79 
AV'liat  urace, «»  Lt>rd,  an  i:iU 
ISehold  where  in  a  mort  142 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  488 

Mekcy  of. 
What  grace,  O  Lord,  nn  130 
Jesus,  Kedeemerof  man  3(i5 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  the  3(58 

:Messiah. 
'Tislinished!    The  Mess  103 
Karth,  rejoice,  oui-  Loi-d  12^i 
Lo!  He  comes,  with  do  1(5:5 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorio  GGO 

Mighty  God. 
Creat  Cod,  to  me  the  sig    52 
Mighty  God,  while  ange  140 

MiNISTKY  OF. 

How  sweetlv  flowed  the  74 
Behold  the  blind  theirs  77 
My  dear  liedeemer  and  79 
Behold  where  in  a  mort  142 

M I K  A c  K es  o  F .     ( See  Miii- 
istrij  of.) 

MOKNING  STAK. 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  495 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  704 

Name  of. 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je  132 
How  sweet  the  name  of  153 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charmi  15(5 
()  for  a  thousan'd  tongue  374 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  87G 

Nativity.    (See  Advent.) 

Nearness  of. 

0  Love  divine,  that  stoop  82 
Offices  of. 

1  know  that  my  Bedeem  118 
Hail,  thou  once  desi)ised  129 
Now  to  the  Lord  who  m  1(5(5 
(Sen      Prophet^     I'ricst^ 

Ainy,  etc.) 

Olivet. 
<)  garden  of  Olivet,  dear    87 
'Tis  midnight;   and  on  110 

OiR  Passover. 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  129 

Passion  of. 
Dark  was  the  night,  an  84 
He  dies!  the  Kru'ud  of  s  K8 
Ye  that  pass  bv,  behold  89 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo  W 
.Tesus  (Iritiks  the  bitter  01 
Bound  upon  the  accurs  03 
Beliol.l  theSavi<mrof  m  04 
AVhile  in  the  agonies  of  05 
O  love  divine,  what  hast  9(5 
Wf)ul<l  Jesus  have  the  si  07 
When  I  survev  the  won  102 
'Tis  flnishe.l!  The  Messi  103 
When  on  Sinai's  top  I  s  lOt 
Sons  of  (wvl.  tiiiimphant  105 
]?ock  of  ages,  cleft  for  u)  100 
Tliereisa  fo\inlain  fllle<|  107 
Called  from  above.  I  ris  108 
Not  all  thebh.o.l  of  bens  100 
Bv  faith  !  to  the  fountai  111 
O  thou  whose  offering  o  112 


CllKlST:  {Continued.) 

Hark:  the  voice  of  love  113 
Alas,  and  did  my  Savio  344 

Pattern.    {Sec  Example 
of.) 

Physician. 
Jesus,  thy  far  extended  835 

Praise  to.     {Sec  J'raise.) 
Come  let  us  who  in  Chr  205 
I'raise  the  Saviour,  all  (577 

Precious. 
O  could  I  ppeak  the  mat  139 
Jesus,  these  eyes  have  n  145 
Jesus,  the  verv  thought  152 
Jesus,  I  love  tliv  charm  150 
My  God,  the  Spring  of  a  401 

Priest. 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  119 
Now  let  our  cheei  ful  ey  122 
With  joy  we  meilitatet  123 

0  thou  eternal  Victim  s  124 
liefore  Hie  throne  my  S  125 
Hail,  thou  once  despised  129 
Kedeemer  of  mankind,  159 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  m  10(5 
Jesus,  the  Coiuiueror,  r  208 
Blow  ye  the  trumitet,  hi  207 
Jesus,' my  Advocate  alx>  ;50i) 
Arise,  mv  soul,  arise,       380 

1  know  that  my  IJedeem  413 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 

Prince  of  Peace. 
Hark  the  glad  sound,  th  58 
Hark!  the  herald  angels  03 
To  us  a  (  liild  of  hope  is  04 
Father,  our  hearts  we  li  06, 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  th  078 

Prophet. 
Hark,  what  mean  those    68 
To  us  a  Child  of  royal  bi    70 
How  sweeth-  flowed  the    74 
Now  to  the  Lonl,  who  m  100 

Bedeemer. 
Mortals,  awake,  Avitli  a    60 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  147 
I  know  that  my  Bedeem  413 
Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  t  511 

Befcge. 
Bock  of  ng08,  cleft  form  106 
Jesus,  Lover  of  mv  s(ml,  3.54 
Thou  ]{efuge  of  m"y  soul  533 
()  sometimes  the  sliado  8(57 
What  a  friend  we  have  874 

Beigning. 
Jov  to  the  Avorhl— the  L  59 
He"  dies!  the  Friend  of  s  88 
The  head  that  once  was  181 
Bejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin  134 
Hark,  ten  thousand  har  137 
Ji'sus  shall  reign  where  058 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoin  m^ 
HastiMi,  Lord,  the  gh.rio  6  0 
Hark!  the  songof  jubil  (571 
Behold,  the  mountain  of  075 

Resirrection  of. 
He  dies!  the  Friend  of  s  8.8 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se  114 
The  Sun  of  rightcousnes  lift 
The  Lord  is  risen  indee  11(5 
Come,  ve  saints,  look  he  117 
1  know"  that  mv  Bedeem  118 
Ye  faithful  sonls,  who  J  119 
Our  LonI  is  risen  fnmi  t  121 
Hail  th(>  (lav  that  .sees  H  126 
Christ,  the  Lor<l,  is  ri.se  127 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


403 


CHRIST:  (Ck>ntinue(L) 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  255 
Mary  to  the  Saviour's  to  870 

RiGHTEOlSNESS  OF. 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rij?  376 
My  hope  "is  built  ou  uo>h  !>i'J 

Rock  of  Ages. 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  m  106 
By  faith  I  to  the  fountai  111 
Glorious  thiujJTS  of  tliee  206 
My  hope  is  built  ou  noth  i>i9 

Sacrifice.      {See     Pas- 
sion of.) 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beas  109 
O  thou  eternal  Victim, s  12-t 
Alas,  and  did  my  Saviou  844 
Arise,  my  soul,  "arise,       386 

Saviour,  the. 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo    90 

0  coiild  I  speak  the  mat  139 
My  hope,  my  all,  my  Sa  569 
(Also  see    Passion  *and 

Sacrifice.) 
Secosd  Coming  of. 
Hark,  ten  thousand  har  137 
Lo!  He  comes  with  clo  163 
He  comes!  he  comes!  th  590 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  591 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  o  592 
Day  of  judgment,  day  o  629 

1  long  to  behold  him  arr  643 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoin  660 
O  the  hour  when  this  m  841 

Session  of. 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  119 
Now  letoui  cheerful  eye  122 

Shepherd. 
The  Lord  my  Shepherd  i  527 
Shepherd  of  tender  yoiit  699 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  701 

Son  of  David. 
How  did  my  heart  rejoi  197 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to  339 

Son  of  God. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose    50 
Bound  upon  the  accurse    93 

Son  of  Man. 
Bound  upon  the  accurse    93 

Sorrow  of. 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee    83 

Suffering.      (See     Pas- 
sion.) 

Sun  of  Righteousness. 
Hark  !  the  herald  ange's    63 
The  Sun  of  righteousnes  115 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  667 

Surety. 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,       886 

Sympathy  of. 
O  Love  divine,  that  stoo  82 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  83 
Xow  let  our  cheerful  ey  122 
With  joy  we  meditate  "t  123 
Behold  where  in  a  mort  142 
Where  high  the  heavenl  773 

Teacher. 
How  sweetly  flowed  the    74 

Temptation  of. 
My  dear  Redeemer,  and    79 

The  Fountain. 
There  is  a  fountain  fille  107 
(Jailed  from  above,  1  ris  108 


CHRIST:  (Continued.) 

Forever  here  my  lest  sh  408 
Fountain  of  life,  to  all  b  770 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jes  b43 

Transfiguration  of. 
O  Master,  it  is  good  to  b    85 
Wlien  at   this  distance,    86 
AVheu  on  Sinai's  top  I  s  104 

Tree  of  Life. 
Sou  of  God,  thy  blessing  459 

Trust  in.    (See  Trust.) 

Unseen,  but  True. 
Jesus,  these  eyes  have  n  145 
Not  with  our  mortal  ey  3M 
O  thou  God  of  my  salva  389 

Victorious.     (See   Coyi- 
queror.) 

Way, Truth,  and  Life. 
Thou  art  the  way:  to  th  81 
O  thou  whose  otVerinjjo  112 
Redeemer  of  mankinil,  159 
Jesus,  the  all-i-estoring  365 
Jesus,  the  Life,  the  Trut  423 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  W  476 
O  thou  that  Avouldst  not  604 

Weeping, 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  319 

Will  of. 
My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt,    509 

Word  of  God. 
O  Word  of  God  incarna  688 
CHRISTIAN  ACTIVITY: 

Calls  to. 
Go,  labor  on;  spend  and  501 
O  it  is  hard  to  work  for  513 
Stand  up!  stand  up  for  580 

Duty  of. 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have  486 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  528 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cr  566 
Work  for  the  night  is  co  910 

Encouragement  in. 
Come,  let  us  anew,  Our  457 
CHRISTIAN   MINISTRY. 

(See  Ministry.) 

CHRISTIANS:  (See Saiyits.) 

Christ  the  Life  of. 
Jesus,  we  look  to  thee,      732 

Conflicts  of. 
As  pants  the  hart  for  coo  353 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 
O  for  a  closer  v;alk  with  364 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  540 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cr  566 

Conquerors        through 
CHRIST.  (See  Warfare.) 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  469 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise  I  572 

Duties  of. 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  485 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have  4S6 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 
Go, labor  on;  spend  and  501 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  528 

Encouragements  of. 
Children  of  the  heavenl  458 
How  firm  a  foundation,  546 
Your  harps  ye  tremblin  547 


CHRISTIANS:  (Continued.) 

Example  of. 

Itise,  O  my  soul,  pursue 

^>o  let  our  lips  and  lives 

Give  me  the  wiugs  of  fa 

Fellowship    of.       (See 

Communion.) 
Graces  of.    (Src  Faith^ 
Hope.,  and  Love.) 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise 
.^o  let  our  lips  antl  lives 
Father,  whate'er  of  eart 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my 

Security  of. 
Lord,  how  secure  and  bl 

CHRISTMAS.       (See    An- 
gels,    Song     of,     and 
Christ,  Ad  vent' of,  and 
Incarnation  of.) 
CHURCH: 
Beloved  of  God. 
God  in  his  earthly  temp 
Glorious  things  of  thee 
On  the  mountain's  top 
Great  is  the  Lord  our  G 
Beloved  of  Saints. 

1  love  thy  kingdom,  Lor 
How  did'  my  heart  rejoi 
How  pleasant,  how  divi 
Feople  of  the  living  God 

Catholicity  of. 
The  praise  of  ZionAvait 
O  might  my  lot  be  cast  w 

Dedication     of.       (See 
Dedication.) 

Delivered. 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awak 

Divine  Institution. 
Zion  stands  by  hills  surr 
The  Lord  of  glory  is  my 
How  did  my  heart  rejo'i 
Blessed  are"  the  souls  \vh 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his 
The  ])raise  of  Zion  wait 
Great  God  attend,  while 
God,  in  his  earthly  temp 
How  pleasant,  how  divi 
Cireat  is  our  redeeming 
Far  as  thy  name  is  knb 
Glorious  "things  of  thee 

0  might  my  lot  be  cast 

Divinely  Protected. 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his 
Great  God,  attend  while 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awak 

Exhorted. 
Awake,  Jerusalem,  awa 

Glory  of. 
How  pleasant,  how  divi 
Glorious  things  of  thee 
Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers 
Daughter  of  Zion,  from 

Increase  of.    {See  Mis- 
sions.) 

Joining  the. 

1  love  thy  kingdom,  Lo 
O  might  "mv  lot  be  cast 
''Take  uj)  thy  cross,"  th 
Like  Noah's'weary  dov 
Happy  the  souls  to"  Jesu 
O  teirme  no  more,  <  f  tli 
People  of  the  living  God 


465 
490 


440 
4',tO 
545 


397 


202 
2(K) 
674 
690 


194 
197 
203 
749 

200 
2o7 


212 

195 
196 
197 
198 
199 
200 
201 
202 
203 
204 
205 
206 
207 

109 
201 
213 

214 

203 
206 
498 
661 


194 
207 
543 
738 
740 
741 
749 


404 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


CUUIICII:  (QjniinucJ.) 

Witness,  yc  nuMi  ami  an  7.'.:] 
Loril  1  am  thine,  entirel  biy 

Laving  of  Coknek-stone. 
On  this  stone,  uow  laid  G92 

Love  to. 
I  love  tljy  kinjT'lom,  Lo  194 
The  Lord  of  glory  i.s  my  I'.Ki 
How  ditl  my  heaii  rcjoic  lii7 

Militant. 
.Tesus,  the  Conquei-or,  re  208 
Hark,  liow  the  watehma  2U9 
A  nereis-  your  march  oppo  210 
1  i-jreoii  your  rai)id  eou  211 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awa  212 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awak  21:'. 
Awake,  Jerusalem,  awa  2U 

Secire. 
"When  Israel  of  the  Lor  559 

TniiMrnoF. 
Jesus,  the  Conqueror,  re  2as 
I'rgeon  your  lapiil  cou  211 
Dau^'hter  of  Zion,  awa  212 
A  mjglitv  Fortress  is  on  551 
Forwartf  be  our  watchw  574 
On  the  mountain's  top  674 
lie-hold  the  mountain  of  675 
AVatchman,  tell  us  of  th  G7S 

Unitv  of. 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch  14n 
One  sole  bajjtismal  sign  1!>3 
The  piaiseof  Zion  wait  200 
(iod,  in  his  earthly  lem  202 
IL'irk, hark, mv soul;  an  6:^3 
IMest  be  the  tie  that  bin  751 

CIRCrMSPECTIOX. 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  h  470 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 

CLOSE  OF  SERVICE.  (.See 
Hcrtnon.) 
To  Cod,  the  only  wise,  102 
Now  to  the  Lor<l,  who  m  HJi; 
Saviour,  again  tothyde  2(;ti 
Forever  hei-e  ujy  rest  sh  4(is 
Lor<l,  dismiss  lis  witli  t  5si 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bin  751 

CLOSET.       {See     Medita- 
tion.) 
COLLECTIONS: 

Foil  Missions. 
The  natif)ns  rail ;  from  0<i9 
From  (ireenland's  i<'y  m  (>70 
I'raise  the  Saviour,  jill  y  077 

FOK  Tin:  PooK. 
When  Jcsiis  dwelt  in  m  4S8 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  sec  5(H) 
Jc-us,  my  L«ti<l.  how  li  5(i2 
TlH'se  mortal  joys,  how  5(i:{ 
Father  of  mercies,  send  5o4 

COLLEOE     COMMENCE- 
MENT. 

<''onic.  FatJier.  Son,  and  60S 
Sli.-|.herd  <,f  tcn.lcr  vmi  n-.t'l 
Whdc  we  with  fear  inid  7o:; 
COMFORT.      (Sre     AJ)1>r. 

til  ins.) 
C  OMINC.  TO  CHRIST.  {Srr 

Sinnvrs.) 
LOMMISSION.AI'OSTOL- 
IC. 
"Co  prcnch  my  gospel  "  215 


COMMUNION: 
Of  Saints. 
What  grace,  O  Lord,  an 
Come,  let  us  join  our  ch 
I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lor 
"Take  up  thy  cn>ss,"  th 
Jesus,  we  look  to  thee, 
All  i>raise  to  our  redeem 
How  sweet,  liow  heaven 
Savioui-  of  all,  to  thee  w 
(  ome,  and  let  us  sweetl 
Like  Noah's  weary  dov 
Jesus,  great  Shepherd  o 
Happy  the  souls  to  Jesu 

0  telTme  no  more.  Of  t 
Jesus,  united  by  thy  gra 
Christ,  from  whoni"all  b 
Father,  at  thy  f«)otstool 
'Mid  scenes  of  confusion 
(iod  of  love,  that  heai'sl 
Civerof  concord,  I'rinc 
Lo!  what  an  entertaini 
IVojile  of  the  living  (io 
Tiv  us,  O  Ciod,  and  sear 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bin 
Cod  of  all  consolation  t 
AVitness,  ye  men  and  an 
Our  soids',  by  love  togct 
3>ift  up  your  liearts  to  t 
New  every  morning  is  t 

1  love  to  "tell  the  stor^' 
"With  Ciikist. 

0  Love  divine,  how  sw 
Sweet  the  moments,  ric 
]SIy  Cod,  the  siiring  of  a 
L()rd  of  earth,  thy  formi 
How  teilious  and  tastele 
Thou  Shei)herd  of  Israe 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w 
]SIy  Cod,  my  i)ortion,  an 
How  vain  are  all  things 
Thou  hidden  love  of  Co 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L 
From  every  stormy  wiu 

■\ViTil  Goi). 
"My  Ciotl,  the  spring  of  a 
T:ilk  with  iis.  Lord,  thys 
(  heere<i  with  thy  conve 
Nearer,  my  Ciod,*to  thee 
IVIy  Cod,  n'ly  I'oi-tion.  an 
l>l('st  hour,  Avhen  nntrta 
While  thee  I  seek  i)rotec 
Far  from   the  world,  O 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw 
O  thou  gieat  Cod,  w  hos 

CO^ITASSION: 
Ciihistian. 
Behohl,  where  in  a  mort 
Jesus,  tliese  eves  liavc  n 
Arise,my  tend'iest  th<»u 
When  Jesus  ilweU  in  in 
IMust  I  my  brother  keep 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see 
Jesjis,  my  Lord,  how  iic 
The.-e  mortal  joys,  how 
Father  of  meicies,  send 
L"r<l,  if  thou  thy  giace 
O  it  is  hard  to  work  for 

DlVINK. 
O  bless  tlie  T-onl,  my  sou 
]My  soul,  reiieal  hisprai 
J 'raise  ye  the  LonI;  'tis 
I'll  jirai'se  mv  ISIaker,  w 
Tlu'  jtitv  of  \\w  Ixtnl, 
Let  j'veiy  tongn(>  thv  go 
Thv  ceaseless,  un(>\liau 
(oeat  (hhI!  |o  me  the  si 
Eternal  dc])th  of  love  di 


CONFERENCE  OF  MIN- 
1>TERS. 
Except  the  Lord  condnc  227 
And  are  we  vet  alive  228 
Jesus,  the  truth  and  po  229 
Jesus,  accejtt  the  piaise  2:J0 
Blessed  be  the  dear  unit  231 
And  let  our  boilies  part,  232 

CONFESSING  CHRIST. 

Holy  Lamb,  w  ho  thee  co  80 
I  love  thy  kingd(»m,  Lor  11>4 
Jesus,  aiid  shall  it  ever  495 
Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  mv  4'H» 
"Take  \\\)  thy  cross,"  th  543 
Like  Noah's  weary  dove  738 
Hai)py  the  souls  to  Jesu  740 

0  tellnie  no  more.  Of  th  741 
I*eoi)le  of  the  living  (iod  749 
Witness,  ye  men  and  an  753 

CONFESSION      OF      SIN. 

{See  Sin.) 

CONFIDENCE: 
In  Ciikist. 
In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  101 
Vain,  delusive  world,  a  8JU 
Son  of  Cod,  thy  blessing  459 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  468 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  mv  W  476 
Still  stir  "me  up  tost"rive  477 
Jesus  to  thee  I  now  can  507 
Thou  Refuge  of  mv  soul  533 
Father,  I  know  that  all  544 
How  liiin  a  foundation  54'» 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  777 
In  Pkovidence. 
How  firm  a  foundation  540 
Through  all  the  changin  550 
Away  my  unbelieving  f  5.'>2 
Commit  "thou  all  tliy  gri  5.>t 
Away,  my  needless" fear  555 
Give  to  tTie  winds  tliy  fe  556 
Day  by  day  the  manna  f  55S 
Wllen  Israel,  of  the  Lor  559 
Though  troubles  assail,  5<51 
Prince  of  Peace,  control  567 
Our  God  is  love:  and  al  7:J4 

CONFLAGRATION,       FI- 
NAL. 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  im 
Day  of  "wrath,  O  dreadf  595 
Through  sorrow's  night  606 
Shall  man,  O  God  of  lig  034 

CONFLICT. 

Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  128 
Jesus,  the  Coiuiu'ror  rei  208 
Hark,  how  the  w  atclim  2(i9 
Angels  your  march  oppo  210 
Urge  on  vour  i  ajtid  cou  211 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awa  212 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awak  213 
Awake,  Jernsalem,  awa  214 
Thv  wav,  not  mine,  O  L  530 
Deem  not  that  thi-v  are  531 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  tlie  cr  5«'»6 
When  I  can  veati  mv  titl  571 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise  .'•)72 
(Ome  (Ml,  my  jtartners  i  576 
IVIv  soul,  be  on  thv  guar  578 

1  thegoo<|  flirht  have  fo  579 
He  leaiU'th  me!  O  bless  861 
Only  waiting  till  the  sh  880 

CONFORMITY: 
To  Ciikist. 
My  dear  Re<leeincr,  and     79 
Holv  Lanilt,  ^^  ho  tlu'c  CO    80 
Ihou  ailthe  Wav;  to  th    81 


130 
143 
15>4 
543 
732 

7:« 

735 
736 
737 
738 
739 
740 
741 
742 
743 
744 
745 
746 
747 
748 
749 
750 
751 
752 
753 
754 
755 
792 
875 


35(5 
400 
401 
475 
5(15 
5(M) 
514 
518 
519 
520 
521 
707 

401 

m\ 

4  (-.7 
473 

518 

8  IS 
819 
820 
824 


142 
145 
301 

4S8 
49'.> 
5(H) 
.^(ri 
503 
504 
512 
513 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


405 


CONFORMITY :  {Continual.) 
Behold  where  in  a  moit 
Let  him  to  wlioiu  we  no 
Loving  Jesus,  gentle  La 
Come,  Saviour  Jesus,  fr 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy 
Lord  in  the  strength  of 
O  God,  what  off'ring  sha 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise  m 
Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  a 

To  THE  WOKLD. 

Vain,  delusive  world,  a 

0  how  the  love  of  God  a 
Bid  me  of  men  beware, 
God  of  love,  that  hear'st 

COXSCIEN'CE: 
Guilty. 
Xot  all  the  blood  of  beas 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whose 

Teacefcl. 

Lord,  how  secure  and  b 
Tender. 

1  want  a  principle  withi 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brot 
L'phold  nie,  Saviour,  or  I 
Bid  me  of  men  beware, 

COXSECRATIOX: 
Op  Possessions. 
When  I  survey  the  won 
Father,  into  thy  hands  a 

Of  Self.  {See  Sanctifi- 
cation.) 
Our  God  ascends  his  lof 
My  Saviour,  how  shall  I 
\\  hen  I  survey  the  won 
Alas  I  and  did'ray  Savio 

0  for  a  closer  walk  with 

1  thirst,  thou  wounded 
How  can  it  be,  thou  hea 
Let  him  to  whom  we  no 
My  God,  accept  my  hea 
I  would  be  thine,  thou  k 
O  how  the  love  of  God  a 
Come,  Lord,  and  claim 
Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  f  r 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  G 
Lord,  in  the  strength  of 
O  God!  Avhat  oflf'ring  sh 
Jesus,  all-atoning  Lam 
God  of  almighty  love. 
Hark  the  voice  of  Jesus 
Witness,  ye  men  and  an 
Being  of  beings,  God  of  1 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entire 
Lord  Jesus,  I  long  to  be 

CONSISTENCY. 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guar 

CONSOLATION,     {See  Af- 
flictions.) 
My  span  of  life  will  soo 
CONSTANCY. 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  k 

CONTENTMENT. 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m 
Father,  I  know  that  all 
Father,  whate'erof  eart 
Author  of  good,  we  rest 
Dav  bv  dav  the  manna 
AYhen "Israel  of  the  Lord 


391 
419 
494 
746 


109 
302 

397 

478 
480 
481 
494 


102 
833 


15 
100 
102 
344 
364 
394 
395 
407 
410 
412 
419 
421 
435 
436 
487 
439 
451 
4-7 
489 
753 
771 
829 
857 


490 

578 


564 


469 
486 

528 


CONTENTMENT.  {Continued.) 
^ly  span  of  life  will  soo  564 
Father,  into  thy  hands  a  833 
Lo!  I  come  \Vilh  joy  to  d  834 

CONTRITION. 

God  calling  vet!  shall  I  292 

0  for  that  tenderness  of  313 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  319 
A  broken  heart,  my  God  324 
When,  rising  from" the  b  326 
Lord,  I  despair  mvself  t  328 
Alas!  and  did  my'Savio  344 
Sweet  tlie  moments,  ric  400 
Bass  me  not,  O  gentle  Sa  852 

CONVERSION:  {SeeFaith, 
Justification.)  Regen- 
eration.) 
Lord,  with  glowing  hea  148 
Just  as  I  am,  without  o  318 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,       386 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  540 

1  heard  th"e  voice  of  Jes  843 
Gratitude  for. 

O  for  a  thousand  tongu  374 
Now  I  have  found  the  g  378 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  str  474 
CONVICTION  OF  SIN. 

Come,  ve  wearv  sinners  287 
God  calling  yet!  shall  I  292 
Jesus,  thou  all-redeemi  306 
Jesus,  thv  blessings  are  307 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee,  308 
Jesus,  mv  Advocate  abo  309 
Show  pit"v.  Lord,  O  Lord  310 
O  for  tha"t  tenderness  of  313 
O  that  I  could  repent,  W  316 
O  that  I  could  repent,  O  317 
God  is  in  this  and  every  322 
Long  have  I  seemed  to"s  323 
A  broken  heart,  my  Go  324 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  conce  325 
When,  rising  from  the  b  326 
Lord,  I  despair  mvself  t  328 
When  shall  thy  love  con  329 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ej-  366 
Awaked  bv"Sina'i's  awf  384 

0  blessed,  blessfed  sound  776 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jes  843 
CORONATION  OF  CHRIST. 

All  hail  the  power  of  Je  132 
Look,  ye  saints,  the  sig  136 
Jesus,  "thou  everlasting  375 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  876 
Our  Lord  is  now  rejecte  904 
COUNTRY,  OUR. 

0  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 
Lord,  while  for  all  man  721 
Great  God  of  nations,  no  727 
My  country,  'tis  of  thee,  72S 
God,  bless  "our  native  la  729 

COURAGE. 

Urge  on  your  rapid  coii  211 
Am  I  a  s'oldier  of  the  cr  566 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise,  572 
Onward,  Christian  sold  575 
Stand  up!  stand  up,  for  J  580 

COVENANT: 
Entering  into. 

1  love  thv  kingdom,  Lor  194 
The  promise  of  my  fathe  241 
Like  Noah's  weary  dove  738 
O  tell  me  no  more  "of  this  741 
People  of  the  living  God,  749 
Witness,  ye  men  and  a  753 
O  hapi)y  ("lay  that  fixed  827 
Lord,  I  "am  thine  eutirel  829 


COVENANT:  {Continued.) 
Renewed. 
Come,  let  us  use  the  gra 
CREDENTIALS.        {See 
Christ.) 

CROSS: 

At  the  Cross. 
O  sacred  Head,  now  wo 
Beliold  theJSaviour  of  m 
Near  the  cross  was  Mary 
Wiien  I  survey  the  won 
When  on  Sinai's  toj)  I  se 
In  evil  long  I  took  delig 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio 
Sweet  the  moments,  ric 
Lord,  I  am  tliine,  entire 

Banner  of  tiik. 
Onward,  Christian  soldi 

Bearing. 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  cro 
'•Take  up  thy  cross,"  th 

Glorying  in. 
In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  g 
When  I  survey  the  won 
Jesus,  the  ver"y  thought 
Nature  with  open  volum 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  cro 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  er 
Jesus,  keep  me  near  the 

Looking  to  the. 
Bound  upon  th'  accurse 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  m 
While  in  the  agonies  of 
O  love  Divine,  what  has 
Would  Jesus  have  the  s 
My  Saviour,  how  shall  I 
When  I  survey  the  won 
In  evil  long  I  "took  delig 
Aiiproach,  my  soul,  the 
O  thou  who  h'ast  our  so 
Vain,  delusive  world,  a 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  Wa 
Jesus,  to"  thee  I  now  can 

Power  of. 
The  Head  that  once  was 

Soldier  of. 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cr 
Onward,  Christian  soldi 
Stand  up!  stand  up,  for 
CROSSES. 

Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord 
Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m 
Lord,  I  delight  in  thee, 
ZSIy  soul,  with  all  thy  w 
Beset  with  snares  on  ev 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  L 
Deem  not  that  thev  are 
O  thou,  to  whose  all-sea 
'Tis  my  liappiness  below 
When "mn sing  soitow  w 

0  thou  who  driest  them 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t 

1  shall  not" want:  in  des 
How  firm  a  foundation. 
Your  harps,  ye  tremblin 
Author  of  <rood,  we  rest 
I  worship  t'liee,  most  gr 
Tiirough  all  the  chan'gi 
Away,  my  unbelieving 
Comniit  tliou  all  thy  eri 
Away!  my  needles's  lea 
Give" to  the  winds  thv  fe 


90 
94 
9s 
102 
104 
312 
344 
400 
829 


MO 
542 
543 

101 

102 
152 
1C4 
5J4 
540 
542 
566 
866 


94 

95 

96 

97 

100 

102 

312 

316 

3.58 

391 

476 

507 

181 

566 
575 
5.>0 

128 
464 
510 
524 
526 
530 
531 
534 
535 
538 
539 
540 
541 
54(5 
547 
548 
549 
550 
552 
554 

556 


406 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


CROSSES.     {Continued.) 

Day  by  day  the  uianna  f  558 
\Vhen']sra"el,  of  the  l.or  5M> 
Wait,  O  my  mhiI.  thy  M  5(50 
Tho'  trull  hies  Ui-sail.aiul  5*)1 
M  V  span  of  life  will  wnm  5G4 
W"liy  thus  imjiatient  tob  6(;o 
Am" I  a  HtUiier  of  thecro  6t>(i 
Prince  of  peace,  control  5(57 
Thou  Lamoof  (Joel,  thou  5(5S 
My  hope,  my  all,  my  Sa  5(59 
Amazing  priice.  lio\v  sw  570 
When  I  can  lead  my  tit  571 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise,  572 
Come  on,  my  itartners  in  576 
I  the  good  flght  have  fo  579 
<)ur(;od  is  hue;  and  all  784 
Peopleof  the  living  (Jod,  749 
Only  waiting  till  the  sh  8i>G 

CROWN  OF  GLORY. 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  4(59 
My  sole  jiossession  is  th  Slii 
My  span  of  life  will  soo  5(54 
•Stand  up!  stand  up,  for  580 

CRUCIFIXION:       {See 
Christ.) 

Of  Christ. 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  si  88 
Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  S9 
()  sacred  Head,  now  wo  90 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  c  91 
Our  sins  on  Chiist  were  92 
liound  upon  th'  accurse  98 
IJehold  the  Saviour  of  m  94 
"While  in  the  agonies  of  95 
()  Love  divine,  what  ha  9(5 
"Would  Jesus  have  the  si  97 
Near  the  cross  was  Mary  98 
From  the  cross  the  blooil  99 
Mv  Saviour,  how  shall  I  100 
Wlieu  1  survey  the  wond  102 
'Tis  finished!  The  Mes  103 
"U'ljen  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  104 
Nature  with  open  vohiin  1(54 

To  THE  Would. 
When  I  survey  the  won  102 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  119 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  540 

With  Christ. 
Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  a  441 
DAILY  BREAD. 

Day  by  day  the  manna  f  5r)8 
DARKNKSS: 

Providkntial. 
O  thou,  to  whoso  all-sea  5:u 
O  thou  wlio  driest  the  m  5:59 
Jlow  (lini  a  foundation,  54(5 
A  wav,  mv  unbelieving  f  552 
(•(Mnniit  thou  all  thy  gri  5r)4 
A  wav  I  my  needless  fea  555 
(iiveto  the  winds  thy  fe  55(5 
I'rinccjof  Peace,  conlrol  5(57 
Our  c;od  is  love,  and  all  7154 

SPIRITfAI-. 

Why  shonbl  Ihechihlre  is:? 
Jesus,  my  Aclvocate  abo  'M) 
Cod  is  in"  this  and  eveiy  ;i22 
When.  gi.'U'ions  Lor<l,  \"v  !{;{7 
Jesus,  if  still  Ihon  art  lo-  H:'.9 
As  pants  lli(!  hart  for  co  Il.Vl 
Jr-sns,  Lovei-  of  my  soul,  J554 
Sun  of  my  soid.tliou  Sa  b22 
DAICJIITKU  OFZION. 

DaughtiM-  of  Zion,  nwak  212 
Daiiithter  of  Zion,  from  (5(51 


DAY : 

Of  Birth. 
Come  awiif  to  the  skies,  813 

Of  Dkath. 
O  God,  our  lielp  in  ages  583 
Teach  me  the  measure  o  5n4 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  5sr) 
Death  rides  on  every  i)a  5s(5 
Jlark!  from  the  tombs  a  587 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  5S8 
And  am  I  born  to  die?  589 
Ia)!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  592 
And  am  I  only  born  to  d  593 
When  thou  mv  righteou  594 
Shrinking  froiu  the  cold  (5(»0 
Why  shoultl  we  start  an  (X)l 
How  blest  the  righteous  (i02 
O  thou  that  wouidst  not  1>U4 

Of  Grace. 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  pur  2<^4 
Hasten,  sinner,  lo  be  wi  2.S9 
liehold  a  stranger  at  th  291 
Rei)ent;  the  voice  celest  29(5 
And  will  the  judge  desc  298 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi  29!) 
While  life  j)rolongs  its  p  300 
Late,  late!  so  late  and  a  320 

0  where  shall  rest  be  fo  688 
OFJrnoMENT.  {SeeJudg- 

rnciit.) 
Lo!  He  comes  with  clou  103 
He  comes,  he  comes,  the  5iK) 
Thedayof  wrath,  that  d  591 
Day  of  wrath,  O  dieadf  595 
Anil  must  I  betojudgm  596 
Through  sorrow's  night  (50G 
Dav  of  judgment,  dav  of  (529 
Shall  man,  O  God  oflig  (534 

Of  Pentecost. 
Creator,  Si)irit,  by  whos  167 
Jesus,  we  on  the" words  168 
Lord,  we  believe  to  us  u  1(59 
Let  songs  of  praises  fill  t  170 
Father,  if  justlv  still  wc  180 
On  all  theeartii  thy  spir  181 
(Jreat  Spirit,  l)v  whose  185 
Lord  God,  the  ifoly  Gho  188 

DEATH: 
Anticipatep. 
(iently,  Lortl,  O  gently  1  463 
Teach"  me  the  measure  o  584 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  585 
Death  rides  on  everv  i)a  .'>>8(5 
Hark!  fnnn  the  toud)s  a  587 
And  am  I  only  Ix.rn  tod  593 
Through  sorrow's  night  (50(5 
Fort^vcrwilh  the  Lord,     (531 

1  would  nut  livealwaVj  (547 
Abide  wit  lime:  fast  fall  828 
It  may  be  far,  it  may  be  SK)6 

Bi:i)  of. 

()  saci-ed  Head,  now  won    90 
Chimht's  Presence  in. 

Why  should  we  start  an  001 

CONFIDENCK  IN. 
L<»ril,  it  belongs  noMom  461 
How  linn   a  f<.un<lation,  546 
()  (iod,  our  hell)  In  ages  5.s;j 

CoN(ilEREI>. 

He<lies.  the  Friend  of  si  8.8 
<  hrist,  the  Lend,  is  risen  1'_'7 
Unveil  Ihv  bosom,  faith  612 
And  must  this  body  die  019 


DEATH:  {Continual.) 
Contemplated. 
Shrinking  from  the  cold  600 
Why  should  westartan  GOI 
A  few  more  years  shall  r  (503 
Sun  of  mv  soul,  thou  Sa  822 
Beyond  tlie  smiling  and  889 
Eternal. 

O  w  here  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
And  am  I  onlv  lK>rn  tod  593 
That  awful  day  will  snr  597 

0  Thou  that  w  ouldst  no  (504 
Of  a  Child. 

Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child  607 
Thy  life  I  rea<t,  my  grac  608 
Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  610 
Calm  on  the  Iwsom  of  th  615 
Wherefore  should  I  niak  815 
We  shall  sleep,  but  not  f  903 
Of  a  Christian. 
Aslec])  in  Jesus,  blessed  599 
How  blest  the  righteous  602 
I'nveil  thy  bosom,  faith  612 
Hark  !  a  voice  <livi(les  th  613 
Hear  what  the  voice  fro  614 
Calm  on  the  bosom  of  th  615 
Why  should  our  tears  in  616 
AVhv  do  we  mourn  »le))ar  618 
And  must  this  lK)dy  die?  619 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  gra  (520 
Lo!  the  pris'ner  is  relea  621 
Rejoice  for  a  brother  de  (522 
Jesus,  while  our  hearts  a  623 
What,  though  the  arm  o  (525 
Go  to  the  grave  in  all  th  62(5" 
It  is  not  death  to  die,  627 
Servant  of  Ciod,  well  don  632 
Hark,  hark  !  my  soul,  an  (53:^ 
Hai)])V  sold,  thv  davs  ar  840 
We  sh"all  sleep,"but"uot  f  903 

Of  a  Friend. 
Friend  after  friend  depa  617 

Of  a  Minister. 
What  though  the  arm  of  625 
Servant  of  (iod,  well  don  (5:^2 
Servant  of  Gotl,  well  don  655 

Of  a  Sister. 
Lo!  the  pris'ner  is  relea  621 

Of  a  Yocnc;  Minister. 
Go  to  the  grave  in  all  th  626 

Of  a  YoiNCi  Person. 

When  blooming  youth  Is  609 
Life  is  a  span,  a  lUcting  (510 
The  morning  (lowers  dis  611 
Calm  on  the  bosom  of  th  615 
Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted,  624 

Welcomed. 

1  wonlil  not  live  nlwav.  647 
O  mother  »lear,  Jerusale  (548 
Jerusalem,  mv  happv  ho  (549 
There  is  a  lan'.l  (.f  pure  d  GW 
On  Jctrdairs  stormv  ban  (551 
L'cady  for  my  eaitfien  b  8.36 
Vitafspark  of  heavenly  f  842 

DKCLKNSION,  SPIRITUAL. 

(  oinc,  Holv  Si.irit.  beav  178 
Return,  O  waixh  rcr.  ret  293 
O  for  a  <-lo>cr  walk  with  3(54 
Dc|)thof  menylcan  the  3(58 
How  hapny  are  the  new-  399 
O  thou  wlii)  all  things  ca  471 
Saviour,  visit  thy  planta  787 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


407 


DEDICATION: 

Of  Chukches. 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  on 
Cnrist  is  made  the  sure 
Great  is  the  Lord,  ourG 
Behold  the  sure  foundat 
Behold  thv  temple,  God 
And  will  the  great  etern 
The  perfect  world  by  Ail 
Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we 

Of  Self.  {See  Consecra- 
tion and  Sanctifiea- 
tion.) 
Let  Him  to  whom  we  no 
Come  Saviour,  Jesus,  fr 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  G 
Lord,  in  the  strength  of 
O  God,  what  offering  sh 
O  hapi^y  day  that  fixed 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entire 

DELAY: 

Danger  of. 
Delav  not,  delay  not,  O 
Behold,  a  Stranger  at  th 

0  where  shall  rest  be  fo 
Of  Repentance. 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pur 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis 
Eepent,  the  voice  celest 
And  will  the  Judge  desc 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi 
While  life  prolongs  its 
Late,  late,  so  late !  and  d 
When  shall  thy  love  con 
And  can  I  j^et  delay. 
When,  gracious  Lord,  w 

DELIGHT: 

Jn  Christ. 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  form 
How  tedious  and  tastele 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israe 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w 
My  God,  my  portion  an 
How  vain  are  all  things 
Thou  hidden  love  of  Go 

In  God. 
Early,  my  God,  without 
Lord,  how  secure  and  b 
My  God,  the  Spring  of  al 
How  happy  are  they  vvh 
All  praise  to  the  Lamb, 
Jesus  is  our  common  Lo 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  str 
My  God,  my  life,  my  lov 

DELIVERANCE: 

Acknowledged. 
God  of  my  life,  whose  g 
Through  all  the  changin 

■  My  span  of  life  will  soo 
God  of  my  life,  through 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O 

1  saw  a  way-worn  trav 
Prayed  for. 

O  God,  who  madest  eart 
Angel  of  covenanted  gr 
DEPENDENCE: 
On  Christ. 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee 
In  evil  long  I  took  delig 
Father,  I  wait  before  th 
Wherewith,  O  Lord,  sh 
Lord,  I  despair  myself  t 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  frien 


172 
()89 
()<)0 

mi 

093 
()!)4 
(H)5 
G<J(5 


407 
435 
43G 
437 
439 
827 
829 


275 
291 

588 

284 
289 
296 
298 
299 
300 
320 
329 
330 
337 


475 
505 
506 
514 
518 
519 
520 

34 
397 
401 
402 
404 
406 
474 
517 


47 
550 
5(i4 
831 
832 
900 


799 
830 


106 

308 

314 
321 
328 
334 


DEPENDENCE:  {Continued.) 
Jesus,  thy  far  extended  f  335 
()  tliou  who  once  thev  11  336 
Josus,  if  still  thou  art  to  339 
With  glorious  clouds  en  340 
While  dead  in  trespasse  341 
I  ask  the  gilt  of  righteo  342 
How  sad  our  state  by  n  343 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio  344 
Father,  I  stretch  my  ha  345 
Api)roach,  my  soul,  the  346 
Jesus,  my  all,' to  heaven  350 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attenil  351 
As  pants  the  hart  for  co  353 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 
Let  the  world  their  virt  355 
O  love  divine,  how  swee  356 
Thou  great  mysterious  357 
O  thou  who  hast  our  sor  358 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  360 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a  361 

0  thou  in  whose  pre  sen  370 
Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  459 
Still  stir  me  up  to  strive  477 

1  need  thee  every  hour,   851 
On  God. 

The  God  of  Abrah'm  pr  17 
The  God  who  reigns  on  18 
O  for  a  faith  that  will  n  454 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  460 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  468 

DEPRAVITY.      (See   Sin, 
Original.) 

DESPAIR. 

O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
That  awful  day  will  sur  597 

DESPONDENCY.       {See 

Christian,  Conflicts  of.) 

DESTRUCTION  OF    THE 
WORLD. 

The  dav  of  wrath,  that  501 
Day  of  wrath,  O  tlreadf  595 

DEVOTION. 

Lord  of  earth,  thy  form  475 
Do  not  I  love  thee",  O  my  496 
How  vain  are  all  things  519 
Thou  hidden  love  of  Go  520 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  521 
DILIGENCE: 
In  Secular  Business. 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  528 
Forth  in  thy  name,  O  L  825 
Lo !  I  come  with  joy  to  d  834 
In  Spiritual  Life. 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  469 
My  drowsy  powers,  wh  470 
O  thou  who  all  things  c  471 
Awake  our  soiils,  awaj"  472 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  500 
Forward!  be  our  watch  574 

DISCOURAGEMENT. 

O  it  is  hard  to  work  for  513 

DIVINE  MAJESTY. 

]\fy  God,  how  wonderful  16 
Eternal  Power,  whose  hi  31 

DOUBTS: 

Deplored. 
When  shall  thy  love  con  .329 
And  can  I  vet  delav,  330 
Ah!  M-hither  should  I  g  331 
When,  gracious  Lord,  Av  337 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Give  to  the  winds  tiiy  fe  556 


DOUBTS:  {Continual.) 
Removed. 
Behold  the  blind  their  s 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a 
Now  I  have  found  tiie  g 
All  praise  to  the  Lamb,  a 
How  firm  a  foundation 
Away,  my  unbelieving  f 
Commit  thou  all  liiy  gri 
Away !  my  needless  fear 
Give"to  tlie  winds  thy  fe 
Though  ti-oul)les  assail, 
Priiu-e  of  peace,  control 
Our  God  is  love;  and  all 

DROUTH. 

O  Lord,  in  mei-cy  spare 
DUTY.    {See  Christian.) 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 

0  it  is  hard  to  work  for 

1  worshii)  thee,  most  gra 

EARLY  PIETY. 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and 
Saviour,  who  thy  flock  a 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  r 
Mercy  descending  from 
Around  the  throne  of  G 
I  think,  when  I  read  tha 

EASTER.  {See  Christ,  Res- 
urrection of.) 

EBENEZER. 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  ev 
EDUCATION  OF  YOUTH. 
How  shall  the  young  sec 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and 
Shepherd  of  tender  you 
AVhile  we  with  fear  and 

ELIJAH. 

How  happy  are  they  w 
Cheered  Avitli  thy  cohve 

EMBARKATION'. 

Lord,  whom  winds  and 
How  are  thy  servants  bl 
ENCOURAGEMENT: 
To  THE  Christian. 
The  God  of  Abrah'm  pr 
Earth  rejoice,  our  Lord 
Who  in  the  Lord  confide 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  L 
Deem  not  that  they  are 
AVhen  musing  sorrow  w 
O  thou  who  driest  the  m 
How  firm  a  foundation 
Aiithor  of  good,  we  rest 
Through  all  the  changin 
Away,  my  unbelieving 
Commit  tfiou  all  thy  gri 
Away!  my  needless' fear 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe 
Day  by  day  the  manna  f 
When'isra'el,  of  the  Lor 
Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  M 
Though  troubles  assail, 
Mj'  span  of  life  will  soo 
AA^hy  thus  impatient  to 
Am'l  a  soldier  of  the  cr 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou 
My  hoi)e,  my  all,  my  Sa 
Amazing  grace,  how  sw 
AVhen  I  can  read  my  titl 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 
Come  on,  my  partners  in 


360 
3(51 
378 
404 
546 
552 
5.54 
555 
556 
.5(51 
567 
731 


712 


486 
513 
549 

280 
698 
700 
701 
702 
704 
892 
909 


681 
698 
699 
703 


402 
467 


17 
128 
493 
530 
531 
538 
539 
546 
548 
550 
552 
554 
555 
556 
558 
559 
560 
561 
5&t 
565 
566 
568 
569 
570 
571 
572 
576 


408 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


ENCOrRAGEMENT:  {Con- 
tiimciL) 
I  the  p()o«l  fiirhthave  fou  579 
OuiGixl  is  h.vf;  and  al  7:'A 
Only  wailiug,  till  the  s  8SG 

To  TllErENITENT. 

Author  of  faith,  to  thee  30S 
.Tust  as  I  am,  w  illiout  o  HI8 
\N  lu'ivwilh,  U  I.onl,  sh  321 
3A»nl,  1  (k'snair  nivself  t  32S 
<)  my  offeiukMl  Cioil,  3.J2 

Jt'.-iis,  the  sinner's  frien  3:>4 
.)esu>,  thy  far  extended  8:i5 
<)  thou,  wiiom  onee  tliev  o:>(» 
.Te>ns,  if  still  thou  art 't  331) 
^^'itll  jrlorious  elonils  en  340 
>Viiile  (lead  in  tresi)asse  341 
I  ask  the  gift  of  li^'hteo  342 
How  tad  our  state  bv  n  843 
Alas!  and  did  mv  SaVio  344 
Father,  I  stretch' my  ha  345 
Approach,  mv  soul,'  the  34(5 
By  thy  birth  and  by  thy  348 
Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  3.")0 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend  351 
Jesus,  Ldver  of  my  soul  354 
Let  the  world  thei'r  virt  355 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  S  852 

END: 
Of  Life. 
It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  482 
()  where  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
And  am  1  born  to  die?  5S9 
Ia)\  on  a  narrow  neck  o  592 
And  am  I  only  born  tod  593 
>\lu'u  thou,  niv  rif?hteo  594 
Siiniiking  from'  the  cold  im 
^Vhv  sliould  we  start  an  (iOl 
How  blessed  the  ri-rhteo  G02 
O  Tliou  that  wouldst  no  (i04 
Throuj^Ii  sorrow's  nijrht  WiG 
Shall  mau,OGodof  ligh  G34 

Of  Time. 
T>o!  Ilccomes,  with  clou  303 
Thedavof  wiath,  thatd  591 
Dav  of  wrath,  O  dreadf  595 
Day  of  judgment.dayof  G29 

ENEMIES  I'UAVKI)  FOR. 

Behold  where  in  a  niort  142 
ETERNAL  LIFE. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  fri  5S2 
(t  wliere  shaU  rest  be  fo  5s.S 
Jesus,  while  our  hearts  a  023 
Jt  is  not  death  to  die,  027 
Forever  wiih  the  I>ord,  r)3l 
II<.w  hapiiv  everv  child  014 
<)  what  a  bf(!sseil  Iio))!'  is  045 
And  let  this  fee l)le  body  040 
Thci-c  is  a  land  immorta  053 
JW-yond  IhesmilinK  and  8.s!) 
El  ERNAL  PUNI.SIIMENT. 
O  wlM-re  shall  rest  be  fo  588 
And  am  I  born  to  die?  r.Hl) 
A:id  am  I  onlv  born  tod  593 
Davof  wrath,"()dreadfu  5<.»5 
O  Thou  that  wouldst  not  004 

ETERNAL  REWARDS. 

O  where  shall  n-st  be  fo  588 
An<l  am  I  Ix.rn  todicV  5si) 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  5«)2 
An<l  am  I  onlv  bom  (o  d  593 
OTIuMi  that  wonliKt  not  iVn 
It  IS  nr.t  death  to  die,  027 
And  let  this  feeble  body  040 


ETERNITY. 

O  God,  our  lielj)  in  ap:es  583 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  5S8 
Forever  with  the  Lord,  G:)! 
"While  with  ceaseless  co  710 
EUCHARIST.    iSec  Lord's 

EVENING. 

Saviour,  nprain  to  thv  de  200 
Thou  Sou  of  (hxI,  whose  302 
All  i)raise  to  thee,  mv  G  800 
<)mnii>resent(;od!  wluts  801 
Saviour,  breathe  an  even  802 
The  dav  is  ))a^t  and  j.^on  803 
Tluis  far  the  Lord  hathl  80t 
How  do  thy  mei-ciesclos  805 
My  (iod.  ii(!w  endless  is  t  80(! 
Now  from  the  altar  of  o  807 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  blessed  80S 
Softly  now  the  light  of  d  809 
Dread  Sovereign,  let  mv  810 
Fading,  still  fading,  the  811 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sav  822 

EX  A  LT  E  D . '  ( /See  Ch  rist  Ex- 
alted.) 

EXAMPLE.     (  See    Christ 
and  Christian.) 

EXHORTATION: 
Mutt  A  L. 
"  Take  \^\^  thy  cross,"  th  543 
Christ,  from  "whom  all  b  743 
Trv  us,  ()  God,  and  sear  750 
Lift  up  your  hearts  to  th  755 

To  SiNNKKS. 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  hi  207 
Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  208 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  2f.9 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Ho!  everv  one  that  thirs  271 
O  do  not  let  the  word  de  272 
Come,  ye  sinners,  i)oor  a  273 
O  turn've,  O  turn  ve,  fo  274 
Delay  n'ot,  delay  no't,  O  s  275 
The  voice  of  fi-ee  grace  c  270 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  st  278 
Let  every  mortal  ear  at  279 
In  the  soft  season  of  thy  280 
Di'ooping  souls,  no  longe  2>il 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  2s2 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  ev  2.83 
A'ain  man,  thv  fond  i)urs  2x\ 
"Wearv  souls"thal  wand  2X5 
AViiat'could  your  Re-lcc  2H) 
Sinnei-s,  turn^  why  will  y  2S8 
Hasten,  sinnei-,  to  be  w'i  2X9 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  2'H 
Return,  ()  wanderer,  re  293 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  294 
Come,  I'et  us  who  in  <  lir  205 
Repent,  the  voici' celesl  i  290 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  (io  297 
An<l  will  {he  Judge  iWs  29S 
'J\)-morrow,  Loi-d,  is  (hi  2'.K> 
AViiiie  life  prolongs  its  pr  3(H) 
Arise,  n)V  lend'rest  thou  301 
Tliou  Son  of  (;od.  whose  3(I2 
AVhat  is  the  thing  of  gre  3(i:'. 
(  onu',  Othon  all-viclini  301 
Jesus,  l{ed«'emerof  man  3(15 
Jesus,  thou  all-i-e(|eemin  30  i 
Jesus,  (iiy  ble-sings  aic  3o7 
Day  of  judgment, day  of  029 
EXPO^rrLATION. 

( )  t  u  in  y<',  < )  t  n  in  ye,  for  274 
])r(M.ping  s<»mI«,  no  long  2N1 
What  could  your  Redec  2s0 
binnei's,  turn,  why  will  2n8 


FAITH: 
Act  of. 
Just  as  I  am,  Avithouton  318 
Josus,  thy  blood  and  rig  370 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,        .380 
My  faith'looks  up  to  the  398 

ASPIUATIOX  OF. 

Jesus,  Lover  of  mv  soul,  854 
My  faith  looks  up'to  the  ,398 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fa  037 

ASSFRANCE  OF.      {ScC  As- 

surancc.) 
There  is  a  fountain  fille  107 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
AVe  by  his  Spirit  i)i'ove,  38:5 
Happ'v  the  man  that  fin  SJHi 
l>or<l,  it  belongs  lu.t  to  404 
AVe  know,  by  faith  we  k  030 
Confession  of. 
Jesus!  and  shall  it  ever  b  495 
Jesus,  I  mv  cio.-s  ha\e  t  540 
Peopleof  tlieliving(iod,  749 
"Witness,  ve  men  ami  an  753 

0  happy  day,  that  lixed  827 

FOINDATION  OP. 

Now  I  have  found  the  gr  878 
How  linn  a  foundation,  .540 
My  hope  is  built  ou  notli  849 

Fruits  of. 

50  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 
Who  in  the  Lord  conlid  493 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  wa  524 

1  shall  not  want:  in"de>e  541 
I  worship  thee,  most  gr  649 

In  Christ. 
'Tis  finished!  The  Messi  108 
Sons  of  Gotl,  triumi.han  105 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m  106 
There  is  a  fountain  lille  107 
Called  from  above,  I  ri.>.e  108 
Not  all  the  bh.od  of  beas  109 
Bv  faith  1  to  the  fonnlai  111 
O'thou  whose  oirri II -rcui  112 
Hark!  the  voice  of  love  113 
Approach,  mv  soul,  the  340 
Jesus,  thv  blood  and  rig  370 
All  prais'e  to  the  Lamb,  404 
Forever  here  my  rest  sh  4(»8 
My  God,  accept"  my  hea  4iO 

Justification  nv. 

Rock  of  Ages,cleft  for  m  101 
Not  all  the  blood  o(  bens  KU 
In  evil  loiiir  I  took  deli-  3)2 
Wherewith,  ()  Lord,  ^ll  321 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend,  3  1 
.lesiis.  Lover  of  mv  soul,  .354 
Let  the  world  their  virt  855 
()  thou  who  hast  our  so  358 
O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Jesus,  thou  e\ cilastiiig  375 
Jesus,  thv  blood  and  rig  37(5 
Author  o"f  failh,  eti-inal  377 
<)  bloMMi  M.uls  are  (hey  379 
How  <"aii  a  sinner  know  :{S0 
Beholil  what  wondrous  3S2 
"We  by  his  spirit  prove,  883 
Arise",  my  soul,  arist',        380 

I-iviNc  nv. 
Vain,  delusive  world,  a  391 
()  f<u-a  failh  thai  will  n  -151 
Jesus,  my  truth,  my  wa  470 

51  ill  stir  me  up  tt)  s(  rive,  477 
Jesus,  (o  thee  I  now  can  507 
Give  mo  the  wings  of  fa  0J17 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


40y 


FAITH:  {Continued.) 
Prayer  for. 
Spirit  of  faith,  come  do  174 
Aullior  of  faitii,  to  thee  308 
Just  as  I  am,  without  on  318 
With  glorious  cloutls,  en  34U 
How  satl  our  state  by  n  343 
Alas!  and  did  inj^  Savio  344 
Father,  I  stretch  my  ha  345 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  434 
Father,  1  know  that  all  544 
Sanctifying. 
God  of  eternal  truth  an  234 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  434 
Father,  I  dare  believe,  438 
Come,  O  my  God,  the  pr  449 
Jesus  hath  died  that  I  m  450 
Triumphant. 
If,  Lord,  I  have  acoepta  424 
Come  on,  my  partners  i  576 
I  tlie  good  light  have  fou  579 
"Weak. 
Long  have  I  sat  beneath  311 
Hark!  my  soul,  it  is  the  385 
Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  459 
Jesus,  shall  I  never  be     492 
FALL  OF  MAX.     {See  De- 
jyravity  and  Original 
Sin.) 
FAMILY  WORSHIP: 
Morning. 
Shepherd  of  tender  yout  699 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  701 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  wi  791 
New  eveiy  morning  is  t  792 
Lord,  in  the  morning  th  793 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  794 
See  how  the  morning  su  795 
Once  more,  my  soul,  the  796 
Giver  and  Guardian  of  797 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  mee  798 
All  praise  to  thee,  my  G  800 
Evening. 
Omnipresent  God!  -whos  801 
Saviour,  breathe  an  eve  >02 
The  day  is  past  and  gon  803 
Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  1  804 
How  do  thy  mercies  clos  805 
My  God,  how  endless  is  t  808 
Now  from  the  altar  of  o  807 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  blest  m  80S 
Softly  now  the  light  of  d  809 
Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  810 
Fading,  still  fading,  the  811 
I  love  to  steal  awhile  aw  820 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sa  822 
FAREWELL: 
Christian. 
And  let  our  bodies  part.  232 
lilest  be  the  tie  that  bincl  751 
God  of  all  consolation,  t  752 
Our  souls  by  love  togeth  754 
Lift  up  your  hearts  to  th  755 
God  be  with  you  till  we  918 
Dying. 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  842 
Missionary. 
Yes,  my  native  land,  I  1  917 
FASTS.   {See  Humiliation.) 

O  righteous  God,  thou  j  u  720 
FEAR: 
Dispelled. 
Now  I  have  found  the  g  378 
How  firm  a  foundation,  546 


FEAR:  {Continued.) 

Through  all  the  changin  550 
Away,  my  unbelieving  f  552 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Away,  my  needless'fear  555 
Give'to  the  winds  thy  fe  556 
Though  troubles  assail,  561 
Of  God. 
I  want  a  principle  Avith  478 
lie  it  my  only  wisdom  h  479 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  brot  4no 
l^phold  me.  Saviour,  or  4si 
God  of  all  grace  and  maj  50S 
]My  soul,  be  ou  thy  guar  578 

FEAST: 
Gospel. 
Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  268 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  269 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Ho!  every  one  that  thirs  271 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  st  278 
Let  every  mortal  ear  att  279 
All  things  are  ready,  co  855 
Of  the  Lord's  Supper. 
The  King  of  heaven  his  239 
Let  all  who  truly  bear     246 

FELLOWSHIP: 
Christian.     {See  Chris- 
tian Fellowship    and 
Communion  of  Saints.) 
With  Christ. 
Vain,  delusive  world,  a  391 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  form  475 
How  tedious  and  tastele  505 
Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  506 
Let  not  the  wise  their  w  514 
My  God,  my  poition,  an  518 
How  vain  are  all  things  519 
Thou  hidden  love  of  God  520 

FIDELITY: 
Ministerial. 
Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  224 
Saviour  of  men,  thy  sea  225 
Equip  me  for  the  war,     837 
To  Christ. 
Let  him  to  -whom  we  no  407 
Jesus,  thy  boundless  lov  409 
My  God,  accept  my  hea  410 
Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  Ir  435 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  G  436 
Lord,  in  the  strength  of  437 
O  God,  what  oir'ring  sh  439 
Do  not  I  love  tliee,  O  my  496 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  wa  524 

FOLLOWING  CHRIST. 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  79 
Tliou  art  the  way,  to  the  81 
Behold  where  in  a  mort  142 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  t  540 
People  of  the  living  God  749 

FORBEARANCE,  CHRIS- 
TIAN. 
Tryus,  OGod;  and  sear  750 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bin  751 

FORERUNNER,    CHRIST 
OUR. 
Ye  humble  souls  that  se  114 
Ye  faithful  souls,  who  J  119 
O  thou  eternal  Victim,  si  124 
Hail  the  day  that  sees  h  126 

FORGIVENESS.  {See  Sin- 
ner and  Faith^  Justi- 
fication by.) 


FORMALITY. 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  s 

FORSAKIN(i     ALL     FOR 

CHRIST. 

When  I  survey  the  wond 

Jesus,  I  uiv  cioss  have  t 

People  of  the  living  God, 

FORTITUDE. 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Ma 
Why  thus  impatient  to  b 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou 
Amazing  grace,  how  sw 
When  I  can  read  my  titl 

FOUNDATION,     CHRIST 
THE. 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m 
How  sweet  the  name  of 
A  mighty  fortress  is  our 
Behold  the  sui-eFounda 
My  hope  is  built  on  uotli 

FOUNTAIN: 
Of  Being. 

Great  God,  to  me  the  sig 
Of  Blood. 
There  is  a  fountain  filled 
The  voice  of  free  grace 
Of  Life. 

Fountain  of  life  to  all  be 
Of  Living  Water. 
Glorious  things  of  thee  a 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  w 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu 
Opened. 
Rock  of  A  ges,  cleft  for  m 
There  is  a  fountain  filled 
Called  from  al)ove,  I  ris 
By  faith  I  to  the  Founta 

FOURTH  OF  JULY. 

Lord,  while  for  all  man 
My  country,  'tis  of  thee, 
God  bless  our  native  Ian 

FRAILTY  OF  MAN.    {See 
Life.) 

FRIEND  OF  SINNERS. 
One  there  is  above  all  ot 
Behold  a  stranger  at  th 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Frien 

FRIENDSHIP,  CHRIS- 
TIAN. 
How  did  my  heart  rejoi 
Jesus,  united  by  thy  gra 
Christ,  from  whom  all  b 
Father,  at  thy  footstool 
God  of  love,  tliat  hear'st 
Giver  of  concord,  Princ 
Lo!  what  an  entertainin 
People  of  the  living  God 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  sear 

FUNERAL.  {See  Death.) 
Come,  let  us  join  our  fri 
One  sweetly  solemn  tho 
Why  should  our  tears  i 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  gr 
W^e  shall  sleep,  but  not  f 

GARMENT    OF    SALVA- 
TION. 
Awake!  Jerusalem,  aw 

GENTILES  CALLED. 

Lord  over  all,  if  thou  ba 
Hark!  the  song  of  Jubil 


323 


102 
540 
749 

500 
565 

mi 

5()S 
570 
571 


106 
1.53 
551 
691 
849 


52 

107 
276 

770 

206 
294 
843 

106 
107 
108 
111 

721 
728 
729 


197 
742 
743 
744 
746 
747 
748 
749 
750 

.582 
605 
616 
620 


214 


664 
671 


410 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


GENTLENESS. 

Loving .k'sus,  penile  La  415 
Jetu.-,  united  by  thy  grik  742 
Giver  of  eoncoril,  I'iince  747 
fcpeak  gently,  it  is  belle  lill 

GETIISKMANK.         {See 
Christ.) 

GII-TS,  SPIRITUAL. 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  4')9 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  e  4'M 
OThou.whocaiuest  from  515 
Father,  to  thee  niy  soul  529 

GLORIA  IX  EXCELSIS. 

Glory  be  to  Goil  on  high  252 

GI.ORY  OF  GOD. 

O  worship  the  King,  all  19 

Lord,  thv  glory  tills  the  25 

O  God,  tllou  bottomless  a  32 

The  6i)aeious  Armament  38 

Parent  of  good !  thy  bou  57 

GLORYING     IN     THE 

CROSS. 
While  in  the  agonies  of  93 
In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  g  l(»l 
"When  I  survey  the  won  102 
Nature  with  open  vohim  MA 
Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  8U(i 

GOD: 

Adoration  of. 

IIolv,  holv,holv,LordG  5 

O  Thou,  whom  all  thy  sa  10 

Come.  O  my  soul,  in  sac  12 

Our  God  ascends  his  loft  15 

^Iv  God,  how  wonderfu  10 

Tliis,  this  is  the  God  we  23 

I'raise  the  Loni,  ye  heav  24 

Eternal  power  w'hose  hi  :il 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  55 

All  IK  All. 
My  God,  the  Spring  of  a  401 
My  God,  my  life,  my  love  517 
MvGod,  m'y  portion,  an  518 
Father,  to  thee  my  soul  529 

Almigiitv.    {SeeOmnip- 
oUnt.) 

Ancient  op  Days. 
Come,  thou  almighty  Ki      1 

ATTUitnrKs  OF.   {See  Dif- 
ferent Aft  hbutoi.) 
Mv  (Jod,  how  wonderful     10 
FiltlMT,  how  wide  thy  gl    42 
High  in  theheavcus,'eto    49 

Beino  of. 
A  thousand  oracles  Divi      2 
The  spacious  nnnament    3.S 
The  heavens  declare  thy  G80 

CoMMiNioN  WITH.  {See 
Coniiniuiion.) 
O  f(»r  a  closer  walk  with  304 
More  love  to  thee,  ()  Clir  410 
O  how  the  love  of  (io<l  ut  41'.> 
Come,  Lord,  and  claim  m  421 
Greai  (j<jd,  indulge  my  h  772 

COMTAHSION  OF. 

Mv  soul,  rejieat  his  pral  f 

The  j.lty  of  the  Loid,  28 

Parent  of  goo<l  I  thy  bou  57 
Condescension  of. 

Mv(Jod,how  wonflerful  10 

JJcforc.lcliovairs  awful  55 

Etcruul  dciUh  of  love  di  5U 


GOD:  {Continued.) 

Ckeatok. 
I'll  i)raise  my  Maker  wh    14 
The  spacious  tirmament    38 

Decrees  of. 
God  moves  in  a  mysteri    43 

Delivekek. 
Ciuide  me,  O  thou  great  460 
>ing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  t  511 

Eternity  of. 
!My  God,  how  wonderful  10 
O  Goil,  thou  bottomless  32 
Shall  foolish,  weak,  shor  37 
Ere  mountains  reared  t  53 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages  583 

Existence  OF.    {See  Be- 
ing of.) 

Faithfulness  of. 
The  God  of  Abraham  pr  17 
Let  us  with  a  gladsome  21 
Thy  ceaseless,  unexhaus  40 
To  God,  the  only  wise,  102 
Cast  thy  bunleii  on  the  4()8 
How  firin  a  foundation,  540 
Through  all  the  chaugiu  550 

Father. 
Since  all  the  varying  sc    44 
Father  of  heaven,  wnos    50 
Behold  what  wondrous  362 

Fear  of. 
God  of  all  grace  and  ma  508 

Forbearance    of.     (See 
Long -suffer  iiKj  of.) 

Gentleness  of. 
How  gentle  God's  comin  553 

Glory  of. 
O  worship  the  King,  all  19 
Lord,  thv  glory  tills  the  h  25 
Father,  liow  wide  thy  gl  42 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  52S 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  585 
The  heavens  declare  thy  680 

Goodness  of. 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  so  6 
I'll  i)iaise  my  Maker  wh  14 
Let  us  wit  ha  gladsome  21 
Let  everv  tongue  thy  go  35 
Shall  foolish,  weak,  shor  37 
Since  all  the  varvingsce  44 
How  gentle  God^s  conim  653 

Grace  of. 
^ly  soul,  rc|)eat  His  prni  ? 
Let  every  tongue  thy  go  35 
Thv  ceaseless,  uncxiiau  40 
High  111  I  he  heavens,  ete  49 
(ileal  (iod!  to  me  the  sig  52 
Eternal  depth  of  love  di  50 
Lord,  with  glowing  hea  148 

Gratitide  to. 
Obless  the  Lord,Tny  Rou      fi 
O  (;od,our  strenglli,  to  t    41 

Greatness  of. 

O  Go.l,  tlKtii  bottomless  32 
Shall  rooli>li.  weak,  shor  37 
Iiitinite(;od,to  thee  we    39 

G II  DANCE  OF. 

Far  as  thv  name  Is  kno  205 
(iiiide  in<>',  O  thou  great  400 
Leaf!,  kindly  Light,  amid  402 

HlM.rER. 

Through  all  thechangin  550 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages  5s;{ 


GOD:  {Coritinued.) 
Holiness  of. 
Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  G      5 
OurGod  iiscenils  his  loft     15 
Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is    54 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  585 
Lord,  iu  the  morning  ih  793 
Immutable.       {See    Un- 
changeable. 

iNCOMl'REHENSIBLE. 

O  God,  thou  bottomless  a  32 
Shall  ItHil  ish,  weak,  shor  37 
God  moves  in  a  mysteri  43 
Thy  way,  O  Lord,  is  in  t  45 
Father  of  heaven,  whos  50 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  le  550 

Infinite.     {See  Eternal 
and  Greatness  of.) 

Jehovah. 
Father  of  Heaven,  whos    50 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  400 

Judge.    {See  Christ.) 

King  of  Glory. 
Lord,thy  glory  fills  the  h    25 
Eternal  deiitli  of  love  ili    50 

King  of  Nations. 
O  thou,  whom  all  thy  sa    10 

Longing  for. 
More  love  to  thee,  O  Chr  41G 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  tlice,  473 
Great  Goii^  indulge  my  h  772 

Long-suffering  of. 
God  calling  yet!  shall  I  292 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  the  308 

Love  of. 
My  God,  how  wonderful  16 
(iodislovel  Hie  mercy  26 
There's  a  wifleness  iu  (i  27 
The  i)ity  of  the  LonI,  28 
Father  in  whom  we  live,  29 
Shall  foolish,  weak,  shor  37 
Since  all  the  varying  see  44 
Thv  ceaseless,  unexliaus  40 
Eternal  depth  of  love  di  50 
I'arentof  good  !  thy  bou  57 
Great  is  our  redeeming  204 
Now  I  have  found  the  g  378 
Thou  hidden  loveof  (iod,  520 
O  Goil,  my  God,  my  all  t  823 

Majesty  of. 
O  worship  the  King,  all  19 
Lord,  thv  glorv  tills  the  25 
Shall  foo'hsh.  weak,  shor  37 
The  I>oi<l,  our  (iod,  is  cl  51 
Before  Jehovah's  awful    53 

Mercies  of. 
O  bless  the  Lord, my  sou  0 
My  soul,  repeat  liis"i)rai  9 
lA*t  UH  with  a  gladsome  21 
Eternal  .^oiiire  of  everv  TIO 
Mv  God,  hi.w  endless  is  800 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 

Mercy  of. 
Mv  soul,  repeat  His  pra  9 
Praise  ye  the  Lord;  Mis  13 
I'll  iirnfse  my  Maker  wh  14 
l«et  uswith'a  gladsome  21 
There's  a  wideness  in  G  27 
Thei.ity  of  the  Lord,  28 

Let  evi-rv  toimue  thv  go  35 
Shall  foolish,  weak,  short  37 
(Jii-at  (iod,  to  nie  the  sig  52 
O  thou  whose  mercy  gui  523 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


411 


GOD:  {Continued.) 

Omnipotent. 
Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sac 
The  Lord,  our  God,  is  cl 

Omnipkesent. 
Lord,  all  I  am  is  known 
God  is  in  this  and  every 
They  who  seek  the  throu 

Omniscient. 
Lord,  all  I  am  is  known 
Since  all  the  varying  see 
Jesus,  where'er 'thy  peo 

Pity  of.     {See  Compas- 
sion of.) 

Portion.' 
My  God,  the  spring  of  a 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
Mv  God,  my  portion,  an 
W'hile  thou,  O  my  God, 

Praise  to.  {See  Praise.) 
My  soul,  repeat  His  pra 
I'l'l  praise  my  Maker  wh 
The  praise  of  Zion  waits 

Presence  of. 
Great  is  our  redeeming 
"Welcome,  sweet  day  of  r 
From  all  that  dwell  belo 

Providence  of. 
Let  us  with  a  gladsome 
The  Lord  my  pasture  sh 
God  moves  in  a  mysteri 
Since  all  the  varyifig  see 
Thy  way,  O  Lord,  is  in  t 
Peace,  troubled  soul,  tho 
High  in  the  heavens,  ete 
While  thee  I  seek,  prote 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O 

Keconciled. 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise, 

Refuge. 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his 
A  mighty  fortress  is  our 

Rock.    {See  Christ.) 
Holv  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  m 
My  hope  is  built  on  notli 
O  sometimes  the  shadow 

Safety  ix. 
Through  all  the  changin 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages 

Self-existence. 
Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is 

Shepherd.    {See  CJirist.) 

Sovereign. 
Come,  sound  His  praise 
r)efore  Jehovah's  awful 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe 

Spirittalitv. 
Shall  foolish,  weak,  shor 

Sun  and  Shield. 
Great  God,  attend  while 

Supreme. 
Come,  thou  almightv  Ki 
Before  Jehovau's  awful 

Truth  of. 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  wh 
High  in  the  heavens,  ete 

Unchangeable. 
Praise  the  Loi-d,  ve  heav 
The  pity  of  the  Loj-d, 
O  God,  thou  bottomless 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages 


12 

51 

33 
322 
7S4 

33 
44 

708 


14 
200 

204 

21 

40 
43 
44 
45 

48 

49 

818 

832 


199 
551 

.o4 
lOli 
849 
8G7 

550 


54 


7 

55 

556 

37 

201 

1 
55 

14 
49 

24 

28 

32 

583 


GOD:  {Continued.) 
Walking  WITH.  {See  Com- 
munion.) 

0  for  a  closer  walk  with  3G4 
Thou  my  everlasting  po  872 

W  ATC  H  F  U  L  C  A  K  K  O  F .    ( See 

Providence  of.) 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  55 
How  gentle  God's  comm  553 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 
Give  to  the  winds  thv  fe  5.'»(j 
When  Israel  of  the  Lord  559 
Wheu  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 
Will  of. 
The  Lord  our  God  is  clo  51 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  L  530 
Father,  whate'er  of  eart  545 

1  worship  thee,  most  gra  549 
Away,  my  needless  fear  555 
Prince  of"  peace,  control  567 

Wisdom  of. 
Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sac  12 
God  is  love;  his  mercy  b  26 
God  moves  in  a  mysteri  43 
Since  all  the  varying  see  44 
To  God,  the  only  wise,     162 

Works  of. 
O  worship  the  King,  all     19 
The  spacious  firmament    38 
The  heavens  declare  thy  680 
GOOD  WORKS. 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  482 
So  let'our  lips  and  lives  490 
Go,  labor  on;  spend  and  501 
GOSPEL: 

Blessings  of. 
Blest  are  the  souls  who  198 
Great  God,  attend  while  201 
How  rich  thj-  bounty,  K  223 

Call. 
Hark  how  the  watchme  209 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  269 
O  do  not  let  the  word  (I  272 
O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  fo  274 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  275 
The  Voice  of  free  grace  276 
Come,  humble  sinner,  i  277 
In  the  soft  season  of  th  280 
Drooping  souls,  no  long  281 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  282 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  e  283 
A'ain  man,  thy  fond  pur  284 
Weary  souls  that  wande  2.s5 
What'could  your  Redee  286 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  288 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  289 
Behold,  a  stran^rer  at  th  291 
Return,  O  wanderer,  re  293 
Come,  let  us  who  in  Chr  295 
Repent,  the  voice  celest  296 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  Go  297 
And  will  the  Judge  desc  298 
While  life  in-olongs  its  p  300 
Arise,  mv  tenderest  tho  301 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  302 
What  is  the  thing  of  gre  303 
Come,  O  thou  all-victori  304 
Jesus,  Redeemer  of  man  305 
Jesus,  thou  all-redeemi  306 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  307 
Day  of  judgment,  day  o  629 

Feast. 
Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  268 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Ho!  everyone  that  tlnr  271 
Come  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 


GOSPEL:  {Continued) 

Ye  wretched,  liungry  st  27S 
Let  every  mortal  ear  ul  279 
All  things  are  ready,  co  t>55 

Freeness  of. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  267 
The  voice  of  free  grace  27ii 
Great  God  the  uatious  o  65o 

Fullness  of. 
There's  a  wideness  in  G    27 
The  voice  of  free  grace  2i6 
Come,  ye  disconsolate  w  294 

Invitations  of. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  267 
Sinners,  <'bey  the  gospel  268 
Come,  O  ye  sini  ers,  to  y  2tJ9 
Come,  sin'ners,  to  the  gos  270 
Ho!  everv  one  that  tliir  271 
O  do  not  let  the  word  de  272 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
O  turnye,  O  turn"ye,  fo  271 
Come,  Hum Ijle  sinner  in  277 
Let  every  mortal  ear  at  279 
Are  you  staying,  safely  847 
All  things  are  ready,  cb  855 

Jubilee. 
Blest  are  the  souls  who  19S 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  267 

Message. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  135 
"  Go  preach  my  gospel "  215 

Power  of. 
M}  dear  Redeemer  and    79 

Spread  of. 
Salvation,  O  the  jovful  s  65 
Lord  over  all,  if  thou  ha  664 
The  morning  light  is  bre  665 
Hasten,  Lord.tlve  glorio  666 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  667 
Behold  the  mountain  of  675 
Thou,  whose  almighty  w  676 
See  how  great  a  fianie  a  679 

Triumph  of.    {SeeKing- 
do7n  of  Christ.) 
The  morning  light  is  bre  665 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorio  666 
The  heavens  declare  thy  680 

Trumpet. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bl  207 

Warning  of. 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  275 
GRACE: 

Aspirations  for  Divine. 
I  See  Aspirations.) 

Converting. 
Lord,  with  glowing  hea  148 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  d  187 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  eve  525 

Falling  from.  {See Back- 
sliding and  Apostasy.) 
O  that  I  could  repent,      316 
Ah!  Lord,  with  trembli  491 

Free. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  hi  207 
The  voice  of  free  grace  276 

Fullness  of. 
There's  a  wideness  in  G    27 
Come,  ye  sinners, ])oor  a  27-> 
Come,  "ye    disconsolate,  294 

Growing  in. 
The  God  of  Abrah'm  jir    17 
The  God  who  reigns  on    18 


412 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


GRACE:  {Cuntinutd.) 

Ik'liolil  \\  lic'ie  ill  a  mort  142 
>lv  >a\  imir,  my  ahniirli  144 
Holy  >iiiril,  faillilul  gu  I'.to 
Mure  love  to  tliiv,  O  Ch  4IU 
Kite,  my  toul,  ami  ttret  ioo 
In  every  time  ami  place  4a(» 
Come,  li't  us  aiiewour  jo  457 
t'hil'ircn  of  the  lieavenl  4.'>s 
Son  of  (.Jo.l.thy  bles-siiij?  4^.) 
Guide  me,  ()  thou  great  4(10 
Lead,  kiudlv  ItKl't,  ami  4(>2 
Gentlv,  l>oid,  ()  gentlv  1  4(1:5 
Talk  with  us,  Lord,  tliy  4iJ(l 
Cheered  with  thy  conve  4(17 
Awake,  my  hioul,'i?tretch  4(J'J 
^Iv  <lrowsV  i)ower.s,  wli  470 
O'thou  who  all  things  c  471 
Awake,  our  souls,  away  472 
Nearer,  mv  God,  to  thee  47:} 
So  let  our  liiis  and  lives  4;kj 
Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  511 

0  thou  to  whose  all-sea  5:54  , 
Saviour,  more  than  life  b78 

Justifying. 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  100 
How  sad  our  state  by  na  843 
Fathci",  I  stretch  my  ha  845 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 
Let  the  world  their  virt  355 
My  faith  looks  up  to  the  398 

Magnified. 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyf  13S 
Grace,  'tis'a  charming  s  KU 
Sweet  the  moments,  ric  400 
Come,  ye  tluit  love  the  L  521 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  ev  525 
Awake,  and  sing  the  so  573 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jes  843 
We  praise  thee,  O  God!  809 

Quickening. 

Come,  TToly  Sidrit,  hea  178 
Redeeming. 

The  counsels  of  redeem  685 
Reviving. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  com  176 
L(trd  (iod,  the  Holy  (iho  JS8 
We  praise  thee,  O  God!  80!) 
Sanctifying. 

Cftme,  Holy  Si)irit,  heav  178 
Holy  (ihosl,  with  light  d  ].S7 
Let  him  to  w  hoin  we  no  4()7 
(> joyful  souihI  of  gospe  427 
Jesus  comes  with  all  his  428 
(iorl  of  all  i)owcr,  and  tr  421) 

0  (iod,  mo>t  nuMciful  a  4:50 
(iive  mc  a  new,  a  pcrfec  4:!2 
Holv,  and  ti-msandrigh  4:5:5 
Father  (.f  Jesus  (  hrist  4;S4 
Come,  Savif)iir,  Jesus,  fr  4:55 
Father,  Son,  and  Holv  4:5(1 
Lord,  in  tlu;  slrength  (If  4:57 
Nearer,  my  (Jod,  to  tliet",  47:5 
()  thou,  to  wlios(!  all  scar  5:54 

1  am  thine,  O  Lord;  I  h  87:5 
Saving. 

Salvation,  ()  the  jovfiil  s  05 
Now  lo  the  Lord  a 'n(»l)l(?  7h 
H(»w  sweet  the  name  of  15:5 
JesuH,  I  love  thy  charm  15(1 
<;race,  'tis  a  charming  s  Kll 
Amazing  grace!  (how  s  57<) 

SoVKKKHiN. 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  h  101 


GRACE:  (Cbn/mucci.) 

Sl'STAINlNC. 

How  sweet  the  name  of  153 
Jesus,  1  love  thy  charmi  150 
Kedecmer  of  mankind  w  15'.) 
My  hoi)e,  my  all,  my  .su  509 

GRACE  OF  ClIULST.  (,S'ee 
Christ.) 

GRACES.  {See  Christian, 
Faith,  JlopCy  and 
Love.) 

GRATITUDE. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  so  0 
()  (u»d,  our  strength,  to  41 
Now  lo  the  Lord  a  noble  78 
Jesus  drinks  the  bitterc  91 
O  could  I  speak  the  mat  L39 
Lord,  with  glowing  hea  148 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 
How  sweet  the  name  of  153 
^lajestic  sweetness  sits  154 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  da  155 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charm  150 
Grace,  "tis  a  charming  s  101 
Nature  with  open  volu  104 
Of  him  who  did  salvati  105 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  ev  525 
Amazing  grace!  (how  s  570 
(iodof  my  life,  tlirough  831 
"When  all  "thy  mercies,  O  832 

GRAVE.     {Srr  Drath    and 
Fdncriil  Jfi/iiins.) 
There  is  a  calm  for  thos  C30 
GRIEF. 

"When  Avnves  of  ti-ouble  530 
In  trouble  and  in  grief,  537 
AVhen  musing  sorrow  w  5:iS 
Othou  who  driest  the  m  5:59 
Commit  thou  all  thy  gri  554 

GRIEVING  THE  SPIR- 
IT.   (.See  JIuly  Spirit.) 

GUIDANCE,  DIVINE: 
Recognized. 
The  Lord  mv  Shepherd  527 
Father,  I   kn'ow  that  all  544 
While  tiicc  I  seek,  prote  818 
He  leadeih  me,  O  blesse  801 

Sought. 
I  hear  thy  word  with  lo  80 
(  omc,  Holv  Spirit,  heav  178 
(Juide  ine,'0  thou  great  4(.o 
Lead,  kindlv  light,  ami  402 
(ienlly,  Lord,  O  gently  1  403 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Rrot  480 
Saviour,"like  aSheiiherd  701 

GUILT.     {See  Sin.) 
HAPPINESS.     (See. Tor/.) 

Hapi>v  the  man  that  flu  390 
Mow  (lappy  ar«'  the  new  1599 
'Tis  mv  liap|)iiiess  below  5:55 
How  hapi)y  every  child  044 
How  hapi»y  is  the  pilgri  8:J9 

HARVEST: 

IVI  ATKKI.M,. 

Through  all  the  1<. fly  sk  723 
I'raise  to  Cio<l,  immltrla  724 

SlMKlTUAI-. 

It  mav  not  be  our  lot  to  482 
Sow  in  Ihc  m<irn  thy  se  5oo 
These  mortal  joys  h«iw  n  503 


HEALER  OF  THE  SOUL. 

Jesus,  thy  far-e.\tende<l  :j;]5 
O  thou,  wlK)m  once  they  8:50 
Jesus,  if  still  Hutu  art  8;.9 
"While  dead  in  tre>passe  341 

HKALTHRFSTORED. 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  8:52 

HEARING  Tlli:  WORD. 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  311 
Father,  behobl  with  gra  315 
Lord,  we  come  before  ih  75(j 

HEART: 
Change  OF.    (SceJiegeti' 

eratioii.) 
Cleansed. 
(  ome,  IIolvSi)irit,  com  176 
Holy  Gho>"t,  with  light  187 
IJlest  are  the  pure  in  he  418 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise  440 

CONTKITE. 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lor  810 
A  broken  heart,  my  Go  824 
Lord,  we  are  vih",  conce  325 
When  rising  from  the  b  320 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying ey  300 

IlAKDNEss  Lamented. 
Jesus,  my  Advocate  abo  809 
O  for  tha't  tenderness  of  313 
O  that  I  could  repent,  810 
Othat  I  could  lepent!  O  317 
God  is  in  this  and  ever  322 
O  for  a  glance  of  heave  327 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  :500 
Awaked  by  SinaVs  awf  884 

New. 
We  1)V  his  Sjiirit  prove,   883 
The  thing  my  (Jod  doth  417 
(iive  me  a  new,  a  i)erfec  4;J2 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise  AiO 

SUKKENDEK  OF. 

God  calling  yet!  shall  I  292 
HEATHEN: 

Hark  I  w  hat  mean  those  68 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awak  213 
From  Greenlaiurs  icy  m  070 

CONVEKTEl). 

Lord,  if  at  thy  comman  603 
Lord  over  all,  if  thou  ha  ()04 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  lUi7 
Assembled  at  thy  great  (508 
The  nations  call  I'  from  s  (iOO 
Hark!  the  song  of  jubi  671 
(io,  ve  messengers  of  (J  072 
Prai'se  (he  Saviour,  all  v  677 
Watchmen,  tell  us  of  th  678 
HEAVEN: 

ANTKirATED. 

"NVhcn  I  can  readmvt'tl  571 
One  sweet  Iv  solcimi  tlio  005 
What  sinners  value,  1  re  6:58 

0  what  a  blesscij  hope  j  045 
And  lei  this  feeble  bo.ly  040 

1  would  not  li\«'  alwaV  047 
Lord,  I  care  not  for  rich  90S 

lii.ESSEDNESS  OF. 

The  saints  who  die  of  C  598 
<;ive  ine  the  wings  of  fa  0:57 
Pure  are  [\\v  Joys  above  640 
How  h!iii|»v  everv  child  644 
Ther«>  is  a  land  df  pure  650 
P>rief  life  is  here  our  po  654 
Home. 

Forever  w  ith  the  Lord  6!^1 
We  know,  by  faith  wo  k  686 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


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HEAVEN:  {Continued.) 

There  is  a  hin<l  mine  ev  G39 
Jerusalem,  my  happy  h  G49 
Jerusalem,  the  goklen,  G52 
There  is  a  land  immorta  653 
'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  745 
]My  home  is  in  heaven,  879 
]{eyoiul  the  smiling  and  889 
Up* to  the  bountiful  Giv  890 
My  heavenly  home  is  br  895 
I  will  sing  you  a  song  of  897 
LOXGEI)  FOK.  {See  Aspi- 
rations.) 
I  long  to  behold  him  arr  643 

0  when  shall  I  see  Jesus  881 

1  am  far  frae  my  hame  884 
Kearness  to. 

Your  harps,  ye  tremblin  547 
A  few  more  years  shall  G03 
One  sweetly  solemn  tho  005 
Away  with  our  sorrow  642 
Prospect  of. 

0  mother  dear,  Jerusal  648 
On  Jordan's  stormy  ban  651 
We  speak  of  the  land  of  882 
When  shall  we  meet  ag  887 
There's  a  land  that  is  fa  896 

1  have  read  of  a  beautif  901 

PlRITY  OF. 

Pure  are  the  joys  above  640 
Pest  of. 
Tiiine  earthly  Sabhaths  264 
When  1  can  read  my  titl  571 
There  is  a  calm  for  thos  630 
There  is  an  hour  of  peac  635 
Brief  life  is  here  our  po  654 
How  happy  is  the  ])ilgri  839 
In  the  Christiau's  home  902 
Sectrity  of. 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths  264: 
Society  of. 
Come,  let  us  join  our  fri  582 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fa  637 
What  are  these  arrayed  641 
Brief  life  is  here  our  po  654 
Songs  of. 
Hark,  hark,  my  soul !  a  633 

HEAVENLY  MINDED- 
NESS. 
Come,  let  us  join  our  fri  582 
How  happy  every  child  644: 
O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  645 
And  let  this  feeble  body  646 
How  happy  is  the  pilgri  839 

HEIRSHIP.  {See Adoption.) 

HELL. 

Jesus,  my  Advocate  abo  309 
O  where  shall  rest  be  lo  588 
And  am  I  born  to  die?  589 
And  am  I  only  born  to  d  593 
That  awful  day  will  sur  597 
O  Thou  that  wouldst  no  604 

HELPLESSNESS. 

Thou  seest  my  feeblenes  483 

HIDDEN  LIFE. 

Ye  faithful  souls  who  Je  119 
O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  645 
God  of    all    consolation  752 

HOLINESS.       {See      God, 
Heaven,     Sanctifica- 
tion,  and  Saints.) 
What  is  our  calling's  glo  422 
O  joyful  sound  of  gospel  427 
Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  re  442 
When,  my  Saviour,  shal  443 


HOLY  SCRIPTURE.  (See 
liihle.  Scriptures,  aud 
Word  of  God.) 

HOLY  SPIRIT: 

Absenx'E  of. 
Stay,  thou  insulted  Spir  192 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  364 

Anointing  of. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171 

Comkoktek. 
Creator,  Spirit,  hy  whos  167 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words  168 
Lord,  we  believe  to  us  a  169 
Let  songs  of  praises  lill  170 
AVhy  should  the  childre  183 
Great  Sjiirit,  bv  whose  185 
IIolv  Ghost,  with  light  d  187 
O  for  a  heart  of  calm  re  420 

Creator. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whos  167 

Descent  of. 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  Gho  188 

0  Spirit  of  the  living  Go  191 
Divine. 

Creator,  Spirit,  by  whos  167 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  s  186 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  d  187 
Lord  God,  the  Holy  Gho  188 

Earnest  of. 
AVhy  should  the  children  183 

Enligiitener. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  on  172 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  d  187 

Fruits  of. 
Father,  if  justly  still  we  ISO 
On  all  the  earth  thy  Spi  181 
Great  Spirit,  by  whose  185 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  s  186 

Grieving  the. 
Stav,  thou  insTtlted  Spir  192 
God  of  all  grace  and  ma  508 

Guidance  of. 

1  hear  thy  word  with  lo  30 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words  168 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  lieav  178 
Celestial  Dove,  come  fr  179 
Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Gu  190 

Indwelling. 
O  come  and  dwell  in  me  177 
Why  should  the  children  183 

Influence  of. 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  com  176 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav  178 
Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  s  186 
Love  divine,  all  loves  ex  444 

Inspiration.  {See Inspi- 
ration.) 

Interpreter. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  171 
Tlie  Spirit  breathes  upo  173 

Invocation  of. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  in  L  182 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  d  187 

Invoked.     {See  Prayer.) 

Offices.  {See  Guidance, 
Inspiration,  Witness, 
etc.) 

Outpouring  Desired. 
Father,  if  justlv  still  we  180 
On  all  the  earth  thy  Si)i  181 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  G  191 


HOLY  SPIRIT:  {Continued.) 
Prayed  for.  {See  Prayer.) 

Keg  EN  E RATING. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  176 

Sanctifying. 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  on  172 
Come,  Holy  (Jho-t,  ail-(i  175 
Come,  Holv  Si)irit,  come  176 
O  come  and  (Iwell  in  me  177 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav  178 

Spirit  of  Faith. 
Spirit  of  failh,  come  do  174 

Spirit  of  Holiness. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-q  175 
Come,  Holy  Si)irit,  com  176 
O  come,  and  dwell  in  me  177 
Father,  if  justly  still  we  180 

Striving. 
God  calling  yet!  shall  I  292 

Symbols  of. 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  ou  172 

Witness  and  Seal. 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words  16S 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-q  175 

0  come,  and  dwell  in  m  177 
Why  should  the  childre  183 
Sovereign  of  all  the  wor  184 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  s  189 
Thou  great  mysterious  357 
'Tis  a  thing  I  long  to  kn  362 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove  383 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  386 
How  happy  are  the  new-  399 
How  happy  every  child  6i4 

HOPE; 

Aspirations  of. 
In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  101 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul  354 
Behold  what  wondrous  382 
A  few  more  years  shall  603 
Hark!  a  voice  from  Ede  891 

In  Affliction.    {See  Af- 
flictions.) 

In  Christ. 
Your  harps,  ye  tremblin  547 
Away,  my  unbelieving  f  552 
Away!  mV needless  fear  555 
My  hope,  'my  all,  my  Sa  569 
My  hope  is  built  on  noth  849 

I N  D  E  AT  H .    ( See  Death. ) 

In  God. 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  199 
Father,  whate'er  of  cart  545 
Your  harps,  ye  tremblin  547 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fe  550 

Of  Heaven. 
Come  on,  my  partners  in  576 
What  are  these  arrayed  641 
Away  with  our  sorrow  642 
How' happy  every  child  644 
And  let  this  feeble  body  646 

1  \\t)uld  not  live  alwav  647 
Jerusalem,  my  ha|)i)y  li  649 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  6.50 
On  Jordan's  stormy  ban  651 

Of  Perfect  Love. 
Ye  ransomed  sinners,  h  42  > 
O  joyful  sound  of  gospel  427 
Jesus  comes  with  all  his  428 
O  glorious  hojie  of  i)erfe  431 
IMy  hope  is  built  on  noth  849 
Hark!  a  voice  from  Ede  891 


414 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


HOUSE  OF  GUI): 

Dedication  to  Wgkshit. 
Gi-eat  is  the  Lord  our  (i  600 
IJehoUl  tlie  sure  Founda  GiM 
i)n  tliis  stone,  now  laid  (5J)2 
lieludd  thv  teinjile,  God  (.m 
And  will  the  i:rci\t  eter  vm 
The  i>erfeet  worhl  hv  A  (HI.*) 
Lord  of  h(.>ts,  to  tiiee  we  OW 
Come,  O  thou  God  of  gra  01)7 

FoiNDED. 
Christ  is  made  the  sure  0^9 

Not  Made  with  Hands. 
AVe  know,  by  faith,  Ave  GGO 

IIUMILTATIOX:       {See 
Christ.) 
National, 
O  ri;rhteons  God,  thou  J  720 
Dread  Jehovah !  God  of  722 

HUMILITY: 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord,  5 
Eternal  j/ower,  whose  hi  31 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  310 
Dei)th  of  nu'ioy,  can  the  3(58 
Sweet  the  moments,  vie  400 
<)  God,  most  merciful  an  430 
Jloly  and  true,  and  rijrh  433 
When,  my  Saviour,  shal  443 
Neaier.  iny  tiod,  to  thee  473 
Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  i  512 
I'ass  me  not,  O  gentle  Sa  852 

Of  Chkist.    {See  CJirist.) 
HYPOCRISY. 

Lord,  all  1  am  is  known    33 

ILLUMINATION,  SPIRIT- 
UAL. 

The  Spirit  breathes  upo  173 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  SOS 
Jesus,  my  Advocate  aijo  30!) 
Father,  I  wait  before  th  314 
As  pants  the  hart  force  353 
Thou  great  mysterious  357 
(  oine,  (>  thou  Traveler  u  3(50 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a  3(51 
<)  thou  in  whose  i)resenc  370 
Father  of  all,  in  whom  a  G83 

IMMOUTALITY. 

Hark,  mv  pouI  !  it  is  the  8S5 
O  where  "shall  rest  lie  fo  588 
Through  sorrow's  night  (50(5 
'i"he  morning  Ilowers  di  (511 
Jt  \H  not  death  to  die,—  (527 
1'here  is  a  calm  for  those  (5;W) 
Forever  with  the  Lord!  (531 
IJrief  life  is  here  our  por  054 

IMP()l{TrNITY.        {See 
I'nnjrr.) 

IMPUTATION. 

Not  all  the  blofxl  of  beas  100 
Hail!  tluiu  once;  rles])ise  120 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savio  344 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,       380 

INCARNATION.      {See 

t'hrUt.) 
IXCR E  A SE :  {See  Faith.) 
Of  Faith. 
Author  of  faith,  eternal  377 
If,  Lord,  I  have  accejitii  424 

Of  MiMSTKItH. 

I/onl  (if  the  linrvest.  Ilea  217 
Almightv  (.<»dof  love  (502 
The  nations  call!  from  h  (5(;1) 


INDEPENDENCE,  NA- 
TIONAL. 
Lord,  w  hile  for  all  mank  721 
(ireat  Goil  of  nations,  n  727 
]S!y  country,  'tis  of  thee  72S 
God  bless  our  native  Ian  721) 

INFLUENCES     OF     TlIK 
SPI R  IT.    {See  Holy  Spir- 
it.) 

INGRATITUDE. 

Arise,  mv  tend'restthou  801 
How  shall  a  lost  sinner  i  371 
O  Jesus!  full  of  grace,      373 

0  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 

INSPIRATION. 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171 
I'iie  Spirit" breathes  ui)0  173 
The  heavens  declare  thy  (580 
How  shall  the  young  s"e  (581 
Let  everlasting'gloriesc  082 
Tiie  counsels  of  redeemi  (585 
Father  of  mercies,  in  th  680 

INSTABILITY. 

]VIy  God,  I  know,  I  feel  t  440 

INTERCESSION.     {See 
Christ.), 

INTKREST  IN  CHRIST. 

Jesus,  thv  blood  and  rig  370 

1  thirst,  thou  wounded  1  394 
How  can  it  be,  thou  liea  395 
Ha])|)y  the  man  that  liiul  390 
Sweet  the  nunnents,  ric  400 
]\Iy  God,  the  spring  of  a  401 
How  happv  are  thev  wh  402 
All  praise  "to  the  Lamb!  404 
Jesus  is  our  common  Lo  400 

INTERMEDIATE  STATE. 

The  saints  who  die  of  Ch  598 
Asleep  in  Jesus!  blessed  599 
Through  sorrow's  night  (50(5 
We  know,  by  faith  we  k  (530 
(iive  me  the"  wings  of  fa  037 
And  let  this  feeble  body  (540 

INVITATION.  {See  Gos- 
pel.) 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  ev  283 
Weary  souls  that  wande  2S5 
(  ome  ye  weary  sinners,  2.S7 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi  299 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  307 
I  hearil  the  voice  of  Jesu  843 
The  mistakes  of  my  life  848 
All  things  are  ready,  co  855 
1  hear  thy  welcome'voic  858 

INVOCATION.  (.<?cc7Vat/cr 
and  J'rai.se.) 
Come,  thou  almightv  Ki  1 
Hoiv,  holv,  holv,  Loiil,  5 
Now  to  the  Loicl  a  noble  78 
Another  six  <lavs'  work  257 
Safclv  I lirough" another  259 
Welc"ome,  diiightful  mo  2(50 
Lord,  we  come  before  th  75(5 
Lord,  in  the  morning  th  793 

"IT  IS  FINISHED." 

'"Tis  finished!"  The  Me  103 
S(»nsof  ( Jod,  triumphant  lii5 
Hark!  the  voice  of  love  113 

JA( OH,  WRESTLING. 

«(une,<)  tliou  Traveler  II  300 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  a  3fil 
Sheplierd  divine,  our  w  704 
Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  g  7M3 


JACOB'S  LADDER. 

Iledeemerof  mankind,    159 

JERUSALEM,  NEW. 

Away  with  our  sorrow  a  642 
Jerusalem,  my  hapny  h  (549 
Jerusalem,  the  gt)lilen,    052 

JESUS:    {See  Christ.) 

TuE  Love  of. 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charnii  158 
Jesus,  Lover  olniy  soul,  'doi 

The  Name  of. 
Jesus,  the  name  high  ov  220 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  87(J 

The  Same  Ykstkuday, To- 
day, and  Fokkveu. 

Jesus,  thy  far  extended  835 
()  thou,  whom  once  thev  3:](J 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to  339 

JEWS,  C0NVERSI(3N  OF. 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  601 
Almighty  God  of  love,       002 

JOINING  TIIE  CHURCH. 
{See  Church.,  Faith, 
Co7\fession  of,  and 
Converts  Welcomed.) 

Take  up  thv  cross,  the  S  ."543 
Peoi)le  of  the  living  (iod  740 
Witness,  ye  men  and  an  753 

JOY,  SPIRITUAL. 

Joy  to  the  world— the  Lo  59 
Soils  of  Goil,  ti  iumi»han  105 
]{ejoice,  the  Loi«l  is  Kin  134 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  jovf  138 
MyGod!  Tlove  thee."n"ot  151 
Je"sus,  the  very  thought  152 
O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
Jesus,  thv  blood  and  rig  376 
Author  o'f  faith,  eleinal  377 
Now  I  have  found  the  g  378 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  379 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
Not  with  our  mortal  eye  381 
Behold  what  wondroiis  :J82 
We  bv  his  Sjiirit  ])rove,  383 
Hark",  my  stuil!  it  is  the  385 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  380 
Who  can"  describe  the  jo  387 
O 'tis  delight  without  "al  388 

0  thou  (iod  «>f  mv  salva  389 
What  shall  I  do,"mv  Go  im 
Jovisafruit  that  will  n  392 

1  thirst,  thou  wouiMled  L  3J>4 
How  can  it  be,  th<»u  hea  395 
Hapi)y  the  man  that  lin  31KJ 
Lor<l,"iiow  Si-cure  and  bl  397 
How  happy  are  the  new  399 
Sweet  the  "moments,  ric  400 
Mvtiod.thesj.ringof  al  401 
How  hMi)pv  are  thev  402 
All  piaise"to  the  Liimb,  404 
Sonsof  iiod,  exulting  ri  405 
Jesus  is  our  common  Lo  400 
(  hildn-u  of  the  heavenl  458 
Sing,  <>  ve  ransomed  of  511 
Come, AC  that  love  the  L  521 
CoiiH',  Father.  Son,  and  (i{>8 
I  lieard  tliev«»iceof  Jesu  843 

JUBILFE. 

Blessed  are  the  souls  wh  198 
Bl<»w  ye  tlie  Irnmiiet,  bl  207 
Hark," the  song  of  jubile  071 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


415 


JUDGE,     THE     DIVINE. 

{See  Christ.) 
Lo!  He  comes,  with  clo  163 
He  comes,  he  comes,  the  590 
Thou  Jiulge  of  quick  an  719 

JUDGMENT,  THE. 

Lo,  he  comes  with  cloud  163 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  289 
Repent,  the  voice  celest  29(5 
And  will  the  Judgedesc  298 
He  comes,  he  comes!  th  590 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  591 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  592 
Dav  of  wrath,  O  dreadf  595 
An\\  must  I  be  to  judg  596 
That  awful  day  will  sur  597 
A  lew  more  years  shall  603 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  629 
Thou  Judge  of  quick  an  719 
O  the  hour  when  tliis  m  841 
The  chariot!  the  chariot  907 

.JUSTIFICATION  BY 
FAITH. 

O  for  a  thousand  tongue  374 
Jesus  thy  blood  and  righ  376 
Author  of  faith  eternal  377 
Kow'  I  have  found  the  g  378 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  379 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
Behold,  what  wondrous  382 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  386 
All  praise  to  the  Lamb!  404 

0  God  most  merciful  an  430 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  843 
1  was  a  wandering  shee  854 
How  lost  was  my  condit  850 

KINDNESS. 

Christ,  from  whom  all  b  743 
Giver  of  concord,  Prince  747 
Lo!  whatan  entertainin  748 
Speak  gentl^^,  it  is  better  911 

KINGDOM     OF     CHRIST 
(AND  OF  HEAVEN): 

Prayed  for. 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  Go  191 
Great  God,  the  nations  o  650 
O  may  thy  powerful  wo  779 

Progress  op. 
Great  God.  the  nations  o  656 
Jesus  shall  reign  where  658 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoin  660 
The  morning  light  isbre  665 
Hasten,  Lord,  tneglorio  666 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  667 
Hark!  the  songof  jubile  671 
Christ  for  the  world  we  916 

Triumph  op. 
All  hail  the  power  of  Je  132 
Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  Kin  134 
Hark!  ten  thousand  har  137 
Jesus  shall  reign  where  658 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorio  666 
Hark!  the  songof  jubile  671 
Beliold  the  mountain  of  675 

KNOWLEDGE,  EXPERI- 
MENTAL. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171 
The  Spirit  breathes  upo  173 
Si)irit  of  faith,  come  do  174 
Why  should  the  childre  183 
Sovereign  of  all  the  wor  184 
Holy  Ghost,  with  light  d  187 
We  know,  by  faith  we  k  636 
Come,  Father,  Son  and  786 


LABORERS.    (See  Minis- 

tC7-S.) 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hca  217 
High  on  his  everlasting  222 

LADDER.      (See     Jacob's 
Ladder.) 

LAMB     OF     GOD.      {See 
Christ.) 

LATTER-DAY  GLORY. 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awak  212 
Who  but  thou,  Almight  657 
Jesus  shall  reign  where  658 
From  all  that  dwell  belo  659 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoi  660 
Daughter  of  Zion,  from  t  661 
Almighty  God  of  love,  662 
I^ord,  if  {it  thy  command  6(53 
Lord  over  alf,  if  thou  ha  6(54 
Themoruing  light  isbre  665 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  667 
Assembled  at  thy  great  668 
The  nations  call !  from  s  669 
From  Greenland's  icym  670 
Go,  ye  messengers  of  Go  672 
Hail  to  the  brightness  o  673 
Behold  the  mountain  of  675 
Praise  the  Saviour,  all  y  677 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  th  678 
See  how  great  a  flame  as  679 

LAW  OF  GOD. 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  e  323 
Lord,  Ave  are  vile,  conce  325 
The  heavens  declare  th  680 
How  shall  the  young  se  681 
Father  of  all,  iii  whom  a  683 

LAW  OF  LOVE. 

God  is  love:  his  mercy  26 
The  thing  my  God  doth  417 
If,  Lord,  I  have  accepta  424 

LAW  WRITTEN  ON  THE 
HEART. 
The  thing  my  God  doth  417 
Come,  Lord,  and  claim  421 

LEPER. 

Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to  339 
My  God,  my  God,  to  the  765 

LEVITICAL  SACRIFICES. 
'Tis  finished!  The  Messi  103 
Sons  of  God,  triumphan  105 
Rockof  Ages,  cleft  form  106 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 
Called  from  above,  I  ris  108 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beas  109 
By  faith  I  to  the  founta  111 
O  Thou,  whose  ofl'ringo  112 
Hark!  the  voice  of  love  113 

LIBERALITY. 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  m  488 
3Iust  I  my  brother  keep  499 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  see  500 
Jt  sua,  my  Lord,  how  ri  502 
These  mortal  joys  how  s  503 
Father  of  mercies,  send  t  504 

LIFE: 
Brevity  op. 
Come  let  us  anew  Our  jo  457 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal    585 
A  few  more  years  shall  603 
Brief  life  is  here  our  por  (554 
Remark,  my  soul,  the  na  708 
Our  few  I'evolving  year  709 
While  with  ceaseless  co  710 
Frailty  of. 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages  582 
Teach  me  the  measure  o  584 


LIFE:  (Continued.) 

Death  rides  (m  everv  pa 
HarkJ  from  the  tombs  a 
Lo!  on  a  nariow  neck  (»f 
And  am  I  only  born  to  d 

Hidden,  the. 
O  what  a  bless«^d  hope  is 
God  of  all  consolation,  t 

Issues  of. 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo 
And  am  I  born  to  die? 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of 

Objectof. 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  sti-et 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo 

Solemnity  of. 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo 

Spiritual. 
While  dead  in  trespasse 
Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  a 
Jesus  hath  died  tliat  I  m 

Uncertainty  of. 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi 
One  sweetly  solemn  tho 

Vanity  of. 
O  God,  our  help  in  ages 
LIGHT  AT  EVENTIDE. 

Abide  Avith  me :  fast  fall 

LIGHT    OF    LIFE.      (^ee 
Christ.) 
O  Jesus,  Light  of  all  bel 
Light  of  life,  seraphic  li 

LITANY,  THE. 

By  thy  birth,  and  by  thy 
LIVING,  HOLY. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  s 
How  sweet  the  name  of 
Redeemer  of  mankind. 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives 

LOAD  OF  SIN. 

Come,  ye  Aveary  sinners 
O  that  niy  load  of  sin  av 

LONGING  TO  DEPART, 

Come,  let  us  join  our  ch 
Forever  Avith  the  Lord, 
We  know,  by  faith  Ave  k 
HoAV  happv" everv  child 
O  Avhat  a  blessed  liope  is 
And  let  this  feeble  body- 
In  age  and  feebleness  ex 
O  Avhen  shall  I  see  Jesu 
Beyond  the  smiling  and 

LOOKING  TO  JESUS.  (See 
Cross  of  Christ.) 

LORD     OF     ALL.    ,  (See 
Christ.) 
All  hail  the  poAver  of  Je 
Our  Lord  is  now  rejecte 

LORD'S  DAY  AND  WOR- 
SHIP: 

Delight  in. 
Let  us,  Avith  a  gladsome 
HoAV  pleasant,  Iioav  divi 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord 
May  I,  throughout  this 
Far  from  mv  thoughts,  v 
Thine  earthlv  Sabbaths 
Mid  scenes  of  confusion 


592 
593 

645 
752 

5RS 
5S9 
592 

455 

588 

486 
588 


341 
441 
450 

299 
605 


583 


828 


146 

785 


348 


104 
153 
159 
490 


287 
445 


583 
631 
636 
644 
645 
646 
835 
881 
889 


132 
904 


21 
203 
261 
262 
263 
264 
745 


416 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


LORD'S  DAY  AND  WOK- 
t^nW:  {Chiitinuai.) 
Evening. 
Lord,  we  conic  before  th  750 
St)ftly  now  tlie  li^'lit  of  d  801) 
Abide  with  nie:  fast  fail  «2S 

MOKNINO. 

AVelconie,  sweet  day  of  253 
^Vitll  jov  we  liail  tlie  sa  254 
The  Lor  I  of  Sabballi,  le  255 
Come,  let  us  join  witli  o  250 
Another  t-i.v  days'  work  257 
hweet  is  tl>e  w'oik,  niv  25S 
Safely  tbrouKh  an«)tlieV  251) 
Wch-onie,  delightful  mo  2<>0 
Lord,  in  the  morning  ih  793 

LOKD'S  PRAYER. 

Our  heavenly  Father,  h  702 
Our  Father,  Ciod,  whoa  781 

LORDS  SI  rrKR. 

O  tliou,  whose  ofl"'rinjr  o  112 
O  thou  eternal  Victim,  h  124 
.lesus.  thou  joy  of  loving  157 
The  King  of  lieaven  his  2:^9 
If  human  kindness  meet  240 
The  i)romise  of  my  Fatb  241 
Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  242 
According  to  thy  gracio  243 
Author  of  our  salvation  244 
That  doleful  night  befor  245 
Let  all  who  trulv  bear  240 
Jesus,  we  thus  obey  247 

Come,  thou  everlasting  248 
Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lo  24!) 
Lamb  of  God,  whose  dyi  250 
O  what  a  taste  is  this  251 
Olory  be  to  Ciod  on  high  252 
Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  2(58 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  go  270 
Hoi  every  one  that  thir  271 
"What  are"  these  arrayed  041 
l^ord,  I  am  thine,  entire  829 

LOST  SHEER. 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  300 
There  were  ninety  and  h  S44 
Are  you  staying,' safely  847 

LOST  SOUL. 

What  could  your  Redee  280 
Sinners,  turn,  w  hv  will  2X8 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wi  289 
"What  iH  the  thing  of  gre  30:] 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  380 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  029 

LOVE: 

CUKISTIAN. 

O  'tis  delight  without  al  .388 
Wln-n  (•hri>t  doth  in  my  414 
()  how  the  love  of  (iod  'ii  419 
IVIusl  I  my  biotiier  keej)  499 
Othou,  who  eamest  fro  5)5 
My  Hole  jtosscssion  is  thy  .502 
Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  810 
For  Christ. 
f)nc  there  is  aboye  all  o  75 
Olove  divine!  what  has  90 
AVoubl  Jons  have  tlie  s  97 
AN'hcn  I  hiirvev  the  won  102 
<)  coubl  I  speak  tin-  mat  139 
Lord,  with  glowing  hea  148 
Mv  (;<.'!,  I  love  th(!e,  no  151 
Jesus,  the  very  thought  152 
How  sweet  the  name  of  1.53 
JesiH,  I  love  ihv  chaniii  15(J 
or  him  who  dicfsalvatio  1<>5 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  :!51 
O  love  divine,  how  »\veu  350 


LOVE:  (Continued.) 

Hark,  my  soul!  it  is  the 
More  love  to  thee.O  (  hr 
Do  not  1  love  thee, O  my 

For  tioi). 
My  (ioil,  how  wonderful 
Early,  my  Gtxl,  without 
Shall  hymns  of  grateful 
As  pants  the  hail  for co 
Mv  (Jod,  the  spring  of  al 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  form 
]My  Ciod,  my  poiti'on.  an 
Jlow  vain  are  all  things 
Thou  hidden  love  of  (To 
Come,  ye  that  lo\e  the 

For  OiR  Enemies. 
Rehold  where  in  a  mort 

For  the  Cuircii. 
1  love  thy  kin-rdom.  Lor 
Tiie  Lonl  of  glory  is  my 
How  did  mv  heart  rejoi 
(ileal  (toiI,  "attend  while 
How  pleasant,  how  divi 
O  might  my  lot  be  cast 
How  sweet,"  how  heaven 

Of  Christ.    {See  Cftrist.) 

Ok  God.    {Sec  God.) 

Of  the  World. 
O  how  the  love  of  God  .a 
How  vain  are  all  tilings 

Perfect.    {See  Sancliji- 
cation.) 
LOVE- FEAST. 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee. 
All  i)raise  to  our  redeem 
Our  God  is  love,  and  all 
How  sweet,  how  heaven 
Come,  and  let  us  swcetl 
Jesus,  united  l)y  thy  gra 
Mid  scenes  of  confusion 
Lo!  what  .'in  entertJiini 
IJlest  be  the  tie  that  bin 
Our  souls  by  love  toget 
Together  let  us  sweetly 
LUKEWARMNESS. 

ZMy  drowsy  jiowers,  why 
O  Thou,  who  all  thiugs'c 
LYDIA. 

Thus  Lydia  sanctified  h 
MACEDONIAN  CALL. 

The  nations  call !  from  s 
From  (iieenland's  icy  ni 
From  all  the  dark  places 

MAN,   FKAILTY  OF.     {See 
Life.) 

0  (iod,  our  help  in  ages 
'i'('a<'h  me  the  measur*>  o 
Theo  wo  adore,  Fternal  n 
HaiU  !  from  the  tombs  a 

MANNA. 

1  ay  by  day  the  manna  fo 
MARINEHS. 

Lord,  whom  winds  anil  s 
How  are  thy  servants  b 

MAUHIAGE. 

Sinc<'  .)«'siis  freely  did  aj) 

MARTHA  ANDMAKV. 

Lo!  I  come  with  joy  to  d 

MARTYRS. 

Rise.  O  my  soul,  ])ursue 
\\\\M  iwo  I'hrsf  arrayrd  j 
CuiiM',  and  let  us  swi-etly 


385 
410 
490 

10 
34 
1.50 
3.53 
401 
475 
518 
519 
520 
521 

142 

194 
190 
197 
201 
203 
207 


419 
619 


732 
733 
734 
735 
737 
742 
745 
748 
751 
754 
885 

470 
471 

238 

009 
(i70 
915 


7.30 
731 


MARY,  CHOICE  OF. 

0  Love  divine,  how  swee 
Reset  with  snares  on  eve 
Lol  I  come  with  jcy  to  d 
Mary  to  the  Savi6ui"s  lo 

MEDITATION. 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich 
Fading,  still  fading,  the  1 
While  thee  I  seek,  prote 
Far  from  the  world.  O  Lo 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw 
My  God,  I  now  from  slee 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sav 
OGod,  m"y  Go<l,  my  all  t 
O  thou  great  God. "«  hose 
Silently  the  shadi-s  of  ev 
Abide  with  me:  fast  falls 

MEEKNESS. 

My  dear  Redeemer  and 
Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m 
When  musing  sorrow  we 
O  thou  who  driest  the  m 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou 

MEETING      FOR     SOCIAL 
WORSHIP. 
Jesus,  we  look  fo  thee, 
All  praise  to  our  redeem 
Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we 
MERCY: 

OrCntiisT.     {Sec  Christ.) 

Of  God.     {See  God.) 

Received. 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  eve 
Through  all  the  changin 
Amazing  grace!  how  swe 
God  of  my  lile,  through 
AVhen  all  thy  mercies,  O 

•   By  fttiih  I  view  my  Savio 

MERCY-SEAT. 

With  joy  we  meditate  th 
Approach,  my  soul,  the 
Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at 
From  every  stormy  wind 
Where  high  the  beaveul 

MESSAGE,  CHRIST'S. 

Hark  the  glad  sound!  th 
Joy  to  the  world — the  Lo 
How  sweetly  flowed  the 
Behold!  the  blind  their s 

MIDNIGHT. 

My  God,  I  now  from  slee 

MILITANT.     {Sec  Church.) 

MILLENNIUM.      {See  Lat- 
ter Dull.) 

MINDOFcilRIST. 

My  flear  Redeemer  and 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  we 

MINISTRY,    THE    CHRIS- 
TIAN: 
Commissioned. 
(Jo,  jireacb  my  go«pe?  sa 
Comfort,  ye  n")inister."«  of 
Let  Zion'.s  wat<'hmen  nil 
Jesus,  the  Truth  and  Po 
CoruAOK  or. 
Sliall  I,  for  fear  of  inorta 
Saviour  of  men,  thy  sear 

Dk.\TH  ok  a  IMlNISTEIl. 

What  though  the  arm  of 
CJo  to  the  giav«'  in  nil  thy 
Servjint  ot'  (iod,  well  don 
Kervant  of  (iod,  wt-il  don 


3,56 
.^20 

8;m 

870 


400 
811 

818 
819 
8.'0 
821 
822 
823 
824 
820 
828 

79 
464 

5;}8 
5:19 

508 


732 
7.33 
736 


.')2.5 

570 
8.31 
8:{2 
877 


123 
346 
.349 
707 
773 


58 
59 
74 
77 

821 


79 
445 


215 
210 
219 
229 

224 
22-. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


417 


MINISTRY,    THE     CHRIS- 
TIAN:  (Continued.) 
Increase  Prayed  for. 
Lord  of  the  liarvest.  hea  217 
Almighty  God  of  love,     U02 
Ordination  of. 
"Go,  preach  my  gospel,"  215 
Comfort,  ve  nifnisters  of  216 
liOrd  of  the  harvest,  hea  217 
Ilow  heaiileou.s  are  their  218 
Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  21!) 
•Jesus,  the  name  high  ov  220 
Praw  near,  O  Son  of  God  221 
High  on  his  everlasting  222 
How  rich  thv  bountv,  l\  2J:i 
Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  224 
Saviour  of  men,  thy  sear  225 
Go,  ye  messengersof  Go  G72 
Welcome  of. 
We  bid  thee  welcome  in  220 
MIRACLES.    {See  Christ.) 
MISERY  OF  THE  WICKED. 
Drooping  souls,  no  longe  281 
What  could   your  Redee  2^^6 
Sinners,  turn,  whv  will  v  288 
What  is  the  thing  of  gre  3();3 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fo  588 

MISSIONARIES: 

Commissioned. 
Go,  ye  messengers  of  Go  672 

Farewell  of. 
Yes,  my  native  land,  I  'o  917 

Prayed  for. 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  hea  217 
Almighty  God  of  love,  062 
Lord,  if  at  thv  command  603 
Lord  over  alK  if  thou  ha  064 
Oer  the  gloomy  hills  of  607 
Assembled  at  thy  great  668 

MISSIONS:  (See  Kingdom 
'  of  Christ  and  Heathen. 
Collection  for. 
The  nations  call!  from  s  660 
From  Greenland's  icy  m  670 
Praise  the  Saviour,  all  y  677 
Foreign. 
Hark!  what  mean  those  68 
O  spirit  of  the  livinof  God  191 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake  213 
How  beaiUeous  are  their  218 
Great  God,  the  nations  of  630 
Who  but  thou,  Almighty  657 
Jesus  shall  reign  where  6.58 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  anoint  660 
Daughter  of  Zion,  from  t  661 
Almighty  God  of  love,  602 
Lord,  if  at  thy  command  003 
Lord  over  all.'if  thou  has  004 
The  morning  light  is  bre  065 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  gloriou  666 
O'er  the  gloomy  Kills  of  667 
Assembled  at  thy  great  668 
The  nations  call!' from  s  669 
From  Greenland's  icv  m  670 
Hark,  the  song  of  jubUee  671 
Go,  ye  messengers  of  Go  672 
Hail  to  the  brightness  of  673 
Behold,  the  mountain  of  675 
Thou  whose  almighty  w  676 
Praise  the  Saviour. all  ye  677 
See  how  great  a  flame  as  679 
From  all  the  dark  places  915 
Christ  tor  the  world  we  s  916 
27 


MORNING. 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  wit  791 
New  everv  niorninjr  is  ih  792 
Lord,  in  the  morning  tho  793 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  794 
See  how  the  morning  sii  795 
Once  more,  my  soul,  the  796 
Giver  and  guardian  of  m  797 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  meet  798 
My  God,  how  endless  is  t  800 

MOSES: 
Choice  or. 

]My  soul,  with  all  thy  wak  524 
Song  of. 

Awake,  and  sing  the  son  573 
MOTIVE,  SINGLENESS  OF. 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  K  528 
MOUNT: 
Calvary. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  104 
Olivet. 

Holy  Lamb,  wlio  thee  co    80 

O  garden  of  Olivet,  dear    87 
Pisgah. 

O. joyful  sound  of  gospel  427 

0  glorious  hope  of  perfe  431 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  d  650 

SlNAI. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  104 
The  Lord  declares  his  wi  262 

SlON. 

1  long  to  behold  him  arr  043 
Takor. 

When  at  this  distance,  L  80 
When  on  Sinai's  toji  I  se  104 

MOURNERS  COMFORTED. 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  w  294 
Deem  not  that  they  are  b  531 
When  waves  of  trouble  536 
O  thou  who  driest  the  m  539 
There  is  an  hour  ot  peac  035 

NARROW  WAY. 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  350 
In  every'time  and  place  456 
NATIONAL: 
Humiliation. 

O  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 
Peace. 

God  bless  our  native  land  729 
Prayer. 
Lord,  while  for  all  mank  721 
Great  God  of  nations,  no  727 
God  bless  our  native  land  729 
Thanksgiving. 
Through  all  the  lofty  sky  723 
Praise  to  God,  imm'ortal  724 
We  thank  thee.  Lord  of  720 

NATIVITY.    {See  Christ.) 

NATURE. 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heav  24 
The  spacious  firmament  .38 
The  heavens  declare  thv  680 
The  perfect  world  by  Ad  695 

NEARNESS  TO  GOD. 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  304 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee,  473 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sav  822 

NEW  BIRTH.    (See  Regen- 
eration.) 


NEW  YEAR.  {See  Watch- 
night.) 
Come,  let  u.s  anew  Our  jo  70C 
Let  me  alone  another  ye  7i>7 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehova  711 
Eternal  Source  of  everv  7iO 
.And  now,  my  soul,  anoth  718 

OBEDIENCE. 

The  Lord  of  Abrah'm  pr  17 
Come,  Lord,  and  claim  m  421 
O  thou  who  camest  from  515 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  -528 
Father,  to  the'e  my  soul  529 

OFFERS  OF  GRACE.    (See 
Grace.) 

OFFICES  OF  CHRIST.    (See 
Christ.) 

OLD  AGE.  (See  Aged 
Christian.) 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord  48.5 
Go,  labor  on;  spend  and  5ul 
How  firm  a  foundation,  546 
And  let  this  feeble  bodv  646 
Abide  with  me  :  fast  falls  828 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  8^32 
In  age  and  feebleness  ex  835 
Only  waiting  till  the  sh  88G 

OLIVET.     (See   Christ  and 
Mount.) 

OMNIPOTENCE.    {See  God.) 

OMNIPRESENCE.      {See 
God.) 

OMNISCIENCE.    {See  God.) 

OPENING  WORSHIP.  (See 
Sermon.) 
Come,  thou  almighty  Ki  1 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  78 
How  pleasant,  how  divin  2"i3 
Come,  let  us.ioin  with  on  250 
Another  six  days'  work  i  257 
Sweet  is  the  wo'rk,  my  Go  2.58 
Safelv  through  another  w  259 
AVelcbme,  delightful  mo  200 
This  is  the  dav  the  Lord  201 
May  I  throughout  this  da  202 
O  for  a  thousand  tongues  374 
Thy  presence,  gracious  G  453 
Behold  the  morning  sun  401 
Jesus,  we  look  to  thee,  732 
All  praise  to  our  redeem  733 
Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we  736 
Lord,  we  come  before  th  756 
See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  s  760 
The  praying  s'pirit  breath  761 
Our  heavenly  Father,  he  762 
Shepherd  divine,  ourwa  764 
What  various  hind'rance  706 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  since  769 
Lord,  in  the  morning  tho  793 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  794 
Once  more,  my  soul,  the  790 
Now  from  the  altar  of  ou  807 

ORDINATION.     (See   Minis- 
ter.'^.) 

ORIGINAL  SIN.    {See  Sin.) 

ORPHANS. 

0  how  can  they  look  up  t  705 

PARADISE.     (See  Heaven.) 

The  saints  who  die  of  Ch  598 
We  know,  by  faith  we  kn  636 
Give  me  the'  wings  of  fai  637 

PARDON: 
Found.     {See  Sinners,  Re- 
joicinfj    in     Hope,    and 
Saved.) 


418 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


PARDON:  {Continued.) 
Offerf.d.      iSfc  Gospel,  Invi- 
tatiunof  Stnneib Incited.) 

SOI'OIIT, 

Author  of  faitli,  to  thee  I  308 
Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord.  310 
Father,  iJehold  with  graci  315 
O  that  I  could  repent!  317 
^VhereM•ith,  O  Lord,  shal  321 

0  for  a  ijlance  of  heavenl  327 
Father,  if  1  n  ay  call  thee  ;i;w 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend  3;}4 
U  that  I  could  my  Lord  re  3;m 
While  dead  in  trespasses  'Ml 

1  ask  the  ^id  of  rijihteou  342 
Father.  1  stretch  my  hand  'Mo 
Prostrate,  dear  Jeslis,  at  t  349 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend  3.")l 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  3M 

PASSOVER.     (See  Christ.) 

Tis  finished?  The  Mess  103 
Let  all  who  truly  bear        246 

P.\STORS:  {See  Minuiiry.) 
Welcomed. 
We  bid  thee  welcome  in  220 

PAT  I E  NC  E .     {See  Afflictions.) 
Whv  thus  imjiatient  to  be  565 
Tlio'u  Lamb  of  God,  thou  508 
Jesus,  the  weary  wander  838 

PEACE. 

Lord,  how  secure  and  ble  397 
Sweet  the  moments,  rich  400 
O  for  a  heart  of  calm  rep  420 
Awake, our  souls!  away,o  472 
Master,  the  tempest  is  ra  862 

PENITENT  ENCOURAGED. 
Drooping  souls, no  longer  281 
There  is  a  gate  that  stand  853 
How  lost  was  my  couditi  856 

PENITENTIAL. 

Near  the  cross  was  Mary  98 
Come,  ve  weary  sinners, "c  287 
God  calling  vet!  shall  1  n  292 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  308 
Jesus,  my  Advocate  abov  309 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  310 
In  evil  long  1  took  deligh  312 
Ofortliat  tenderness  ol  h  313 
F.ifhc-r,  I  wait  before  thy  314 
Othat  I  could  repent,  wft  31G 
Othat  I  could  repent, Ot  317 
I»id  Clirist  o'er  sinners  w  319 
Wherewith.  O  Lord,  shall  321 
(iod  is  in  this  and  every  p  322 
l>nng  have  I  seemed  to  se  32.3 
A  broken  heart,  my  (iod,  324 
Lonl.we  are  vile,  conceiv  325 
When  rising  from  the  be  320 
O  f<.r  a  glance  of  heavenl  327 
Lonl,  I  .lospair  myself  to  328 
When  shall  (liv  love  cons  32'.> 
And  can  1  vet  d'  lav?  -m 

Ah!  whitlHT  sh'.iild  I  go,  :m 

0  mv  othixl.'rl  (Jod.  .3-'.2 
Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  .'Ut 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  Fi  ien«l  -M 
Jisus,  thv  far-e.xt4'nded  f  335 
Othou,  w'hom  once  thev  :»-30 
When,  gracifius  Lord.wh  -W 
(t  that  I  <oiild  mv  L<.i<l  r  :*.3H 
J.HUH,  if  still  thou  art  t<.-  'XV.) 
With  glorious  clouds  ene  340 
While  dead  in  trespasses  341 

1  itsk  the  gift  of  righfeoii  'Mi 
How  sad  our  state  by  nat  :M3 
Alas!  and  di<l  mv  Saviour  344 
Father,  I  stretch  my  liau  3-J5 


PENITENTL\L.  {Continued.) 
Approach. my  soul. the  m  346 
AViih  tearful  eves  1  look  a  347 
Hy  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  t  348 
Jesus",  my  all,  to  heaven  i  350 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend  351 
Aspants'the  hart  forcoo  3.'>;i 
Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul,  .354 
Let  the  world  their  virtu  3r>5 
O  Lovedivine,  how  sweet  356 
Thou  great,  mysterious  357 
O  thou  who  hast  oursorr  358 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  360 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  361 
Saviour,  I  now  w  ith  sham  36:1 
Ofor  a  closer  walk  with  G  364 
Jesus,  the  all  restoring  w  36.5 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  ey  366 
Depth  of  mercy, can  ther  368 
O  tlioii  in  whose  present;  370 
How  shall  a  lost  sinner  i  371 
And  wilt  thou  yet  \>e  foun  372 
O  Jesus!  full  of  grace,  373 
Awaked  bv  Sin.ii  s  awful  s  384 
Jesus,  to  tliee  1  now  can  fl  507 
Themistakesof  my  life  h  848 
Pass  me  not.  O  gentle  Sav  8.V2 
By  faith  1  view  my  Savio  877 

PENTECOST. 

Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  107 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words  d  168 
Lord,  we  In-lieve  to  us  an  169 
Let  songs  of  praises  till  t  170 
Father,  if  justlv  still  we  c  180 
On  all  the  earth  ihy  Spiri  181 
Great  Spirit,  bv  whose  m  185 
Lord  God,  the'Holy  Ghos  188 

PERFECTION,  CHRISTL\N. 
( Sec  Saiictificatiun.) 

PERSECUTION, 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goo  35 
Jesus,  1  iny  cross  liave  ta  540 
Away,  my  heedless  fears,  655 

PERSEVERANCE.      {See 
Sdints  and  Apostn-v/.) 
Soldiers  of  C  hrist,  arise,  572 
My  soul,  lx>  on  thy  guard  578 

PESTl  LENCE. 

Saviour,  breathe  an  cveni  802 

PETER  WEEPING. 

Jesus,  Redeemer  of  man  305 
Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye  366 

PHARISEE. 

Long  have  1  seemed  to  s  32,3 

PHYSICIAN  OF  SOULS. 

Jesus,  thy  far-extended  f  'i.35 
()  Thou,  whom  once  tlu'y  :{.36 
Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-  3.39 
While  dead  in  trespasses  341 

PIETY. 

Loving  Jesus, gentle  Lam  415 
S-o  let  our  lips  and  lives  e  4!M) 
Fath»'r,wliaie'«'r  of  earth  M5 
lUest  are  tin-  sons  of  pea  817 

PILGRI.M,  CHRISTIAN: 
Pn.wEii  or. 
Giiirle  me. O  thou  great  J  4r,0 
Lead.  kin. Ilv  Light,  amid  4<2 
(ientlv.  Lord.  O  gently  U-  4ra 
Othon  to  whose  all-sear  r»;t4 
Saviour,  like  a  8he|>heid  7ul 
8<iN<»  or. 

ltii«e.  mv  soul,  and  slrefe  4.'V'» 
Children  of  the  heavenly  458 


PILGRIM,  CHRISTL\N:  {Con- 
tinued.) 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  621 
Hark,h"ark,  my  soul!  ang  633 
Jovf ully,  joyfully, onwa  888 
I  saw  u  wayworn  truve  900 
Si'iKiT  or. 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  398 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretc  4.>.5 
Your  h:\rps,  ye  tremliling  647 
When  1  can  read  my  title  671 
A  few  more  years  shall  ro  CiXi 
Forever  with  the  Lord!      631 

PILGRIMAGE,  CHRISTIAN. 
TlieGod  of  Abrah'm  prai  17 
The  (iod  who  rei-'ns  on  h  18 
My  Saviour,  mv  almighty  144 
Holy  Spirit,  faithful  guid  190 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretc  455 
Come,  let  us  anew  Our  jo  457 
Children  of  the  heavenly  4^.8 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great  J  460 
Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  462 
Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  le  463 
Talk  with  us.  Lord,  thyse  466 
Cheered  with  thy  eonver  467 
Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  t  511 
Through  sorrow's  night  GtKi 
Hark,  hark,  my  soul!  ang  G:i.3 
]Mv  days  are  gliding  swif  880 
Joyfully,  joylully,  onwar  888 
I'lna  pi"igrim,and  I'm  a  s  898 

PILLAR   OF   CLOUD  AND 
FIRE. 
Othpti,whom  all  thy  sain    10 
Glorious  things  of  thee  ar  2<'6 
U  hen  Israel,  of  the  Lord  6.'yo 
Forward!  l>e  our  watchwo  674 

PITY  OF  GOD.  {See  God,  Com- 
jmssiou  of.) 

PLEA,  SINNER'S. 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend  S.")! 
Let  the  world  their  virtue  353 

PLEASURES,  WORLDLY. 
{See  Forsakiwj  All  fur 
C/i/ks/,  and  Woridly 
Amusements.) 

POOR,  THE. 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mor  488, 
IVIust  I  my  brother  Uet-p  4!»9 
Jesu^,  my  Lord, how  rich  602 
These  mortal  joys,  how  s  603 
Father  t)fn)ercies, send  t  6o4 
Day  by  day  the  maima  fe  6.58 
O  how" can"  they  look  up  t  7o5 

PRAISE: 
Calls  to. 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  8 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  g  13 
Praise  the  Ivord,  ye  lieav  24 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  t  bh 
Shall  hvnms  of  grateful  I  160 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L  621 

To  ClIUIKT. 

Ye  servants  of  God,  20 

This,  this  is  the  (iod  we  2i 

Joy  to  the  woiUl— the  Lo  69 

Salvation.  «>  the  joyful  s  65 

What  efpial  honors  shall  76 

Now  to  the  Li>r<l  a  noble  78 

Jesus  drinks  th<>  bitter  c  91 

Mv  Saviour,  how  shall  I  100 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 

Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  128 

Hail.  tlK.li  on<-e  despised  129 
All  liail  the  jiower  of  Jcs  132 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


419 


PRAISE:  {Continued.) 

How  great  the  wisdom,  p  1"3 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  e  1  ii 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyfu  V'>S 
O  could  I  speak  the  liiat  13;) 
Mighty  God,  while  angels  HO 
Let  earth  and  heaven  ag  141 
Come,  let  us  jom  our  che  143 
^ly  Saviour,  mv  almight  144 
O  Jesus,  Light"of  all  bel  146 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  147 
Lord,  with  glowing  heart  148 
Now  begin  the  lieavenly  149 
Shall  hymns  of  grateful  I  15J 
Jesus,  t'he  very  thought  o  1.^2 
How  sweet  the  name  of  153 
^lajestic  sweetness  sits  e  154 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  15) 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charmi  156 
Jly  Saviour  and  my  King  160 
Grace!  'tis  a  charming  s  IGl 
To  God,  the  only  wise,'  162 
Kature  with  ope'n  volume  164 
Of  him  who  did  salvatio  165 
Now  to  tlie  Lord,  who  m  166 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high,  252 
O  for  a  thousand  tongues  ^74 
Jesus,  thou  everlasting  375 
O  thou  God  of  my  salvat  389 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  eve  525 
Awake,  and  sing  the  son  573 
Let  everlasting  glories  or  6S2 

To  God. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  sou  6 
Come,  sound  his  praise  a  7 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  L  8 
My  soul,  repeat  his  prai  9 
Co"me,  O  my  soul,  in  saer  12 
Praise  ye  the  Lord !  'tis  13 
I'll  praise  my  ]Makerwhi  14 
The  God  of  Abrah'm  pra  17 
The  God  who  reigns  on  h  18 
Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  21 
Young  men  and  maidei.s  22 
Praise  the  Lord!  ye  hea  24 
Let  every  tongue  thy  go  35 
The  spacious  firmament  38 
Infinite  God,  to  thee  we  39 
High  in  the  heavens,  ete  49 
Before  Jehovah's  awful  t  55 
To  God,  the  only  wise,  162 
Through  all  the  changing  550 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  ]S  585 
Eternal  Source  of  evervj  716 
Through  all  the  lofty  sky  723 
Praise  to  God,  imniortal  724 
God  of  my  life,  through  831 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 

To  THE  Holy  Spirit. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  167 
Let  songs  of  praises  fill  170 

To  THE  Trinity. 
Come,  thou  almighty  Ki      1 
A  thousand  oracles  divin      2 
Hail  holy,  holy,  holv  Lo      3 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord,  5 

Young  men  and  maidens  22 
Father,  in  whom  we  live,  29 
Infinite  God,  to  thee  we  39 
Father  of  heaven,  whose  50 
Praise  God,  from  whom  a  9^9 

PRAYER : 
Act  of. 
Lord,  we  come  before  th  756 
There  is  an  eye  that  nev  758 
Why,  dearest'Lord,  can  I  759 
To  God  your  every  want  7ti;; 
What  various  hind" rauce  706 


PRAYER:  {Continued.) 

From  every  stormv  wind  767 
Prayer  is  the  soul  s  sine  769 
Fountain  of  life,  to  all  be  770 
Prayer  is  appointed  to  c  774 
Come  quickly,  gracious  775 
O  blessed,  ble'ssed  sound  776 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h  777 
Come,  tliou  long-exnecte  778 

0  may  thy  powerful  wor  779 
There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord  780 
Our  Father,  God,  who  art  781 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  782 
Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  g  783 
They  who  seek  the  thron  784 
Liglit  of  life,  seraphic  fir  785 
Saviour,  visit  thy  planta  787 
Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sw  789 
My  God,  is  any  hour  so  s  700 

1  love  to  steal' awhile  aw  820 
I  need  thee  every  hour,     851 

EXCOURAGEMENTS  TO, 

Prayer  is  appointed  toco  774 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  782 
What  a  friend  we  have  in  874 

EXHOUTATIOX  TO. 

What  various  hind'rance  766 
Family. 
They  who  seek  the  thron  784 
Come  to  the  morning  pr  788 
Lord,  in  the  morning  tho  7;t3 
We  lift  our  hearts  to  the  794 

0  God,  who  madest  earth  799 
Now  from  the  altar  of  ou  807 

Importunity  in. 
Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  360 
Lord,  we  come  before  th  756 
Lord,  1  cannot  let  thee  g  783 

Invitation  to. 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  782 
Come  to  the  mornmg  pr  788 

Secret. 
Far  from  the  world,  O  L  819 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw  820 
Go  when  the  morning  s  913 

Social. 
Jesus,  where'er  thy  peo  768 
Come  to  the  morning  pr  788 

Spirit  of. 
The  praying  spirit  breat  761 

To  the  Holy  Spirit. 
Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  167 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h  171 
Spirit  divine,  attend  our  172 
Spirit  of  faith,  come  dow  174 
Come,  Holy  Spirit, come,  176 
O  come,  and  dwell  in  me  177 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heave  178 
Celestial  I'ove,  come  fro  179 
Whv  should  the  children  183 
HolV  Ghost,  dispel  our  s  186 
Holv  Ghost,  with  light  di  187 
LorH  God,  the  Holv  Ghos  188 

0  Spirit  of  the  living  God  191 
To  the  Trinity. 

Come,  thou  almighty  Ki  1 
Father  of  heaven,  whose  5  • 
Thou,  whose  almighty  w  676 

1  ass  me  not,  O  gentle"  Sa  852 
PRAYER-MEETING. 

How  sweet,  how  heaven]  735 
Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  737 
Mid  scenes  of  confusion  745 
Trv  us,  O  God,  and  scare  750 


PRAYER-MEETING.  {Con- 
tinued.) 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bind 
Jesus,  where'er  thy  peo 
They  who  seek  the'thron 
I  love  to    teal  awhile  aw 

0  happy  day  that  fixed 
Abide  with  nie:  fast  falls 
God  of  my  life,  through 
When  all  "thy  mercics.O 

1  need  thee  every  hour, 
PREDESTINATION. 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  Go 

PREPARATION: 
For  Death. 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  ihin 
While  life  prolongs  its  p 
Why  thus  impatient  to  b 
Conie,  let  us  join  our  fri 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  N 
For  the  Lord's  Table. 
Try  us,  O  God.  and  sear 
O  happy  dav, that  fixed 
Lord.  1  am  thine,  entirel 
"When  all  thy  mercies,  O 

PRIDE. 

Come,  O  my  God,  the  pro 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  e 

PRIESTHOOD  OF  CHRIST. 
Now  let  our  cheerful  eye 
With  jov  we  meditate  'th 
Where  high  the  heavenl 

PRIMITIVE  CHURCH. 

0  might  my  lot  be  cast  w 
PRINCE  OF  PEACE. 

Prince  of  peace,  control 
Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou 

PROBATION. 

Thee  we  adove,  eternal 
And  am  I  born  to  die? 
Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  o 
And  must  I  be  to  judgme 

PROCRASTINATION.  {See 
Delay.) 

PRODIGAL,  THE. 

Return,  O  wanderer,  ret 
Who  can  describe  the  joy 
Sons  of  God,  exulting  ris 
Amazing  grace!  (hows 

1  was  a  wandering  sheep 
How  lost  was  my  condit 
I  was  once  far  away  fro 

PROGRESS.  {See  Growth  in 
Grace  and  Kingdom  of 
Chri.it.) 

PROMISED  LAND.  {See 
Henien.) 

PROMISES  OF  SCRIPTURE, 
ril  praise  my  Maker  whi 
God  is  the  Refuge  of  his 
Show  pity.  Lord.  O  Lord, 
Just  as  1  am,  without  on 
How  firm  a  foundation,  y 
Though  troubles  assail,  a 
Amazmg  grace  !  (how  sw 
Let  everlasting  glories  c 

PROPERTY  CONSECRATED, 
Father,  into  thy  hands  al 

PROPHET,  CHRIST  OUR. 
How  sweetly  flowed   the 
Tliou  art  tli"e  way:— to  t 


751 
768 
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827 
828 
831 
832 
851 

191 


289 
299 
3(K) 
505 
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596 


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570 
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310 
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420 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


PROSPERITY: 

ijPiniTVAL. 

Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Worldly. 
God  of  love,  that  hear'."?t 

PROVIDENCE. 

I  slinll  not  want,  in  deser 
How  gentlf  Ciod's  conim 
Coniniit  thou  all  thy  gri 
Give  to  the  winds  ihy  lea 
I>ay  by  day  the  manna  te 
Though  troubles  assail, 
O  Lord,  how  happy  ^hou 
There  is  no  sorrow.  Lord 
While  thee  I  seek,  nrote 
He  leadeth  nie,  O  blesse 
In  some  wav  or  other,  th 

PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  (See 
Opcnvin  Worf^hip  and 
CVtwf  of  Sercicc. 

PUBLICAN. 

■  Let  the  world  their  virtu 
PUNISHMENT,  ETERNAL. 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fou 
And  am  I  born  to  die? 
Lol  on  a  narrow  neck  of 
And  am  I  only  born  to  di 
l>ay  of  wrath,  O  dreadful 
Th"at  awful  day  will  surel 
PURITY. 

Forever  here  my  rest  sh 
The  thing  my  Ood  doth 
What  is  our  ealling's  glor 
Fatlier,  I  dare  I)olieve 
Come,  O  my  God,  the  pr 

PURPO-ES  OF  GOD.  (See 
GimI,  Decrees  of.) 

QUICKENING  GRACE. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heave 
Celestial  Dove,  Come  fro 
O  may  thy  powerful  word 

QUIETNESS  OF  SPIRIT. 
Lord,  liow  secure  and  ble 
(iiver  of  concord.  Prince 
Lo!  what  an  entertaining 
O  blessed,  blessed  sound 

RACF:,  THE  CHRISTIAN. 
Jesus,  accept  the  praise 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch 
Awake,  oiiir  souls!  away 
Forward,  be  ourwatchwo 

RAIN: 

PnAVEU  FOR, 

O  Lord,  in  merey  spare 

TllANKSfJIVINO  FOR. 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  liea 

RANSOM. 

There  is  a  foimtain  filled 
Blow  yo  the  trum|>et,  bio 
Sinners,  turn,  wliy  will  ye 
What  is  the  thing  of  grea 

READING  THE  SCRIPT- 
I'RKS. 
Comf,  Holy  Ghost,  ourh 
Th<-  Spirit1»reathes  upon 
Thf  h'-avcns  declare  thy 
How  hliall  tlie  young  sec 
L«-t  everlasting  glories  c 
Kath'T  of  nil,  in  whotn  a 
'I'lie  couns«-ls  of  r«'d«'(nii 
Father  of  mercies,  in  th 


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5.V4 
556 
5.-.8 
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780 
818 
801 
8G5 


588 
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592 

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595 
597 


408 
417 
422 
4;J8 
449 


178 
170 
779 


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409 
472 
574 


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107 
207 

2N.S 

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(JKl 
082 

Os:i 

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080 


REAPING. 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to 
t?ow  in  the  morn  thy  see 

RE.V.SON,  HUMAN.  IT.S  IN- 
SUFFICIENCY. 
Author  of  faith,  eternal 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  a 
Let  everlasting  glories  c 

RECONCILIATION. 

0  Love  divine,  what  hast 
From  the  cross  the  blood 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise, 

REDEEMER.     {Sec  Christ.) 

REDEEMING   LOVE.      {See 

C/iiist,  Love  of.) 

There  is  a  fountain  filled 

Now  begin  the  heavenly 

REDEMPTION.     {See  Aione- 

hicnt.) 
REFUGE.     {See    Christ   and 

God.) 
REGENERATION.    {See  also 
Ju.>tiJication  and  Conver- 
sion . ) 
Author  of  faith,  eternal 
Now  I  have  found  the  gr 
Behold,  what  wondrous  g 
Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful 

1  thirst,  tliou  wounded  L 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 
Father,  I  dare  believe 

REJOICING  IN  GOD.      {See 
Joy.) 

REJOICING  IN  HOPE.     {See 

Sintiers.) 
RELIGION: 
Blessings  OF. 
Happy  the  man  that  find 
'Tis  religion  that  can  giv 

EXI'EKIME.NTAL. 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Je 
Excellency  of. 
Let  everlasting  glories  c 

FoilMAL. 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  s 

Necessary. 
In  the  soft  season  of  thy 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis 
Repent,  the  voice  celesti 
And  will  the  Judge  des^ce 
'Jo-morrow,  Lord,  is  thi 
'J"hou  Son  of  (iod,  whose 
Religion  is  the  cliicf  con 

Practical. 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives 

SlMRITVAL. 

Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose 
Jesus,  we  on  the  words  d 
Lord,  wo  believe  to  us  an 
Let  songs  ot  nraises  fill  t 
(Jreat  Spirit,  nv  whose  m 
Slay,  thou  insiilted  Spirit 
<>  lor  a  thousand  tongue 
My  <;od,  my  life,  my  love 
My  (iod,  my  jtortion  and 

REMEMBERING  CHRIST. 
If  human  kindness  UK-et 
Accor<iiiig  to  thy  graciou 

REN(n'ATION. 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whose 
Come,  O  thou  nll-victorio 


4S2 
5O0 


587 
082 

90 

99 

350 


.390 
893 

119 

0^2 

323 

2S0 

289 
290 
298 
299 

:v>i 

510 


107 
108 
109 
170 
185 
192 
374 
517 
518 


240 
243 


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304 


RENOVVTION.    {Continued.) 
Long  have  I  seemed  to  s 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  concei 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove. 
The  thing  njy  God  doth 

REPENTANCE:      {See  Peni- 
tential.) 
Sought. 
O  that  I  could  repent,  wi 
O  that  I  could  repent,  O 
O  blesst'd,  blessed  sound 

REPROACH  FOR  CHRIST. 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  ta 
Am  I  a  soiclitr  of  the  cros 
Come  on,  my  partners  in 
People  of  the  living  God, 

RESIDENCE,  CHANGE  OF. 
In  every  time  and  place 

RESIGNATION. 

Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m 
My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt: 
Father,  wliate'er  of  earth 
Author  of  good,  we  rest 
My  sole  possession  is  thy 
Jesus,  the  weary  wandere 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesus 

REST. 

0  tliat  my  load  of  sin  we 
Rest  for  the  toiling  hand 
There  is  a  calm  for  those 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu 
In  tiie  Christian's  home  i 

RESURRECTION: 
Of  Christ.     {SeeOirist) 
Ok  the  Bod  v. 
Through  sorrow's  night. 
And  miist  tliis  body  die. 
Rest  for  the  toiliuLr  hand 
Shall  man,0(iod  of  light 
What  sinners  value  1  res 
We  shall  sleep,  but  not  fo 

RETIREMENT. 

Far  from  my  thoughts  va 
From  every"  stormV  wind 
Far  from  tiie  world,  O  Lo 
I  love  to  steal  awhile  awa 

REVELATION.    {See    Word 
of  Ood.) 

REVIVAL: 
Desired. 
As  pants  the  hart  for  cool 
We  praise  thee, O  God,  fo 
Prayed  for. 
Spirit  Divine,  attend  our 
Come,  Holy  Spirit, come. 
Father,  if  justly  still  we 
t>n  all  the  eartli  thy  Spiri 
HolvC;host,disnel  oursa 
Lord  (Jod,  the  Holv  (ihos 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  (iod. 
Lord,  if  at  thy  command 
o'er  the  glooniy  hills  of  d 
Light  of  life,  seraphii-  fir 
Saviour,  visit  thy  planta 
Lord.  I  hear  of  showers  o 
Pass  me  not, O  gentle  Sav 

RICHES: 
Of  Christ. 
What  equal  honors  shall 
When  1  snrvev  the  wond 
Mighty  (iod.  wliile  ang<'ls 
Let  earth  and  heaven  agr 
Come,  let  us  join  our  die 
Behold  the  glories  of  the 


.32:$ 


310 
317 
770 


540 
506 
576 
749 


404 
6ii9 
545 
548 
502 
838 
800 

445 
028 
6.30 
843 
902 


606 
619 
628 
634 
638 
9U3 

203 
707 
819 
820 


3,13 
809 

172 
170 
ISO 
181 
186 
188 
191 
603 
607 
785 
787 
8'»0 
U62 


76 
102 
140 
141 
143 
147 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


421 


KICHES:  (Continued.) 

How  sweet  the  name  of  J  l.Vl 
Jesus,  1  love  thy  eharinin  loG 
Thou  hidden  source  of  ca  15S 
Mv  Saviour  and  mv  king  IGo 
To  God,  the  only  wise,  162 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  ma  16G 
Happy  ih  •  man  that  find  306 
Father  of  mercies,  send  t  504 
Let  not  the  wise  their  wis  514 
Or  THE  World. 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mor  488 
These  mortal  joys  how  s  5«i;5 
Let  not  the  wise  their  wis  514 
My  God,  my  portion,  and  518 

RIGHTEOl'SNESS.        (See 

Chrut.) 
KOCK  OF  AGES.  {See  Christ.) 
SABBATH.    ( See  Lord's  Day.) 
SACRAMENTS.     {See   Bop. 

iiim  and  Lord's  Supper.) 
SACRIFICE.     {See  Atonement 

and  Christ.) 
SAFETY   OF    BELIEVERS. 

{See  Saints.) 

SAILORS. 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  se  730 
How  are  thy  servants  ble  731 

S.\INTS: 

Blessedness  of. 
How  happy  are  the  new-b  399 
How  hajipV  every  child  o  644 
Happy  the  soulsto  Jesus  740 

Communion  of. 
I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord  104 
Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  737 
Jesus,  great  Sheplierd  of  739 
Happy  the  soulsto  Jesus  74o 
Otell'meno  more  of  this  741 
Jesus,  united  by  thy  gra  742 
Christ,  from  whom  all  bl  743 
Father,  at  thy  footstool  s  744 
God  of  love,'that  hear'st  746 
Giver  of  concord.  Prince  747 
Lo!  wliat  an  entertainm^  748 
People  of  the  living  God  749 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  searcli  750 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  bind  751 
Witnes-,  ye  m^ n  and  ang  7'>3 
Our  souls',  by  love  togeth  754 
Lift  up  your  hearts  to  th  755 

Death  OF.     {See  Death.) 

Glorified. 
Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  t  46-5 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fai  637 

Hope. 
What  sinners  value  1  res  638 

Perseverance  of. 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  469 
Forward!  be  ourwatchw  574 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard,  578 
Stand  up!  stand  up  for  Je  580 

Seclrity  of. 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  199 
The  Lord  my  Shepherd  i  527 
How  firm  a  foundation,  y  546 
Through  all  the  changih  5-50 
O  God,"our  help  in  ages  p  5S3 

Union  of. 
Give  me  the  wings  of  fai  637 
How  sweet,  how  heavenl  735 
Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  740 
Blest  "be  the  tie  that  bind  751 


SALV.ATION.  {See  Afo„e- 
ment,  Gaspel,  Saciii'j 
Grace,  and  Sinners.) 

SAMARITAN,  THE  GOOD. 

Father  of  mercies,  send  t  504 
SANCTIFICATION: 

Beuln. 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove,      383 
If,  Lord,  I  have  acceptan  424 

Entire. 
Let  worldly  minds  the  w  393 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  3'.'8 
Let  Him  to  whom  we  now  4U7 
Forever  here  my  rest  sha  4"8 
Jesus,  tliy  boundless  lov  409 
Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  rem  411 
J  would  be  thine,  thou  kn  412 
*  1  know  that  my  Redeeme  413 
When  Christ  doth  in  my  411 
Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Laili  415 
The  thing  my  ood  doth  h  417 
Blest  are  the' pure  in  hea  418 
O  for  a  heart  of  calm  rep  42>) 
Come, Lord,  and  claim  m  421 
What  is  our  calling's  glor  422 
Jesus,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  423 
Come,  O  Thou  greater  th  425 
Ye  mnsom'd  sinners,  hea  420 
O  joyful  sound  of  gospel  427 
Jesus  comes,  with  all  his  42S 
God  of  all  power  and  trut  429 
O  God,  most  merciful  and  430 
O  glorious  hope  of  perfec  431 
Give  me  a  new,  a  perfect  432 
Holy,  and  true,  and  right  433 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  m  434 
Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  fro  4  5 
Father,  Son,  and  HolyGh  430 
Lord,  in  the  strength'of  g  437 
Father,  I  dare  believe  438 
O  God,  what  off' ring  shal  439 
O  for  a  heart  to  pra^ise  m  44o 
Jesns,my Life, thyself ap  441 
Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  ree  442 
AVhen,  my  Saviour,  shall  4i3 
Love  divine,  all  loves  exc  444 
O  that  mv  load  of  sin  wer  44) 
My  God,  1  know,  I  feel  th  446 

0  that  m  me  the  sacred  f  447 
God  of  eternal  truth  and  448 
Come,  O  my  God,  the  pr  419 
Jesus  hath  died  that  I  mi  450 
Lord  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  p  8.j7 

1  am  thine,  O  Lord,  I  hav  873 
Progressive. 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-qu  175 
Jesus,thou  everlasting  K  375 
Vain, delusive  world,  adie  391 
More  love  to  thee,  O  Chr  4!6 
Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  45J 
Nearer,  my  Goci,  to  thee,  473 
Thee  will  1  love,  my  stre  474 
Jesus,  my  Truth,  my  Wa  476 
Still  stir  me  up  to  strive,  477 
I  want  a  principle  within  478 
Be  it  my  only  wisdom  he  479 
Jesus,  my  Sa'viour,  Broth  480 
Uphold  me.  Saviour,  or  I  481 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  490 
Bid  me  of  men  beware,  404 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fl  5  7 
God  of  all  grace  and  maje  508 
Thou  Refuge  of  my  soiil,  5.33 
Must  Jesus  bear  the  eros  542 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  578 
Lord  Jesus,  1  long  to  be  p  857 
Sought. 
God  of  all  power  nnd  trut  429 
I  am  coming  to  the  cross  604 


SANCTU.\RY: 
Corner-stone  Laid. 
Christ  is  made  the  .««ure     089 
The  perfect  world  by  Ad  01*6 
Dedication  of.     {See  Dedi- 
cation.) 
LovF.  FOR.     {See  Lord's  Day 
and  Worship.) 

SATAN : 
Devices  of. 
Bid  me  of  men  beware       404 
When  I  can  read  my  title  671 
Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  739 
Vanquished. 
Earth,  rejoice,  our  Lord  128 
Angels  your  march  opjios  2ln 
Uriie  ori  your  rapid  cours  211 
A  might'y  fortress  is  our  551 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  566 
When  I  can  read  my  title  571 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise!    572 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of    C07 

SATISFACTION  OF  CHRIST. 
From  the  cross  the  blood  Of» 
'Tis  finished!  The  Mess  103 
Sons  of  God,  triumphant  105 
Not  ail  the  blood  of  beast  109 
O  thou,  whose  off 'ring  on  112 

SAVIOUR.     {See  Christ.) 

SCORNERS. 

.\rise,  my  tend'rest  thou  301 

SC  R I PTU  R  E .    {See  Bible  and 
WonlofGo<L) 

SEAL  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

O  come,  and  dwell  in  me  177 
Why  should  the  children  18;^ 
Sovereign  of  all  the  worl  184 
How  can  a  sinner  know  380 
We  by  His  spirit  prove,  3*3 
Arise',  my  soul,  arise!         386 

SEARCHING  THE  HEART. 

Jesus,  my  Advocate  abov  3^9 
Ah!  whither  should  I  go?  Xil 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  750 
O  thou  great  God  whose    824 

SEASONS,  THE. 

Come  let  us  anew  our  jo  706 
Let  me  alone  another  ye  707 
Remark,  my  soul,  the  ha  7i>8 
Our  few  revolving  years,  700 
While  with  ceaseless  co  710 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehova  711 

0  Lord,  in  mercy  snare  7  2 
Good  is  the  Lord,  the  he  713 
See  the  corn  again  in  ear  714 
Seethe  leavesaround  us  715 
Eternal  Source  of  every  716 
Come,  let  us  use  the  gra  7 '7 
And  now,  my  soul,  anoth  718 
Thou  Judge  "of  quick  and  719 
Praise  to"God,  immortal  724 

SECOND      ADVENT.      {Se^ 

Christ,) 
SECOND  BIRTH.     {See    Re- 
generation.) 
SECOND  DEATH.   {See  Pun- 
ishment.) 
SECRET  PRAYER, 

Fading,  still  fading  the  1  811 
Far  from  the  world,  O  L  819 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  aw  820 
:My  God,  I  now  from  slee  821 
'Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Sa  822 


422 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


SECRET  PRAYER. 
iiuual.) 


(Con- 


O  God,  niv  God,  mv  all  t  82:J 
Alude  witlj  iii.« :  fast  Calls  8J8 
Go  when  tht)  nioniing  shi  'Jlli 

SECURITY  OF  SAINTS.  {See 
Saint.s.) 

SEED  OF  THE  WORD. 

Hi;,'h  on  his  everlastinjr  t  222 
Once  more  we  come  het'o  4"»2 
Lord,  if  at  tliy  coniniand  <)<>< 
Jesus,  the  word  be.stow,  0S7 

SEED-TIME. 

It  may  not  ho  our  lot  to  482 
Sow  in  the  mor.i  thy  seed  5U) 

SELF  -  DEDICATION.  {See 
Consecrntiun  and  Coce- 
nant.) 

SELF-DENIAL. 

The  God  of  Abrah'm  pra  17 
When  1  survey  the  won  lo^ 
Vain  delusive  world,  adi  ;J91 
In  every  time  and  place  4")G 
Come,  let  us  anew  Our  jo  4^7 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  5<i7 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  liave  t  540 
Must  Jesus  bear  thecros  6i2 
"Take  up  thy  cross,"  th  r4;t 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  6tiG 

SELF-EXAMINATION. 

Jesus,  mv  Advocate  abo  309 
Ah  !  whither  should  I  go  :i{l 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  4yii 
O  thou  great  God,  whose  824 

SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

Wherewith,  O  Lord,  sha  321 
Long  have  I  seemed  to  s  32.i 
Let  the  world  their  virtu  .Ti'> 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  507 

SERIOUSNESS. 

0  God,  our  help  in  ages  5f'3 
Teach  me  the  measure  o  •''84 
Thee  we  adore,  eternal  N  m:» 
Death  rides  on  every  pas  580 
Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  587 
I>o !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  h'M 
And  am  I  only  born  to  di  5'J.'J 

SERMON: 

A  KT  K  u.  (See  Clone  of  Service.) 

1  lifar  thy  wonl  with  lov  .^0 
To  (iod,  tlie  only  wise,  1()2 
The  Spirit  breathes  u]»on  17;5 
Long  have  1  sat  beneath  311 
Let  everlasting  glories  e  (".82 
O  blessed,  Idessed  sound  770 

BEFOitE.     {See  Opening  Wor- 
yfiip.) 
Coirie,  thou  almighty  Ki      1 
Come,  sound  his  praise  a      7 
Com^',  lloiv  (ihost,  our  h  171 
Lonl  r;od/the  Holy(ihos  188 
Long  have   I   sal  beneath  311 
Father,  behold  with  grac  315 
Oner-  \i\<ivi'  we  «'ome  befo  452 
Father  of  all,  in  whom  al  083 
WJiile  with  c<*aHeless  cou  710 
Lonl,  we  come  before  th  750 
SESSION  OF  CHRIST.     (.SVc 
C/iriAt.) 

SHAME. 

.IcHUH,  and  shall  it  over  b  405 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  500 


SHEPHERD.    {See  Christ.) 

The  Lord  mv  Shepherd  i  527 
She})herd  ot' tender  yout  O'.n) 
Saviour,  like  a  shepf:erd  7ol 
Sliepherd  divine,  our  wa  704 

SICKNESS. 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  508 
.\ngel  of  covenanted  gra  8.30 
In  a":e  and  feebleness  e.\  83.3 
Ready  for  my  earthen  be  8  0 
Jesus,  the  weary  wander  838 

SIMPLICITY. 

O  Thou,  wl)o  earnest  fro  515 
Teach  nie,  my  God  and  528 
SIN: 

Confession  of. 
Show  i)ity,  Lord,  O  Lord  310 
Did  (Miri.st  o'er  sinners  w  319 
I^ord,  we  are  vile,  concei  325 
Ajiproach,  my  soul,  the  340 
Depth  of  mercy  I  can  the  308 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Sa  852 

Deatji  to.    {See   Crucifixion 
to  the  World.) 

Hatred  of. 
Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  344 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  301 
The  thing  my  God  doth  ha  417 

National. 
O  righteous  God,  thou  J  720 

Original. 
Jesus,  my  Advocate  abov  309 
Lord,  we  are  vile,  concei  325 
How  sad  oin*  state  by  nat  .■'.43 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  we  445 

Pa  r.  DON  ED. 
Tliv  ceaseless,  unexhaus  46 
(Jieat  (.o<l,  to  me  the  sig  52 
Now  I  have  found  the  gr  378 
O  blessed  souls  are  they  379 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  380 

Rei'kxtkd  of.    {See  Peniten- 
tial.) 

RriNors. 
What  could  your  Redeem  2S0 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  288 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  \vis  28!) 
Repent,  the  voice  celesti  '..i'.iO 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  (iod  297 
And  will  the  Judge  desc  298 
Arise,  mv  tend'rest  thou  301 
What  is  "the  thing  of  gre  3'  3 
Day  of  Judgment,  day  of  G29 
Say  w  here  is  thy  refuge  m  815 
SINAI. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  pe  101 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  282 
SINCERITY. 

Ihightest  and  best  of  the    72 

0  that  I  could  repent,  O  3!7 
.lesiis,  we  look  to  thee,  7.32 
Try  us,  O  (.(1(1,  and  scar  7.')<) 
Othou  great  God,  whose  8.4 

SIN(iIN(;. 

Come,  ye  that  love  tJie  L  521 
Come,  th(»ii  Fount  ot  eve  .V25 
Awake,  and  sing  th  song  .S73 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah  711 

SINNERS: 
Awakened. 
(;od  calling  vet !  shall  In  202 
Awaked  l,ykinai's  awful  3S| 

1  Mas  once  far  away  from  859 


SINNERS:  {Continued.) 

Believing. 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beast  109 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  318 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  380 
My  faith  "looks  up  to  thee  vm 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  liave  ta  540 
My  hope  is  built  on  noth  849 

Careless. 
God  calling  yet!  shall  In  202 

Coming  to  Christ. 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  318 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  rig  376 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesii  843 

Confessing  Christ. 

People  of  the  living  God  749 
Witness,  ye  men  and  ang  753 

Convicted     of    Sin.       {See 
Conviction.) 
Come,  O  thou  all  victorio  304 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  w  319 
Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  384 

Delaying.    {See  Delay.) 

Directed. 
Commit  thou  all  thy  grie  554 

Exhorted. 
O  turn  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  274 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  s  275 
Vain'man,  thy  ibnd  purs  284 
What  could  your  Redee  280 
Sinners,  the  \oice  of  God  297 

0  where  shall  rest  be  fou  688 
Invited. 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  bio  207 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  a  273 
The  voice  of  free  grace  c  270 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
The  Lord  declares  his  w  282 

1  he  Saviour  calls,  let  eve  283 
Behold,  a  stranger  at  the  291 
(iod  calling  yet !  shall  I  n  292 
Return,  O  wanderer,  retu  293 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  w  294 
1  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  843 
Jesus,  gracious  one,  call  ^40 
Are  you  staying,  safely  st  847 
The'mistakes  of  my  life  848 
All  tilings  are  ready,  co  855 
I  hear  thy  welcome  voice  h58 
We're  traveling  home  to  883 

Penitent. 
O  sacred  Head,  now  won  00 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  310 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  vv  319 
When  rising  from  the  bo  326 
Alas!  and  did  my  Saviou  341 
Approach,  my  .soul,  the  340 
Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  349 
O  for  the  hai)py  days  go  352 

Resolve. 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  277 
God  calling  yet !  shall  I  u  292 

Pleading  for  Mercy. 
Depth  of  mercy,  can  Iher  t^C^S 
Lord,  r    hear  of  showers  850 
Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Sa  852 

Prayer  of  Anxiois. 
Fiitherof  heaven,  whose  50 
Rock  of  A-es,  cleft  for  m  100 
Holv(;host,  with  light  di  187 
Appro.'ich.my  soul,  them  340 
Jesus,  my  stien  th,  myh  777 
Lord.  I  hcjir  of  show«>rso  850 
Pass  me  not,  O  gintle  Sav  862 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


423 


SINNERS:  (Continued.) 

llEjoiciNo  IN  Hope. 
Awake,  tny  soul,  to  joyful  138 
Of  liini  who  (lid  salvjilion  l(>o 
Kweot  the  niomen's,  rich  4(;0 
Let  everlasting  glories  c  CS2 

Hksigned. 
When  shall  thy  love  cons  329 
And  can  1  yet  delay?  3-0 

Ah!  whither  should  I  go  3:}1 
O  my  offended  God,  332 

Seeking. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose    50 
Approach, uiy  soul,  the  m  346 
Come,  O  thoii  Traveler  u  300 

SoxQ  OF  Praise. 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  107 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jes  132 

0  could  I  speak  the  mate  139 
Lord,  with  glowing  heart  148 
Grace,  'tis  a  charming  so  IGl 

Tbubtino. 
Father,  I  stretch  myhan  345 
Approach, my  soul,  the  m  346 
Let  the  world  their  virtu  3oj 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  3<j8 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h  777 

1  hear  thy  welcome  voice  8".S 
I  am  coming  to  the  cross  804 
Take  the  name  of  Jesus  876 

Warned. 
The  Lord  our  God  is  clot  51 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  p.,rs  284 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis  289 
When  thy  mortal  life  is  f  200 
Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  291 
RepoTit,  the  voice  celesti  290 
And  will  the  Judge  desce  29 -i 
While  life  prolongs  its  pr  300 
Late,  late,  so  late!  and  d  320 
When  lising  from  the  be  326 
O  where  shall  rest  be  fou  588 
Say,  where  is  thy  refuge,  845 
Yielding. 
God  calling  yet!  shall  In  292 
O  that  I  could  repent,  wi  316 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirel  829 

BIN-OFFERING. 

Not  all  the  Vjlood  of  beast  109 
O  thou,  whose  ottering  o  112 

SLEEP. 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  wit  791 
All  praise  to  thee,  my  (io  800 
Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  1  804 
Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Savi  822 

SLOTHFULNESS,      CHRIS- 
TIAN. 
My  drowsy  powers,  whys  470 
O  thou  wlio  all  things  can  471 

SLUMBER,  SPIRITUAL. 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shak  484 

SOBRIETY. 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h  777 

SOLDIERS,  CHRISTIAN. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  506 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise!  572 
Forward!  beourwatchw  574 
Onward,  Christian  soldie  575 
Stand  up!  stand  up  lor  J  580 

BONG: 
Op  Moses  and  the  Lamb.* 

Awake  and  sing  the  song  573 
Of  the  Angels. 
While  shepherds  watche    01 


SONSH IP  SOUGHT. 

Father,  I  wait  before  thy  314 

SORROW:  {See  Afflictions.) 

O  thou  who  driest  the  mo  539 
For  Sin.     {See  Penitential.) 
Of  Christ.     (See  Christ.) 
When  waves  of  trouble  r  536 

SOUL,  VALUE  OF.     {See  Im- 
viortnhtij.) 
What  is  the  thing  of  grea  303 
Say,  where  is  thy  reluge  845 

SOVEREIGN.     (See  God.) 

SOWER,  SPIRITUAL. 

High  on  his  everlasting  222 
Father,  behold  with  grac  315 
Once  more  we  come  befo  452 
Lord,  if  at  thy  command  003 

SOWING. 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  500 
These  mortal  joys,  how  s  503 

SPIRIT.     {See  Holy  Spirit.) 

SPRING. 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  he  713 

STABILITY. 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  t  446 
O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fi  447 
Who  in  the  Lord  confide  493 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be  495 

STAR  OF  BETHLEHEM. 
AVhen  marshaled  on  the 

STAR  OF  THE  EAST. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the 
Watchman,  tell  us  of  the 

STEADFASTNESS.         {See 
Sfiint.'i,  Feraeverance  of.) 
Jesus,  shall  I  never  be 

STING  OF  DEATH. 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  dec  022 
And  let  this  feeble  Vjody  f  04'i 
Jesus,  the  wearv  wand're  838 

STUPENDOUS  LOVE. 

Plunged  inagulf  of  dark  155 
Of  Him  who  did  salvatio  105 
O  Love  divine,  how  sweet  350 
Love  divine, all  loves  exc  444 

SUBM ISSION.    (.See  Afflictions 
and  Resigndtion.) 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lo  530 
My  God,  my  Father,  whil  532 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesu  800 

SUMMER. 

See  the  corn  again  in  ear  714 

SUN  OF  RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  63 
The  Sun  of  righteousnes  115 

SUNDAY-SCHOOLS. 

Saviour,  who  thy  flock  ar  700 
Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  701 
By  cool  Si  loam's  shadv  r  702 
W'hile  we  with  fear  and  h  7ii3 
Mercy,  descending  from  704 
Around  the  throne  of  Go  892 

SUPPER,  GOSPEL. 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  208 
Come,  O  ye  sinners,  to  y  209 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  gos  270 
Ye  wretched,  hungry,  sta  278 
All  things  are  ready,  co  855 

SUPPLIES  OF  THE  CHURCH, 
(iod  is  the  refuge  of  his  sa  199 
Great  is  our  redeeming  L  204 
Glorious  things  of  thee  a  206 


09 


72 
678 


492 


SUPREME.     {See  God.) 
SURRENDER.     {See   Sinners 
Yielding.) 

SYMPATHY. 

Arise,  my  tend'rest  thou  301 
Must  I  n'ly  brother  ke<-p  49'J 
Sow  in  the  morn  thysred  500 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  502 
Father  ol  mercies,  send  t  504 
How  sweet,  how  heavenly  735 

TABOR. 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  se  104 

TALENTS. 

Come  let  iis  anew  Our  jou  457 
A  charge  to  kcfi)  I  have  486 
'1  he  nations  call !  from  se  669 

TEACHER,  CHRIST  A. 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  g  74 
Behold  the  blind  their  si    77 

TEMPTATION: 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  le  4QS 
Beset  with  snares  on  eve  526 
A  mighty  fortress  is  our  551 
Though  troubles  assail,  a  561 
My  hope,  my  all,  my  Sav  .509 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  578 
Of  Christ. 
My  dear  Redeemer  and  m    79 

THANKFULNESS.  {SeeGrat- 
itude.) 

THANKSGIVING. 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  sou  0 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  L  8 
Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  21 
O  thou,  whose  bounty  fill  522 
Father,  whate'er  of  earth  545 
Eternal  Source  of  every  j  716 
Through  all  the  lofty  sky  72,3 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  724 
AVethankthee,  Lord  of  h  726 
My  country !  'tis  of  thee  728 
God  bless  our  native  land  729 
W' hen  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 

THIRSTING  FOR  GOD. 

0  Love  divine,  how  sweet  356 

1  thirst,  thou  wounded  L  394 
TIME.     {See  Death,  Life,  and 

Year.) 

TRANSFIGURATION.     {See 
Christ.) 

TRIALS.     {See  Afflictions.) 

I  worship  thee,  most  gra  549 
TRINITY: 

Adoration  of. 
A  thousand  oracles  divin      2 
Hail,  holy,  holy,  holy  Lor      3 
Holy,  hofy,  holy  Lord  Go      4 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord,  5 

Father,  in  whom  we  live    29 

Invocation  of. 
Come,  thou  almighty  Kin      1 
Thou,  whose  almighty  w  676 

Praise  to.     {See  Prni.-<c.) 

Prayer  to.     {See  Prayer.) 

W'Orship  of. 
Father  of  heaven,  whose    50 
TRIU3IPH: 

Of  Christ. 
He  dies !  the  Friend  of  s    88 
Ye  humble  souls,  that  se  114 
The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  116 


424 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


TRIUMPH:  {0)uiinual.) 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Je  119 
Lord,  when  thou  didst  as  IJO 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  th  121 
ll:iil  the  day  that  sees  hi  12G 
Christ  the  llord  is  risen  t  127 

Or  THE  Christian. 
I  tlie  good  figlit  have  fou  579 

Of  the  Gospel. 
Hark!  the  yong  of  jubile  G71 
See  how  great  a  tlame  as  079 

TROUBLE.    {See  A:fliclions.) 

TRUMPET,  GOSPEL. 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  h  108 
Blow  ye  the  trumjiet,  bio  207 
Let  every  mortal  earatte  279 

TRUST: 
I.N  Christ. 

0  Love  divine!  that  stoo  82 
Rock  of  Ages,  clelt  for  m  106 
Ju^^t  as  I  aiii,  witliout  on  318 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  398 
Forever  here  mv  rest  sh  408 

1  know  that  my  Redeeme  413 
How  gentle  God's  comm  653 
Commit  thou  all  thy  grie  554 
I\Iy  hope  is  built  on  noth  849 
Saviour,  more  than  life  to  878 

In  God. 
"Who  in  the  Lord  confide  493 
The  Lord  my  Shepherd  i  527 
J'ather,  I  know  that  all  in  544 
Father  whate'er  of  earth  545 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fea  556 
"Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Ma  500 
<^iod  of  love,  that  hearest  740 
While  thee  I  seek,  ])rotec  818 

In  Providence. 
God  moves  in  a  mysterio  43 
My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  398 
Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  m  404 
How  firm  a  foundation,  y  546 
How  gentle  God's  eomma  553 
Commit  thou  all  thy  grie  554 
O  Lord,  how  happy  shoii  503 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  832 

TRUTH.      (See    Christ,    Way, 
Truth,  and  Life.) 

TYPES  OF  CHRIST. 

Not  all  (he  blood  of  beast  109 
O  thou,  whose  ott  'ring  on  112 

UNBELIEF. 

Bchr>ld  the  blind  (heir,  si  77 
Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  308 
God  is  in  this  and  every  p  322 
How  sad  our  state  by  nat  343 
Alas!  an<l  did  my  Saviou  344 
Father,  I  stretch"  my  ban  345 

UNFAITHFULNESS. 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  311 

UNFRUITFULNESR. 

Long  have  I  seemed  to  s  323 

UNION,  CHRISTIAN. 

O  might  my  lot  be  east  w  2<i7 
All  praise  to  our  rich-otri  733 
J«-Hus,  united  by  thy  jirac  742 
Clirist,  from  whom  all  bl  713 
Father,  at  thy  footstool  s  714 
fJod  ofiove  (hat  hearest  t  740 
f;iver  of  concord,  Prince  747 
Lol  what  an ''iiterbiming  748 
Try  us,  O  God,  and  scare  750 


USEFUL  CHRISTIANS. 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mo 
Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers  s 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 
(io,  labor  on ;  spend  and 
These  mortal  joys  how  s 

VANITY: 
Of  Life.    {See  Life.) 
Of  the  World. 
Vain,  delusive  world,  adi 
Lord  of  earth,  thy  formin 
Let  not  the  wise  their  wis 
]\ly(iod,  my  portion,  and 
How  vain  are  all  things  h 
Thou  hidden  love  of  God 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  L 

VENGEANCE,  DIVINE. 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis 
Repent,  the  voice  eelesti 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  God 
And  will  the  Judge  desce 
To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thin 
While  life  prolongs  its  pr 
Arise,  my  tend'rest  thou 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  dr 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of 

VICTORY: 
Of  Believers.      {See  War- 

fare.) 
Of  Christ.    {See  Christ.) 

VISIONS  OF  HEAVEN. 

Come,  let  us  join  ourfrie 
Forever  with  the  Lord  ! 
How  happy  every  child  o 
O  what  a  blessed  hope  is 
And  let  this  feeble  body  f 
There  is  a  land  immortal 

VOW,  CHRISTIAN. 

Come,  let  us  use  the  gra 
Witness,  ye  men  and  ang 
O  happy  (fay,  that  fixed  m 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  eutirel 

WAITING: 

For  Death.    {See  Death.) 

For  God. 
Father,  I  wait  before  thy 
P\ather,  behold  with  grac 
Once  more  we  come  befo 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Lord,  we  come  before  the 

WALKING: 
In  Darkness. 
O  thou,  to  whose  all-sear 
O  thou  who  driest  the  mo 
Away,  my  unbelieving  fe 
(Jive'to  the  winds  thy  fea 

With  (iOD. 

0  for  a  closerwalk  with  G 
Talk  with  us,  Lortl,  thyse 
Cheered  with  thy  convers 
Thou  my  everlasting  por 

WANTS. 

1  want  a  princi|)le  within 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h 

WAR. 

O  righteous  God,  thou  J 

WARFARE  AND  VICTORY. 
Jesus,  the  Conqu'ror  reig 
Hark,  how  the  watchmen 
Angc'ls  your  iiiar<'h  opjto 
Urge  oii  your  rapid  cours 
Iiaughtcr  of  Zion,  awake 


488 
498 
500 
W)l 
503 


391 
47.-) 
514 
518 
519 
520 
521 


289 
29(5 
297 
298 
299 
300 
301 
591 
629 


582 
631 
644 
645 
646 
653 


314 

315 
452 

4sr, 

756 


534 
539 
552 
556 


364 
40() 
467 
872 

478 
777 


WARFARE  AND  VICTORY. 

(Cuntinual.) 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  213 
Awake,  Jerusalem,  awak  214 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  469 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  5ei6 
When  I  can  read  my  title  671 
Soldiers  of  Christ,  a'rise!  572 
Forward !  be  our  watchw  574 
Onward,  Christian  soldie  575 
My  soul,  Ixi  on  (hv  guard  578 
I  the  good  fight  have  fou  579 
Stand  up!  stand  up  for  J  580 

WARNINGS.  {See  Sinneis 
Warned.) 

WATCHFULNESS. 

I  want  a  principle  within  478 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brotli  480 
I'phold  me.  Saviour,  or  I  481 
Tnou  seest  my  feeblenes  48.3 
Gracious  Redeemer,  sha  484 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  485 
A  charge  to  keen  I  have,  48() 
Bid  me  of  men  i>eware,  494 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  h  777 

watch:\ien. 

How  beauteous  are  their  218 
Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,  485 
Watchmen,  tell  us  of  the  678 

WATCH-NIGHT. 

Hark,  how  the  watchmen  200 
Thou  seest  my  leeblenes  -K;i 
Come,  let  us  anew  Our  jo  706 
Let  me  alone  another  ye  707 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehova  711 
Come,  let  us  use  the  grac  717 
And  now,  my  soul,  anotli  718 

WATER  OF  LIFE. 

High  in  the  heavens,  etc  49 
Fountain  of  life  to  all  bel  770 

WAY  OF  SALVATION.  {See 
Atonement,  Grace,  and 
Siiinas.) 

WAY,  TRUTH.  AND  LIFE. 
{See  Christ.) 

WEARY,  REST  FOR  THE. 
There  is  a  calm  for  those  6.30 
There  is  an  hour  of  neac  6.35 
I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesu  S43 
In  the  Christian's  home  i  902 

WEDDING. 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  ap  812 

WELCOME: 
To  A  Minister. 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in  t  226 
To  Christ. 
Joy  to  the  world— the  Lor    59 

WILL  OF  GOD. 

Jesus,  the  Life,  the  Truth  423 
ISIy  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt:  .'.<t9 
Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lo  .''►.30 
Father,"vvlia(e'er  of  earth  545 
Author  of  good,  we  r«'St  o  548 
I  worship  Thee,  most  gra  649 

WISDOM: 

Happy  the  man  (hat  finds  .390 

Be  it  niy  only  wisdom  he  47'J 

Of  Gon.     (Scr  (H'xl.) 

WITlJiESS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

(.Sw  Assiirnnrc  an<l  Spirit.) 

Come,  Holy  (".host,  nll-qu  175 

O  come,  and  dwell  in  me  177 

Why  should  the  children  183 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


425 


WITNESS  OF  THE  SPIRIT. 

{Continued.) 
Sovereign  of  all  the  world 
'Tis  a  thing  I  long  to  kno 
How  can  a  sinner  know 
Behold !   what  wondrous 
Blessed  assurance,  Jesus 
WONDERS   OF    REDEMP- 
TION. 
How  great  the  wisdom,  p 
Nature  with  open  vol  urn 
WORD  OF  GOD:  {See  Bible.) 
God  is  the  refuge  of  his  s 
The  heavens  declare  thy 
Let  everlasting  glories  cr 
Inspiratiox  of. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  h 
The  Spirit  breathes  upon 
The  heavens  declare  thy 
How  shall  the  young  seeu 
Let  everlasting  glories  cr 
Father  of  all,  in  whom  al 
How  precious  is  the  book 
The  counsels  of  redeemi 
Father  of  mercies,  in  thy 
Jesus,  the  word  bestow, 
O  word  of  God  incarnate, 
WORK. 

Go,  labor  on;  spend  and 
O  it  is  hard  to  work  for  G 
Teach  me,  my  God  and  K 
Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lor 
Silently  the  shades  of  ev 
Lo!  I  come  with  joy  to  d 
Work,  for  the  night  is  co 


184 
3(i2 

380 
382 
8G0 


133 
164 

199 

G8() 
682 

171 
173 

680 
681 
G82 
683 
684 
685 
686 
687 
658 

501 
513 
528 
825 
826 
834 
910 


WORKS  OF  GOD.    {See  God.) 
WORLD: 
Conquered. 
Urge  on  your  rapid  cour 
How  happy  are  they  who 
The  day  of  wrath,  that  d 
God  of  love,  that  hear'st 
Converted.     {See  Missions.) 
Renoinced.     (See  Forsaking 
AH  for  Christ.) 
WORLDLINESS. 

Vain, delusive  world,  adi 
Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  no 
Let  worldly  minds  the  w 
O  how  the  love  of  God  at 
WORSHIP:   (See  Family  Wor- 
ship, Lord's  Day,  Praise, 
and  Prayer.) 
Closing  of. 
Softly  fades  the  twilight 
Saviour,  again  to  thy  dea 
Lord,  disrhiss  us  with  th 
Now  from  the  altar  of  ou 
Opening  of. 
Thou  Son  of  God,  whose 
Once  more  we  come  befo 
Come,  let  us  join  our  fri 
WRATH  OF  GOD. 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wis 
Repent,  the  voice  celesti 
And  will  the  Judge  desce 
The  day  of  wrnth,  that  d 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of 


211 
402 
59 1 
746 


391 
.392 
393 
419 


265 

26:J 

581 
807 


302 
452 
582 

289 
296 
298 
591 
629 


WRESTLING  JACOB. 

Come,  O  thou  Traveler  u  .100 
Yield  to  me  now,  for  1  a  361 
Shej)herd  Mvjne,  our  w  764 
Lord,  1  cannot  let  thee  g  783 

YEAR.    {See  Seasons.) 

Y'OKE  OF  CHRIST. 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  we  445 
Witness,  ye  men  and  an  753 

YOUTH. 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  280 
How  shall  the  yotmg  see  681 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  098 
Shepherd  of  tender  yout  699 
Saviour,  who  thy  flotk  a  700 
Saviour,  like  a  sliej»l,erd  701 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  r  7(i2 
AVhile  we  with  fear  and  703 
Mercy,  descending  from  704 
O  how  can  they  look  up  705 
See  the  leaves  around  us  715 


ZEAL. 


I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lor  194 
O  might  my  lot  be  cast  w  207 
Jesus,  the  name  high  ov  220 
Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  224 
Saviour  of  men,  thy  sear  225 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  469 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have,  486 
Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  496 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cro  566 
Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  677 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


The  first  lines  of  all  stanzas  except  the  first.    Figures  refer  to  the  hynms. 


A  bleedin"  Sav  392 
A  cheerttil  b<J  i'tC 
A  cloud  of  wit  4t)'.) 
A  country  of  j  4">7 
A  diirk  and  clo  7(K» 
A  dving,  risen  8.V) 
A  faith  that  ke  4.>1 
A  faith  tliat  eh  -t'a 
A  few  more  str  fid.? 
A  glory  gilds  t  173 
A  guilty,  wea  343 
A  liaud  divine  511 
A  heart  in  ever  440 
A  heart  resign  440 
A  heart  with  g  316 
A  hop«so  muc  3."*2 
A  land  of  corn  431 
A  land  of  deep  bS9 
A  land  upon  w  639 
A  little  ch.l.lth  67 
A  pardon  writt  269 
A  peace  on  ear  66 
A  poor  blind  c  337 
A  rest  where  a  4 1 1 
A  Saviour  horn  70 
A  second  look  312 
A  soul  inured  I  777 
A  span  is  ail  t  f)S4 
A  spirit  still  pre  777 
A  stranger  in  t  644 
A  thousand  age  63 
A  thousand  age  [>,<i 
A  trusting  hear  419 
Abide  with  me  822 
Abide  with  us,  146 
Above  these  so  420 
Absent  from  th  3iJ7 
Adieu!  ve  vain  d  />62 
Admit  him  ere  291 
Afflictions  may  879 
Afterdeathits  j  h'M 
After  my  lowly  2«i7 
Again  mv  paid  373 
Again  thy  love  373 
Agonizing  in  th  273 
All,  blessed  Jes  67 
Ah!  give  thezn  3<t.') 
Ah!  lieave  us  n  169 
Ah!  Lord  enlar  39.0 
Ah!  what  avails  32".t 
Ah!  whither  CO  767 
All  glory  and  p  Wi9 
All  glory  be  to  61 
All  gracious  Lo  W7 
All  iiail!atonin  KW 
All  may  of  tlieo  r>'l< 
All  my  cai>a^;io  l.Vi 
All  my  disease,  .'m 
All  my  hopes  o  4.VJ 
All  needful  gta  2iil 
All  o'er  tlx.so  6.M 
All  our  hopes  6."»7 
All  power  to  hi  2m 
All  praise  to  th  67 
All  riches  are  h  7ft 
All  that  H|.ring  724 
All  the  day  bm  3<r> 
All  the  power  2(9 
All  things  are  2:'>9 
All  things  are  KV1 
All  things  livin  21 
Almighty  God,  701 


Almighty  Son,  .V) 
Alone  tile  drea  11,') 
Although  the  V  5.")2 
Among  the  nat  675 
Among  thy  sai  f);i4 
And  art  thou  r.  33,5 
And  can  a  siiif  bO 
And  Clinst  was  70') 
And  duly  shall  rAH) 
And  griefs  and  l.')l 
And  he  the  wit  a")S 
And  if  our  telle  7Xi 
And  if  some  th  544 
And  in  the  gre  694 
And  is  this  trea  3(i3 
And  nowCMnist  274 
And  now  we  fig  6')1 
And,  O,  when  5.V.» 
And  ours  the  g  4S2 
And  ehall  we  t  178 
And  eince,  by  p  548 
And  soon,  too  762 
And  then,  in  th  8.')9 
And  there  is  D  654 
And  thou,  O  ev  41 
And  though  thi  551 
And  were  this  1  4S2 
And  when  from  6'."3 
And  when  from  871 
And  when  life's  8.V.) 
And  when  my  7.57 
And  when  my  t  81)1 
And  when  nigh  7S.S 
And  when  our  577 
And  when  our  803 
And  when  tbes  24.3 
And  when  thou  557 
And  when  tliini  75t 
And  when  thy  .^t 
And  when  we  t  3."<1 
And  yet  ten  tli  27H 
Angels  and  arc  12.'^ 
Angels,  assist  o  l.')5 
Angela  let  the  811 
Angels  now  are  ;Mt 
Angels,  sing  on  f^j;! 
Angels,  where'  577 
Answer  on  him  2.34 
Apostles,  mart  649 
Are  there  no  fo  5<'.6 
Are  we  not  ten  61.8 
Are  we  wealc  874 
Are  you  hearin  847 
Are  you  roamin  847 
Arm  mo  with  j  486 
Arrayed  in  glor  619 
Alt  thou  not  a  3^12 
Ashy  the  light  393 
As  giants  may  498 
As  ill  the  ancle  213 
As  lightning  la  664 
As  r'liind  J(  nis  4'.i3 
As  the  briglil  .S  4'.i8 
As  the  winged  710 
As  though  we  e  246 
As  through  a  g  45 
Ashame<i  of  Ji<  495 
AnU  but  bisgia  165 

AHlcep  III  .Jen IIS  .V.t'.l 

AMsembj.-rl  Ji,.r  p.'.i 
AsM.ii  thy  clai  775 
Assure  my  con  153 


At  evening  shu  7.'s8 
At  bis  call  the  629 
At  Jesus's  call  4.57 
At  midnight  ca  f>.'»5 
At  noon,benea  78,8 
At  some  time  o  865 
At  the  name  of  876 
At  thy  last  gas  89 
Author  of  fa"ith  345 
Author  of  the  n  ],<6 
Awake,  awake,  661 
Awake,  awake,  144 
Awake,  my  nou  718 
Away,  ye  drea  86 
Awed  by  a  mor  224 

Bane  and  bless  101 
Baj)tize  the  nat  I'Jl 
Be  Christ  our  p  142 
Be  darkness,  at  191 
Be  faithful  unt  210 
Be  in  each  song  697 
Be  it  according  308 
Be  it  according  422 
Be  near  me  wh  W) 
Be  this  my  one  5'.i2 
Be  thou  my  pa  79 
l?e  thou  my  shi  3^16 
Be  thou  mv  str  ,')69 
Be  thou,  0"Uoc  8.38 
Be  thou  their  229 
Bear  witness  I  189 
Because  the  Sa  892 
Because  thy  sm  607 
Before  bis  feet  i:53 
Before  me  plac  ,5<.i2 
Before  our  Fat  h  751 
Before  the  cros  410 
Before  the  hills  583 
Before  the  Pavi  l,s 
Before  thy  liear  607 
r.efoieus  make  6S3 
Behold,  anothe  718 
B.hold,  for  me  765 
Behold  him,  al  '.Mi 
Behold!  I  fall  b  325 
15ehold  the  ark  7:V8 
Behold  their  te  720 
Behold  the  sorr  326 
Believing  on  m  .5<i7 
Beneath  liis  wa  5.')3 
Bevond  my  liig  1<14 
r.cyond  the  bio  KM* 
Beyond  the  bo  576 
Bevond  the  flig  617 
Beyond  the  fros  8.x9 
Beyond  the  par  K'^9 
Beyond  the  rea  498 
Beyond  the  rive  KYI 
r.ejond  this  val  .V^8 
Bless  we  then,  6('.6 
Bbssed  fold!  n  811 
Itlessiiigs  abou  6.VI 
Blessings  foiev  76 
Blest  angels  wh  821 
Blest  are  the  m  2ii.3 
Blest  are  the  sa  2fi3 
Blest  are  the  co  203 
Blest  hour,  for,  7.57 
BI<-st  hour,  wh  757 
Blest  is  that  lia  ~'.)i\ 
Bleat  U  the  ma  20U 


Blest  is  the  ma  .047 
Ble.st  is  the  pio  817 
Blest  Jesus!  w  2i")3 
Blest  river  of  8  6f>5 
Blest  Saviour,  i  469 
Blind  unbelief  43 
Bliss  to  carnal  406 
Bold  shall  I  sta  .376 
l^orn,  tliy  peopl  778 
Borne  by  angel  621 
Bound  lipou  th  93 
Bow  ere  (he  aw  296 
Bow  to  the  see  297 
Bowed  down  be  346 
Break  from  bis  612 
Break  oil  the  y  445 
Break  off  your  88 
Breathe,  O  bie  444 
Breathe  on  us,  7t>0 
Bright  Pun  of  r  798 
Brightest  and  b  72 
Burdened  with  287 
Buried  in  Borro  65 
But  a  drought  787 
But  above  all,  494 
But  ah  !  if  foul  399 
But  all  throng  844 
But  art  thoU  n  765 
But  Christ,  the  109 
But  drops  of  gr  344 
But  cie  that  tr  2<.t8 
But  feeble  my  301 
But  give  to  Chr  497 
Bur  God  made  2 
But  be  that  tu  2<»7 
But  he  who  m  4.>v8 
liut  her  sorrow  870 
But  I  of  means  323 
But  if  I  die  wit  277 
But  if  it  hath  b  3,52 
But  in  the  grac  164 
But  let  them  s  493 
But  let  us  hast  231 
But  life,  thong  482 
lUit  lo!  a  place  805 
r.ut,  Lord,  thy  6,56 
But  no  such  sa  349 
But  none  of  th  844 
But  ni>w  I  am  8S1 
But  now  when  .369 
But  O  when  do  .\33 
But  O!  when  t  K31 
But  our  brief  1  .53 
But  out  of  all  228 
But  raise  vour  114 
But  right  IS  rig  513 
But  saints  are  1  13 
But,  Haviour.  c  776 
But  shall  btlio  210 
But  Boniuthing  327 
But  soon  he'll  V4 
But  the  waves  f^i5 
But  there  are  j  .'.o3 
But  there's  a  p  7.5"< 
JUit  there's  a  v  :Vl3 
But  this  I  do  fl  741 
But  thou  hast  b  .'Mi2 
But  thou  wilt  h  .5,1'.» 
But  though  my  321 
But  thy  comjia  28 
But  thv  rich,  t  140 
But  to  those  w  629 


But  to  thy  hou  793 
But  we  have  no  «t8 
But  what  toth  1,52 
But  when  we  v  42 
But  where  the  392 
But  where  the  461 
But  while  I  th  3>^4 
But  will  he  pro  2'.n 
Bvall  bell's  h  210 
By  and  by,  thro  868 
By  and  by,  yes,  906 
By  cool  Si  loam  702 
By  day  along  t  .5.59 
Bv  death  and  h  213 
By  faith  I  plun  378 
By  faith  the  up  2 
By  faith  we  air  642 
By  faith  we  kn  377 
By  his  care  the  714 
By  the  grace  of  899 
By  the  tendern  .348 
By  thine  agoni  2.50 
Bv  this  thy  sai  95 
By  thv  hands  t  623 
By  thy  lonely  .348 
By  thy  triumph  348 

Calmly  to  thee  429 
Can  a  mother's  .'$8,5 
Can  I  trust  a  fe  841 
Can  these  avert  .321 
Can  vo  doubt  if  2.'*6 
Careful  without  8.34 
Cast  thy  burde  468 
Cease,  cease,  y  634 
Cease,  ye  pilgri  4.V) 
Chance  and  ch  26 
Changed  in  a  m  6(j 
Cheered  by  a  si  IS} 
Cheerful  they  w  203 
Children  our  k  704 
Choose  thou  fo  .'^kUl 
Chosen  of  God,  6".il 
Christ,  by  high  f.3 
Christ  for  the  w  916 
Christ  is  born  68 
Christ  leads  m  46J 
Christ  our  Brot  4iH) 
Circled  round  w  126 
Close  bv  thy  sid  .5(>8 
Close  folbiwed  .5<.l8 
Close  to  thee,  872 
Closer  and  clos  'SM 
Cold  mountain  79 
Cold  on  bis  era  72 
Come,  all  the  f  182 
Come,  all  ye  so  270 
Come,  all  ye  vi  ;wi7 
Come  along,  co  «IH 
Come,  and  poss  .3.30 
Come  as  a  shop  22ti 
Come  as  a  teac  22»'> 
Come  as  a  wale  22tt 
Come  as  an  ang  22t) 
Come  as  (he  do  172 
Come  as  the  fir  172 
Come  as  the  lig  172 
Come  as  the  wi  172 
Come  back  this  481 
Come,  Desire  of  63 
Come,  Kalher.K  412 
Come,  for  all  e  317 


Come,  IIolv  Co  i 
Come,  Holv  Gh  171 
Come,  Holv  Gh  771 
Come,  Holy  Sp  170 
Come,  Holy  Sp  421) 
Come,  Holy  Sp  178 
Come  in,  come  736 
Come  in  this  ac  7!^ 
Come,  Lord,  w  MA 
Come  near  and  .<22 
Come,  O  my  Go  427 
Come,  O  my  Sa  412 
Come  quickly  i  295 
Come,  sacreci  S  184 
Come,  saints,  a  87 
Come,  saints,  a  88 
Come,  tfiideres  182 
Come,  then,  for  4.38 
Come,  then,  O  675 
Come,  then,  to  8.56 
Come,  thou  inc  1 
Come,  thou  wit  24.S 
Come  to  the  liv  271 
Come,  wandere  74 
Come,  worship  7 
Come,  ye  weary  273 
Comfort  those  7.56 
Confiding  in  th  8.33 
Confound,  o'er  433 
Consecrate  me  873 
Content  with  b  505 
Control  my  eve  8.37 
Convertandsen  217 
Convince  him  n  .302 
Convince  us  fir  ,304 
Coned,  ivprov  ,569 
CoiTuption,  ear  619 
Could  I  joy  his  ,362 
Could  my  heart  3»>2 
Could  my  tears  106 
Courage,  "my  so  .564 
Courage,  your C  211 
CieatuiWno  m  393 
Crown  the  Savi  1.36 
Crowns  and  tlir  575 

Pangers  stand  t  .V8,'J 
DauL'liler  of  Zi  212 
Day  bv  day  the  .5.58 
Day  (If  terror,  WH 
Dear  dving  La  107 
Dear  Lord,'  if  in  .50.5 
Dear  Name,  the  1.53 
Dear  Saviour,  d  283 
Dear  Saviour,  1  519 
Dear  Shepherd  7M 
Death  enters,  a  '2M 
Death,  hell,  an  103 
J  teat  h  may  the  608 
Dealh  spreads  610 
Death  with  bis  8.S8 
Deep  in  unfalh  43 
Delay  not,  dela  275 
Deli;,;htful     Wor  "04 

DejM'iid  on  Him  774 
De|H'ndent  on  t  702 
Descend,  celes  260 
DeHcending  on  .590 
Dispoiid,  llien,  8(v5 
Deleiiiiiiied  all  8.^3 
Devoully  ybjld  718 
Did  brchaiigela  140 


(420) 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


427 


Did  we  in  our  o  551 
Direct,  control,  71(1 
Distracting  the  4.')3 
Divine  Instruct  68(3 
Do  not  I  love  t  4'.>6 
Do  thou  assist  829 
Do  thou.  Lord  882 
Do  you  think  s  914 
Dost  thou  ask  783 
Dost  tliou  not  d  J83 
Down  Ircni  tiie  15') 
Down  through  fio 
Draw  me  neare  873 
Dust  and  ashes  442 
Dust,  to  thy  ua  615 

Each  evoning  s  57 
Each  following  375 
Each  moment  520 
Each  year  the  t  723 
Early  in  the  te  80 
Early  let  us  see  701 
Earth  from  alar  31 
E'en  down  to  o  54C> 
E'en  life  itself  772 
E'en  the  hour  t  2() 
E'er  since  by  fa  107 
Empty  of  him  w  322 
Engage  this  rov  526 
Enthroned  ami  12 
Error  and  ignor  698 
Eternal  are  ihy  659 
Eternal  Spirit,  50 
Eternal  Spirit,  233 
Eternal  Sun  of  786 
Eternal,  Triune  29 
Eternal  Wisdo  279 
Ever  be  thou  o  699 
Even  me,  Even  850 
Ever  in  the  rag  4(>8 
Ever  present,  t  190 
Every  day,  ever  878 
Every  eye  shall  163 
Every  human  t  195 
Every  mournfu  785 
Expand  thy  wi  171 
Extol  his  kingl  2<I8 
Extol  the  Lnm  2»)7 
Exults  our  risi  380 

Fain  M-ith  them  5 
Fain  Would  I  I  445 
Fairer  than  the  451 
Faitli  cries  out,  815 
Faith  lends  its  377 
Faith,  mighty  f  434 
Faith  sees  the  b  634 
Faithful,  O  Lor  46 
Far,  far  away,  1  633 
Far  from  this  w  614 
Far  o'er  yon  ho  574 
Farewell,  mort  863 
Farewell,  ve  dr  863 
Father,  fix"  my  512 
Father,  if  f^uch  234 
Fnther  in  heave  811 
Fatlier,  in  me  r  357 
Father,  in  thes  233 
Father,  in  us  t  453 
Father  of  endle  39 
Father,  perfect  605 
Father,  remove  84 
Father,  the  nar  456 
Father,  thine  e  378 
Father,  thv  me  711 
Father,  thy  qu  452 
Fear  him,  ye  sa  550 
Fear  not,  breth  458 
Fear  not,  I  am  546 
Fear  not,  said  CA 
Fearless  of  hell  401 
Feebly  thev  lis  223 
Fill  me  with  al  365 
Filled  with  del  651 
Find  in  Christ  t  285 
Finish,  then,  t  444 
First-born  of  m  395 
Five  bleeding  w  386 
rix,0  fix  my  w  442 
Fixed  on  tliis  g  378 
Fly  abroad,  tlto  667 
Fly  to  mv  aid,  179 
Followed  by  th  613 


Foolish,  and  i  47 
Footprints  of  J  ii(',s 
For  each  assau  484 
For,  ever  on  th  l.tO 
For  every  thirst  283 
For  God  has  ni  531 
For  her  my  tea  194 
For  her  our  nra  729 
For  him  shall  e  6;j8 
For  more  we  as  771 
For  never  shall  326 
For  O  we  stand  8.^0 
For  the  grande  140 
For  the  love  of  27 
For  thee  my  th  823 
For  these  inesti  ()85 
For  thine  own  c  366 
Fortius,  I  at  th  3<)3 
For  this  let  me  225 
F<ir  thou  withi  768 
F(jr  when  we  k  5(i3 
For  who  by  fait  119 
For  wild  the  w  799 
Forbid  it,  Loni,  102 
Forever  firm  th  49 
Forever  with  th  631 
Forget  not,  bro  912 
Forgive  me,  Lo  800 
Forgiveness  on  707 
Forth  with  thy  668 
Forward  they  c  112 
Frail  children  o  19 
Free  from  ange  816 
Friends  fondly  888 
From  Christ  th  111 
From  dark  tein  762 
From  clay  to  da  11 
From  death  to  I  185 
From  favored  A  662 
From  heaven  a  590 
From  heaven  h  74 
From  hell's  op  351 
From  Him,  the  472 
From  Jesus,  m  62 
From  north  to  658 
From  sin,  the  g  341 
From  sorrow,  t  751 
From  strength  572 
From  the  deep  903 
From  thee  that  478 
From  thee  thro  529 
From  thiones  o  210 
Fully  in  my  lif  443 
Further  on!  O  891 

Gather  the  ont  306 
Gathering  horn  890 
Gethsemane,  ca  243 
Give  me  a  calm  545 
Give  me  on  the  484 
Give  me  on  the  777 
Give  me  thy  str  225 
Give  me  thyself  450 
Give  me  to  trus  483 
Give  to  mine  ey  424 
Give  tongues  of  191 
Give  npourselv  717 
Give  us  this  da  781 
Give  us  with  ac  470 
Gloi-y,  glory,  ha  S99 
Glory  to  God  b  22 
Glory  to  thee,  791 
Go  ask  the  infi  294 
Go,  clothe  the  497 
Go,  labor  on;  't  501 
Go,  labor  on;  y  501 
Go,  then,  earth  540 
Go  to  many  a  t  672 
Go  to  the  ants,  470 
Go  to  tlie  garde  84 
Go  to  the  grave  626 
Go  up  with  Chr  209 
God  be  with  vo  918 
God  calling  ve  292 
God  forbids  liis  815 
God  from  etern  i91 
God  is  in  heave  31 
God  is  our  stre  8 
God  is  our  sun,  200 
God,  my  Redee  619 
God  only  is  the  419 
God  only  know  356 
God  ruleth  on    20 


God  through  hi  171 
God,  to  reclaim  3o3 
God,  thy  God.  674 
God  will  not  al  9 
God's  guardian  798 
Gold  is  but  dro  223 
Good  when  he  44 
Grace  all  the  w  161 
Grace  fiist  cont  161 
Grace  tauj^ht  m  161 
Grace !  'tis  a  s  78 
Giacious  Lord,  7U 
Grant  me  my  s  317 
Giant  one  poor  829 
Grant  that  all  756 
Grant  that  ever  492 
Grant  this,  O  h  181 
Grant  us  the  p  5)^7 
(irant  us  thy  p  266 
Great  God,  is  tli  587 
Great  God!  on  585 
Great  God,  jne  727 
Great  God,  thy  311 
Great  God,  we  251 
Great  spoils  I  s  741 
Great  Sua  of  ri  680 
Greatness  unsp  32 
Guilty  I  stand  321 

Hail,  by  all  thy  252 
Hail,  holy,  holy  3 
Hail,  peaceful  757 
Hail,  Prince  of  60 
Hail,  Source  of  185 
Hail,  the  heave  63 
Hail  to  the  bri  674 
Hallelujah !  ea  696 
Hallelujah!  ha  671 
Hallelujah,  hal  137 
Hallelujah!  thi  869 
Hallelujah  to  t  276 
Happy  beyond  396 
Happy,  if  with  220 
Happy  the  man  14 
Happy  the  man  396 
Happy  they  wh  5 
Happy  they  wh  355 
Hark!  hark!  t  69 
Hark!  how  he  94 
Hark  !  in  the  w  216 
Hark !  they  wh  842 
Hark  those  bur  i3(i 
Has  thy  night  674 
Hast  thou  a  la  496 
Haste  thee  on  f  54il 
Hasten  mercy  t  289 
Hasten,  mortal  (W 
Hasten,  sinner,  289 
Hasten  the  joy  177 
Have  we  not  h  320 
Have  we  trials  874 
Have  you  no  w  766 
He  alwavs  wins  549 
He  bids  "us  bull  733 
He  breaks  the  p  374 
He  by  himself  17 
He  comes,  from  5S 
He  conies,  of  h  739 
He  comes,  the  b  58 
He  comes,  the  p  5S 
He  comes,  with  660 
He  crowns  thy  6 
He  dies,  the  he  77 
He  ever  lives  a  386 
He  fills  the  poo  6 
He  formed  the  7 
He  formed  thes  13 
He  has  pardons  281 
He  hath  our  sa  428 
He  hears  our  p  197  | 
He  hides  himse  513 
He  hung  its  st  695 
He  in  the  days  123 
He  in  the  thick  5()0 
He  is  fitting  up  902 
He  justly  claim  407 
He  knows  we  a  28 
He  leadeth  me  861 
He  leads  me  to  527 
He  lives,  all  gl  118 
He  lives,  and  g  118 
He  lives,  to  ble  118 
He  makes  the  g    13 


He  now  stands  295 
He  rests  well  pi  222 
He  rises,  who  2.05 
He  rules  the  w  59 
He  saw  me  plu  151 
He  saw  me  rui  138 
He  shall  come  660 
He  shall  detend  280 
He  shall  reign  671 
He  sits  at  God's  134 
He  spake— and  215 
Ho  speaks,  and  374 
He  visits  now  t  427 
He  wept  that  w  319 
He  who  for  me  773 
He  will  gird  th  4(W 
He  will  piesent  162 
He  wills  that  I  413 
He  with  CMrthl  26 
Head  of  thy  Ch  193 
Hear,  for  thou  252 
Hear  him,  ye  d  374 
Hear  the  sweet  846 
Heaven  is  still  2-') 
Heavenly,  all-a  744 
Heavenward  ou  771 
Heir  of  thesam  912 
Heirs  of  the  sa  734 
He'll  never  que  123 
Help  us  to  bull  7;VJ 
Help  us  to  help  7:VJ 
Helpless  howe'  336 
Hence,  and  fore  77 
Hence  our  hear  3V)5 
Henceforth  ma  435 
Her  hands  are  396 
Here  at  that  cr  829 
Here,  beneath  a  725 
Here  freedom  s  727 
Here  I  ^ive  my  864 
Here  I'll  raise  525 
Here  I  would  f  104 
Here  in  thy  ho  716 
Here  light  desc  685 
Here  may  religi  721 
Here  may  the  w  686 
Here  may  we  p  768 
Here  t?.e  fair  tr  686 
Here  the  Eedee  686 
Here  the  whole  42 
Heie,  then,  mv  466 
Here  to  thee  a  696 
Here  vouchsale  689 
Here  we  come  t  259 
Here  will  I  set  391 
Here  would  we  588 
Hereafter  none  833 
Here's  love  and  88 
High  as  the  hea  9 
High  Heaven,  t  827 
High  o'er  th'  an  114 
High  on  a  thro  502 
Him  by  faith  w  105 
Him  though  hi  126 
Him  to  knoAV  is  391 
His  blood  dema  529 
His  call  we  obe  561 
His  glory  our  d  383 
His  goodness  s  553 
His  grace  .will  517 
His  kingdom  ca  134 
His  kingdom  fr  66 
His  mercy  now  763 
His  mercy  visit  202 
His  name  shall  64 
His  name  yield  505 
His  oaih,  his  co  849 
His  only  righte  220 
His  power,  inc  64 
His  power  subd  9 
His  presence  m  247 
His  purposes  w  43 
His  sovereign  p  55 
His  Spirit  us  he  383 
His  standard-be  20V» 
His  voice  subli  51 
Hither,  then,  y  149 
Ho!  all  ve  hun  279 
Ho !  ye  that  pa  279 
Hold  thou  thy  828 
Holy  Ghost,  wi  187 
Holy,  holv,  hoi  4 
Holy  Spirit,  all  187 


cast  my  care  510 
come  if  thou  830 


Home,  home,  s  879 
Home!  thy  joys  917 
Honor  inimorta  76 
Hoj)e  is  singing  891 
H<ij)e  looks  bey  610 
Hosanna  to  the  2f)l 
How  beauteous  79I 
How  blessed  ar  218 
How  blessed  ar  39-1 
How  bright  the  120 
How  careful  th  WH") 
How  charming  218 
How  cold  and  f  31! 
How  decent  an  205 
How  dread  are  16 
How  happy  are  218 
How  happy  are  512 
How  oft  they  lo  397 
How  perfect  is  t  461 
How  shall  I  lea  589 
How  shall  we  h  726 
How  such  holy  826 
How  then  ough  593 
How  vain  a  toy  518 
How  well  thy  b  682 
How  will  my  h  298 
Howl,  winds  of  51 
Humble,  and  te  175 
Hushed  is  each  '90 

am  coming,  L  8.58 
am  lowest  of  848 
am  trusting,  L  864 
ask  in  confide  423 
ask  no  higher  177 
ask  not  Enoc  467 
ask  the  blood  342 
ask  thee  for  a  544 
ask  thee  for  t  544 
ask  them  whe  637 
bless  thee  for  522 
can  but  peris  277 
cannot  pray;  759 
cannot  wash  438 

ff^ 

come,  thy  ser  839 
delivered  thee  385 
deprecate  tha  333 
fear  no  foe,  w  828 
find  him  liflin  413 
have  long  wit  368 
have  no  skill  47 
have  read  of  a  901 
have  read  of  b  9fil 
have  read  ofw  901 
heard  the  law  384 
heard  the  son  900 
heard  the  voi  843 
hold  thee  wit  446 
knew  not  that  363 
know  I  am  si  848 
know  I'm  ne  894 
know  the  gra  3(XS 
know  thee,  Sa  361 
lay  my  body  d  804 
lift  mine  eyes  476 
listened  and  1  859 
long,  dearest  745 
long  to  see  th  372 
love  by  faith  820 
love  her  gates  197 
love  in  solitu  820 
love  thy  Chur  194 
love  to'meet  t  594 
love  to  tell  th  875 
love  to  think  820 
must  from  Go  589 
need  noi  tell  360 
need  thee  eve  851 
need  thy  pres  828 
now  believe  i  331 
j)raise  thee  fo  522 
rested  in  the  323 
rode  on  the  s  402 
saw  him  in  th  90O 
saw  one  hangi  312 
see  thee  not,  145 
see  the  jierlec  323 
shall  not  wan  541 
shall  then  sh  413 
sigh  lo  think  353 
soon  shall  lay  630 


I  take  these  till  60.4 
I  thank  thee  fo  522 
1  thank  thee,  u  474 
I  then  Hilly  iru  8.'iy 
1  too,  with  thee  341 
I  tremble  lest  t  33.J 
I  view  the  Lam  340 
I  wait  till  hesh  422 
I  wandered  on  i  859 
I  want  a  godly  f  777 
I  want  a  sober  777 
I  want  the  witn  177 
1  want  thy  life,  449 
1  was  not  ever  I  1t)2 
I  will  not  let  t  7t>4 
I  wish  that  his  »K)9 
I  with  vour  cho  821 
I  would,  but  111  445 
I  would  forever  164 
I  would  not  ha  544 
I  would  not  liv  647 
I  yield  mv.selt  t  8(»6 
I'd  sing  the  cha  139 
I'd  sing  the  pre  139 
If  but  my  faint  632 
If  by  thy  will,  562 
If  done  t'  obey  528 
If  e'er  I  go  astr  527 
If  e'er  my  hear  194 
If  e'er  to  bless  194 
If  I  begin  to  wa  332 
If  I  have  only  357 
If  I  have  tasted  480 
If  I  love,  why  a  362 
If  I  rightly  rea  359 
If  in  my  Fat  he  382 
If  in  this  darks  534 
If  life  be  long,  464 
If  life  be  not  in  624 
If  now  thou  sta  5ti6 
If  on  our  daily  792 
If  our  faith  wer  27 
If  pain  afHict,  o  774 
If  rough  and  th  534 
If  so  poor  a  wo  A'Ad 
If  some  poor  w  822 
If  still  thou  go  339 
If  tears  of  sorr  349 
If  they  lead  th  868 
If  thou  impart  341 
If  thou,  mv  Jes  526 
If  thou  should  532 
If  thv  way  and  868 
If  to  the  right  o  478 
If  what  I  wish  1  555 
If  yet,  while  pa  321) 
If  you  get  ther  885 
I'll  go  to  Jesus,  277 
I'll  lift  my  ban  772 
I'll  make  your  215 
I'll  praise  him  14 
I'll  soon  beaih  Wt 
I'll  speak  the  h  156 
111  that  he  bles  549 
I'll  to  the  graci  277 
I'm  b  pilgrim  a  898 
I'm  going  hom  895 
Impatient  soul,  906 
Implant  it  deep  417 
Impov'rish,  Lo  304 
In  all  our  Mak  12 
In  all  my  ways  47 
In  answer  to'le  338 
In  blessing  the  823 
In  condescendi  ()32 
In  darkest  shad  401 
In  each  event  o  818 
In  every  condit  546 
In  every  new  di  6'.H) 
In  every  pang  t  773 
In  fierce  tempt  ,V)9 
In  flesh  we  part  230 
In  foreign  real  731 
In  God  we  put  426 
In  heaven  the  r  60 
In  his  great  na  22 
In  holy^dulies  I  257 
In  hope,  agains  434 
In  hope  of  that  57i) 
In  hojie  of  that  646 
In  Jesus"  name  227 
In  manife.steti  1  340 
In  midst  of  dan  ~Ci 


428 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


In  niii^hly  phnl  3K 
In  our  Mikuess  7>» 
In  prayer  my  a  3<."J 
In  purest  Kive  t  >12 
In  nclies,  in  pi  :.'7I 
la  Sion  (Jod  is  liVO 
In  tliat  beautif  >«i*.t 
In  that  lone  la  3iX) 
In  that  revenlin  .12 
In  that  sudden  HI 
In  the  cross,  in  ^^'rfi 
In  the  cross  of  liil 
In  the  deserts  1  917 
In  the  furnace  ly.'> 
In  the  hour  of  4tV} 
In  the  la.st  hon  H2 
In  the  rile  thou  2i'J 
In  the  sweet  by  t>i»t) 
In  them  thou  .'i)i2 
In  thine  all-gra  54.s 
In  thine  own  a  7'>6 
In  thy  promise  nU 
Id  those  dark,  s  6^ 
In  trouble's  da  41 
In  vain  the  sto  115 
In  vain  the  tre  6.'>2 
In  vain  thou  str  3<» 
In  vain  we  tun  178 
In  want,  my  pi  loS 
Incaruale  J»eity  2»> 
Infinite  jt'V,  or  5>'> 
Inglorious  wish  5«>o 
Insatiate  to  thi  l(>.j 
Inspire  tiie  livi  174 
Into  that  happ  770 
Into  teini)tatio  7S1 
Inured  to  pover  805 
Is  crucilled  for  96 
Is  here  a  soul  t  3<i2 
Is  my  name  wri  9<iS 
Is  not  e'en  deat  C16 
Is  not  thy  nam  4'.H) 
Is  there  a  tiling  520 
Is  this  the  cons  83 
It  is  better  fiirt  8;il 
It  is  finished  !0  113 
It  is  my  guide  fi'J 
It  is  notde:ith  t  627 
It  is  not  for  me  g79 
It  is  not  so,  but  613 
It  is  tliat  heave  5;W 
It  is  that  hope  .'>3.S 
It  makes  the  w  IW 
It  runs  divinely  l(i.S 
It  blands  8.  cur  6:56 
It  sweetly  chee  6S4 
It  tells  me  of  a  347 
It  was  a  two-ed  6.'')5 
Its  enerjiy  exeit  6>7 
Its  pleasures  ca  3'.t3 
Its  Bkies  are  no  CJ'J 
Its  f-tieama  the  40 
Its  uiiiiortt  virtu  C>s7 
I've  almost  gai  bVi 
I've  his  gude  w  8i'<4 
I've  Been  thy  g    34 

Jehovah,  Christ  52 
Jehovah,  Kilt  he  :d) 
Jehovah,  (iod  t  403 
Jehovah's  everl  37 
Ji-rusalemI  my  019 
Jesus  all  the  da  402 
Jesus'  blood  to  KVi 
Jesus  can  make  6<il 
Je-ius  comes !  h  NV4 
Jesus,  confirm  515 
Jesua  dt'scen<le  'J7 
Jesus,  for  this  425 
Jesus,  liail!  en  12'.t 
Ji-sua,  bail  I  vvh  137 
Jesus,  I  liantf  u  413 
JehiiB  is  w<.i thy  143 
Jesus,  lit  my  n  4'.t2 
J.-sus  livi-s  and  K»'.» 
JesuH,  may  thy  HS 
Ji'cus,  my  Alii  15.S 
JemiH,  my  (Jod,  32.'» 
Jesus,  my  Khep  l.Vl 
Jcsnt«,  my  Hhep  ^M 
Jesus,  mvhtren  :iit7 
Jesus,  on'  me  b  :>.\f, 
)«au«,  our  ^reat  267 


Jesus,  cur  only  152 
Jesus  protects,  HI't 
Jesus,  eee  my  p  442 
Je«U8,  ^[>eaks,  a  3(iS 
Jesus  the  ancle  2^a\ 
Jesus,  the  hind  331 
Jesus,  the  holy  tWj 
Jesus,  the  I.oril  877 
Jesus,  the  nam  220 
Jesus,  the  nam  374 
Jesus,  the  pnso  220 
Jesus,  the  Savi  \M 
Jesus,  thine  ai  372 
Jesus,  thine  all  446 
Jesus,  thine  ow  407 
Jesus,  thou  fur  S-V) 
Jesus,  tli'U  I'li  f.27 
Jesus,  th.'U  Sou  5*17 
Jesus!  transiio  141 
Jesus  triumplis  117 
Jesus,  vouchsaf  5i)3 
Jesus,  we  look  »t2 
Jesus,  with  us  t  233 
Jiiiied  in  one  s  2:51 
Joy  of  the  deso  2m 
Joy  to  the  earth  59 
Jovful  mv  spirit  4<>7 
Ju.i;L:e  ui.t  the  43 
Just  as  I  am,  318 
Justified  throng  613 
Justly  might  th  720 

Keep  no  longer  787 
Keep  the  souls  7:5(1 
K nulled  his  rel  :i.;,S 
Kingdoms  wide  6<i7 
Knowing  aa  I  a  631 

Lame  as  I  am,  361 
Lay  to  thy  mig  484 
Lead  me  iluou  872 
Leave  to  his  so  5.'X) 
Ledbvtheligh  41 
Lest  tliat  my  fe  491 
Let  all  tliat'loo  wi 
Let  all  with  th  229 
Let  all  your  la  485 
Let  cares  like  a  571 
Let  deep  repen  516 
Let  earth  and  h  251 
Let  earth  no  m  175 
Let  elders  woi-s  147 
Let  everlasting  173 
Let  every  act  of  375 
Let  every  kindr  132 
Let  every  tlioug  410 
Let  faith  trausc  8,3 
Let  fools  my  w  624 
Let  life  imiiioii  3.>;,s 
Let  lively  hoiie  516 
Let  love,  in  one  735 
Let  me  at  a  th  K')2 
Let  me  love  th  362 
Let  me  love  th  878 
let  me  thy  wit  477 
Let  mountains  IW 
Let  music  swel  72S 
Let  none  lieai-  y  4S<) 
Let  not  coiisciu  273 
Let  others  seek  8'.i5 
Let  others  6t ret  618 
Let  peace  wit  hi  2.>l 
Let  sickness  bl  611 
Leteinneiu  lean  379 
Let  sorrow  do  i  416 
Let  sorrow's  ru  K><0 
Let  Strang!  IS  w  205 
Let  that  m.-rcy  722 
Let  the  living  ii  6'.t(i 
Let  the  praise  b  714 
Let  the  sure  tr  M5 
Let  the  world  d  510 
L<-t  this  my  eve  4)'>6 
Let  this  vain  w  6)10 
Li't  those  refiis  521 
Let  thy  holyt  h  6'.i2 
Let  trouble'and  879 
Let  us  blaze  hi  21 
Let  us  fi>r  each  816 
Let  us  still  to  t  746 
Let  us  take  U|>  22S 
Lft  us  then  r<j  42S 
Let  UM  then  wit  610 


Let  us  therefor  21 
Let  us,  to  in-rle  448 
Let  us  walk  wi  4(Ni 
Lite  like  a  foun  49 
Lite's  duty  di.ii  6<i2 
Lite's  ills  witho  78<t 
Litl  up  thy  cou  7Ni 
Light  in  thy  lig  786 
Like  a  bairn  t«  884 
Like  mighty  ru  1,S8 
Like  mighty  wi  181 
Like  some  orig  145 
Like  the  rough  2«.t7 
Listen  to  the  w  68 
Lives  again  our  127 
Living  in  the  si  826 


Lo!  glad  I  com  av) 
his  triuinp  121 
iOl  I  am   with  62-5 


Lol  I  cumber  s  3C>8 
Lo!  in  the  dese  673 
Lo!  it  cornea,  t  841 
Lo!  such  the  c  702 
Lo!  th'  iiicarna  2~J 
Lo!  the  pain  of  621 
Lo!  to  faith's  e  128 
Lo!  with  deep  722 
Loathsome,  an  3:59 
Lone  are  the  pa  615 
Lonely  I  no  lo  749 
Long  as  I  live  I  877 
Long  as  our  fie  764 
Long  my  heart  8(>4 
Look  as  when  t  3o6 
Look  how  we  g  178 
Loose  all  your  121 
Lord,  at  thy  fee  32'J 
Lord,  decide  th  3<>2 
Loid,  give  us  s  454 
Lord  God  of  tru  5,<8 
Lord,  I  believe  S'l) 
Lord,  I  come  to  7>2 
Lord,  I  would  e  861 
Lord,  if  I  nowt  2ii7 
Lord,  if  thou  d  227 
Lord,  it  is  my  c  3n') 
Lord  Jesus,  for  S'<7 
Lord  Jesus,  loo  8.'>7 
Lord  Jesus,  tho  8.')7 
Lord,  keep  us  s  8<i3 
Lord,  lest  the  t  821 
Lord,  may  I  ev  4(>5 
Lord,  my  sins  t  908 
Lord,  my  times  558 
Lord,  obedient  1  458 
Lord  of  earth  a  475 
Lord  of  heaven  475 
Lord  of  the  nat  721 
Lord,  on  thee  o  7.V> 
Lord,  shall  we  470 
Lord,  this  boso  14S 
Lord,  thou  hast  844 
Lord,  lhrou>'h  a  709 
Lord,  thy  glory  2.5 
Lord,  till  1  rea  7'.»0 
Lord,  'tis  not  o  695 
Lord,  we  thy  p  4 IS 
Lord,  wh.at  sha  31 
Lord,  whence  a  844 
Loud  may  the  l<i<) 
Love  and  grief  4(K) 
Love  is  the  gol  7.'5.') 
Love  of  Go(f,  8  N'»o 
Love,  rest,  and  8'>9 
Love  8  mysterio  lo.'j 
Love's  redeemi  127 
Lover  of  souls!  3(M) 
Lover  of  souls,  .'Us 
Lowly  in  heart,  142 

Make  good  the!  221 
Make  us  into  o  742 
Make  us  of  one  816 
Man  may  tioub  .540 
Many  days  liav  783 
-Maich  on  in  yo  511 
March  on  then  84>.') 
Master,  tho  ler  862 
Master,  with  an  862 
May  tho  gospel  2.'»9 
May  they  that  J  219 
-May  thy  rich  g  .3<.W 
May   thy  tepirit  6V2 


May  thy  will,  n  567 
May  we  rit  eive  452 
May  we  tliis  lif  7'.i4 
May  we  with  hu  711") 
Meanest  of  all  315 
Merciful  God,  t  52 
Mercy  and  grac  159 
Mercy  and  grac  52'.» 
Mercy  an  1  Tiut  71 
Melh'inks  I  see  6Ue> 
Midst  keen  rep  142 
Mmht  I  enioy  t  2>il 
Mightiest  king  6»>(i 
Millions  of  sou  2:59 
Mine  is  an  iinc  ^<> 
Minutes  and  m  8n7 
More  dear  than  823 
More  of  mvself  l,s".» 
More  of  thy  life  441 
Mere  than  con  641 
Mortals,  your  h  13.) 
Mourning  souls  149 
>Iove,  and  actu  743 
Much  of  my  ti  804 
Must  I  be  carri  .V)6 
Must  I  his  bur  4'.»9 
Must  I  reprove  4;<9 
My  conscience  f  312 
My  crimes  are  g  310 
My  dying  Savio  40.S 
My  faith  would  109 
My  Father,  God  184 
Mv  Father's  ho  895 
Mv  feeble  mind  761 
Mv  feet  shall  t  144 
My  flesh  shall  s  6.38 
My  God!  howe  49 
My  God,  1k>w  w  16 
^ly  God,  I  feel  301 
My  God  is  reco  3s«') 
My  gr.icious  (io  4(d 
My  gracious  M  374 
My  heart  grows  2tV) 
My  Jesus,  as  th  ."yt*! 
Mv  knowledge  4tV4 
My  life  I  would  795 
My  life,  my  bio  22.^> 
My  lite,  mv  por  3;>0 
My  lips  shall  d  IVt 
My  lips  with  sh  310 
My  message  as  270 
My  mistakes  hi  848 
My  native  coun  728 
My  one  desire  b  330 
My  passions  ho  388 
My  prayer  hath  3()1 
My  ^^abbath  su  776 
My  Saviour  is  n  9<l.') 
My  Saviour,  wh  7.'>9 
My  soui  breaks  4''>0 
My  soul  lies  hu  .32 » 
My  soul  obeys  t  343 
My  soul  shall  p  l<.i7 
My  soul  shall  t  417 
My  soul  to  thee  4S3 
My  soul  would  40I 
My  spirit.  Lord  491 
^ty  strength  is  3<'>0 
Jly  surt  "ling  ti  5<".9 
My  thoughts  li  ;i3 
My  vehement  s  312 
My  will  be  swal  175 
My  willing  soul  253 
My  wisdom  and  476 
Myself  I  cauuo  463 

Nay,  but  I  yield  XV) 
Near  the  cross,  N>() 
Nearer  my  Fatli  Ui'i 
Nearer  the  bou  fid.') 
Ne'er  think  the  .578 
Never  from  thy  HH) 
Never  let  tho  w  746 
Never  will  I  re  476 
New  mercies,  e  792 
New  time,  new  Nl7 
Next  door  to  de  856 
Night  and  day  i  891 
Night  tinlo  nig  7W 
Nipp«'/1  by  the  611 
No  anxious  don  6<K( 
No  bleeding  bir  .325 
^'u  chilliog  win  651 


No  dimming  cl  648 
No  e^uthly  fat  16 
No  fool  of  land  83'.» 
Nol  I  must  ma  7>3 
No  light  had  w  320 
No  light!  so  la  32ti 
No  longer  hosts  675 
No  longer  in  da  sv.t 
No  longer  then  447 
No  man  can  tru  174 
No  more  a  wan  8,'M 
No  more  fatigu  2i'>4 
No  more  let  sin  .5".t 
No  monal  doth  741 
No  other  right  3.32 
No  room  for  mi  5'i3 
No  rude  alarms  264 
No  strength  of  .V)l 
No  strife  shall  r  675 
No;  the  pa.st  sh  841 
No  words  can  t  790 
Nor  dois  it  yet  3t^2 
Nor  earth,  nor  517 
Nor  let  the  go  .5:51 
Ncrpain,  nor  g  612 
Norshalllthro  467 
Nor  shall  thy  s  (WI 
Nor  voice  can  s  152 
Not  a  doubt  can  4ii4 
Notall  thebles  .34 
Not  all  the  har  517 
Not  for  ease  or  872 
Nut  fur  thesak  151 
Not  half  has  ev  9<il 
Not  in  the  nam  7.32 
Not  life  itself.  34 
Not  one,  but  ai  2.">«) 
Not  Sinai's  mo  120 
Not  what  we  w  Ms 
Nothing  I  a-sk,  33^ 
Nothing  is  wort  5'.i:5 
Nothing  more  c  7>s5 
Nothing  on  ear  8.T.1 
Nothing  ve  ine  271 
Now  glory  to  G  276 
Now  I  forbid  m  .5<4 
Now  I  see  with  38'J 
Now  incline  me  3.V.t 
Now  let  me  gai  4:i:5 
Now  let  our  dar  fv'3 
Now  let  thy  dyi  3.VS 
Now,  Lord,  on  2l2 
Now,  Lord,  to  w  3:59 
Now  make  thy  160 
Now  may  the  K  2i>0 
Now,  my  God.  t  4:5i> 
Now  rest,  my  lo  827 
Now  the  gracio  40-') 
Now,  then,  my  4X1 
Now,  then,  the  6«>;5 
N..W,  therefore,  (M 
Now,  these  littl  7t»0 
Now  to  the  Lam  147 
Now,  ye  needy,  273 
Numbered  amo  GOU 

O  arm  me  with  8.37 
O  banner  of  the  '.i5 
O  bear  my  long  894 
O  believe"theie  285 
O  bless  the  Lor  6 
O  Canaan,  brig  K»v5 
()  ce.ase,  my  wa  73S 
O  cherish  but  t  419 
O  come  and  wit  278 
O  come,  angel  894 
O  could  I  hear  K<3 
O  depth  of  mer  NV5 
O  do  not  fluiler  7:5'.t 
O  do  thou  alwa  4S4 
0  for  a  lowly,  c  440 
O  for  a  truiii')K't  141 
O  for  the  living  8 
O  t«T  thine  alia  15 
O  for  this  love  1  1.'».5 
Oforthose  hum  313 
O  give  me  faith  421 
O  give  MS  hear  bio 
O  glorious  hou  fas 
OGod,  how  fait  2:56 
O  (Jod,  hi  all  796 
()  (tod,  mine  in  .5'.t2 
U  God,  our  lie  I  563 


O  grant  that  no  4119 
O  guard  our  sh  721 
O  guide  our  do  7.">3 
O  liapjiy  bond,  827 
O  happy  liarbur  648 
O  happy,  hapi-y  232 
O  happy,  hapi>y  632 
O  hai.pv  Si-rvun  4s5 
O  hule  this  self  52<f 
O  hope  of  every  152 
O  bow  can  woV  832 
O  how  I  fearth  16 
O  how  sw.el  it  897 
O  how  wav'ring  4".i2 
O  if  my  Lord  w  601 
O  if  my  mortal  60.5 
O  Jesus,  could  I  345 
O  Jesus,  ever  w  157 
O  Jesus,  Kingo  146 
O  Jesus,  of  thee  371 
O  Jesus,  ride  o  276 
O  Jesus,  Saviou  146 
O  just  Judge,  t  .V.15 
OKingofglorv  56 
O  Lamb  ot  God  yS 
O  let  me  kiss  th  97 
O  let  me  wing  .538 
O  let  our  heart  232 
O  let  them  spre  217 
O  let  them  61  ill  1.33 
O  let  thy  gracio  424 
O  let  thy  love  97 
O  let  thy  orien  794 
O  let  thy  sacred  43.5 
O  let  us  by  thy  425 
O  let  us  find  th  747 
O  let  us  on  thy  736 
O  let  us  put  on  63<) 
O  let  us  still  pr  232 
O  let  us  thus  go  230 
O  long-exi  ecte  264 
O  Lord,  pieven  :/M 
O  luve,  how  ch  409 
O  love,  thou  bo  378 
O  lovely  atlitud  291 
O  magnify  the  5.">0 
O  make  but  tria  .V*} 
O  make  me  all  477 
O  make  me  a*  4'.»9 
O  make  thy  Ch  688 
O  Master,  'it  is  85 
O  may  I  learn  s37 
O  may  I  hear  t  424 
O  may  I.  Lord,  523 
O  may  I  love  h  837 
O  may  I  reach  78 
O  may  I  efill  fr  479 
O  may  I  triuinp  .579 
O  m.a'y  my  brok  326 
O  may  my  hear  516 
O  may  my  soul  8OO 
O  may  no  gloo  794 
O  may  one  bea  471 
O  may  our  mor  716 
O  may  our  syin  604 
O  may  these' an  663 
O  may  tluse  he  6^6 
O  ma'v  thy  love  321 
O  may  thy  Spir  7113 
O  may  we  all  b  719 
O  may  we  all  i  779 
O  may  we  ever  2:51 
O  may  we  thus  719 
O  melt  this  froz  176 
O  mercy  1  O  me  9(i7 
O  Messenger  of  3<.'9 
O  might  I  now  317 
O  mot  her  dear,  (■)48 
0  multii'lv  thv  222 
O  my  c;...l,  bed  91 
()  my  ofleiided  1^  372 
O  near  to  the  11  867 
O  not  a  joy  orb  <113 
O  on  tlial  day,  591 
O  send  thy  serv  662 
O  shall  not  war  240 
O  siimctimes  h  8«;7 
O  Source  of  un  167 
O  sovereign  Lo  3<i'.« 
O  spread  the  jo  l-'i*) 
O  sweet  and  ble  tn\2 
O  take  this  heft  432 
O  tell  of  his  mi    19 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


429 


O  that  all  may  512 
O  that  beautilu  91kS 
O  that  each  in  t  7(KJ 
O  that  home  of  «i)7 
O  that  I  could  a  3it] 
O  that  I  could  f  3.")*; 
O  that  I  could  t  XW 
Othat  I  could  w  3J6 
O  that  I  never,  808 
O  that  I  now,  f  432 
O  that  I  now  th  411 
O  that  it  now  fr  447 
O  that  my  hear  ,'){)4 
O  that  my  tend  481 
O  that  our  fiiiih  124 
O  ihat  our  light  23;") 
O  that  our  thou  257 
O  that  the  sons  723 
O  that  the  worl  174 
O  that  the  worl  220 
O  that  to  thee  m  481 
O  tliat,  with  hu  X')f> 
Othat,  with  von  132 
O  that  without  6(I0 
O  the  crowning  *HI4 
O  the  lost,  the  826 
O  the  precious  876 
O  the  pure  deli  873 
O  the  rapturous  402 
O  the  sweet  wo  1(>4 
O  the  transport  651 
O  then  to  the  K  867 
O  think  of  the  f  iX)5 
O  thou,  by  who  769 
O  thou  jealous  801 
O  thou,  who  se  322 
O  thou,  whose  200 
O  thou,  whose  i  702 
O  to  grace  how  525 
O  tune  our  tong  245 
O  unexampled  I  141 
O  verdant  fields  906 
O  wash  my  soul  310 
O  watch,  and  fi  578 
O  what  are  all  646 
O  what  hath  loc  Zo2 
O  wheH  shall  t  656 
O  when,  thou  c  649 
O  who  can  ever  20 
O  who  could  be  539 
O  why  should  I  370 
O  wondrous  kn  33 
O  wondrous  lov  346 
O  would  he  mo  645 
O  wouldst  thou  305 
O  wretched  Stat  597 
O  ve  banished  a  4')8 
Obedient  faith  t  434 
Obedient  to  thy  830 
O'erwlielmed  w  430 
Of  all  thou  has  3(i5 
Of  his  deliv'ran  550 
Of  tliaicitvtow  898 
Olt  did  I  with  t  323 
Oft  with  its  fier  655 
On  earth  iheys  892 
On  earth  we  wa  381 
On  me,  on  all,  315 
On  multitudes  6li3 
On  Tabor  tlius  86 
On  the  grave  it  891 
On  the  Tree  of  715 
On  the  wings  of  402 
On  thee  we  flin  82 
On  thee  we  hu  217 
On  this  benight  367 
On  this  glad  da  20.") 
On  us  thy  Fath  159 
On  wings  of  lo  504 
On  your  ear  his  847 
Once  a  sinner,  783 
Once  earthly  jo  416 
One  day  is  as  a  703 
One  da"y  within  253 
One  family  we  582 
One  inexplicabl  5 
One  pri\i legem  196 
One  only  gift  c  514 
One  thin"  dema  299 
•)ne  undivided  3 
One  with  thvsel  130 
Onlv,  O  Loid,  i  792 
Only  thee  cout  443 


Only  waiting,  li  886 
Onward,  then,  575 
Onward  we  go  633 
Open,  Loi-d,  the  4f>0 
Open  mine  eyes  179 
Open  my  faith's  43.3 
Open  tiie  interc  3<'>.') 
Open  their  eves  305 
Open  wide,  6  G  692 
Or  he  deserts  u  513 
Or  if,  on  joyful  473 
Or  if  'tis  everd  913 
Or  worn  by  slo  611 
Other  knowled  391 
Other  refuge  h  3.>t 
Our  Advocate  w  208 
Our  blessed  Lo  272 
Our  brother  the  622 
Our  Captain  lea  210 
Our  cautioned  s  719 
Our  claim  admi  180 
Our  daily  bread  762 
Our  days  are  as  28 
Our  dearest  joy  519 
Our  desp'rate  s  304 
Our  eyes  have  s  586 
Our  Fathei's'  G  72S 
Our  flesh  and  s  4iH) 
Our  glad  hosan  58 
Our  glorious  Le  637 
Our  God,  in  pit  272 
Our  hearts,  O  L  669 
Our  hearts  we  o  247 
Our  life  is  a  dre  7o6 
Our  life  is  hid  752 
Our  life,  while  731 
Our  mourning  i  642 
Our  nature's  tu  3."^ 
Our  numerous  685 
Our  pain  shall  9f)4 
Our  prayers  as  6<VS 
Our  residue  of  711 
Our  restless  spi  157 
Our  sacrifice  is  193 
Our  songs  of  pr  885 
Our  souls  and  b  407 
Our  spirits  drin  244 
Our  thoughts  a  42 
Our  way  to  God  159 
Out  of  great  dis  641 
Over  there,  over  905 

Pain  and  sickne  902 
I'aidou  and  pea  92 
I'ardon  and  pea  239 
I  ardon,  O  God,  798 
Pardoned  for  al  430 
Part  of  mv  frie  885 
Part  of  tliv  na  42 
Partakers  of  t  h  231 
Paschal  Lamb,  129 
Pass  me  not,  O  850 
Pass  me  not,  th  &50 
Peace  and  joy  s  674 
Peace  be  within  197 
Peace  is  on  the  2()5 
Peace  on  earth,  68 
Peace  that  glor  99 
People  and  real  658 
Perfect submiss  860 
Perhaps  he  ma  277 
Permit  them  to  237 
Persist  to  save  477 
Pierce,  fill  me  481 
Pity  and  heal  m  334 
Pity  from  thine  3:')9 
Plenteous  grac  3r>i 
Plenteous  of  gr  1(".7 
Poor  tempest-t  346 
Pour  out  your  s  763 
Power  and  dom  76 
Praise  God,  fro  791 
Praise  God,  fro  800 
Praise  God,  fro  821 
Praise  him,  ext  62 
Praise,  my  soul  148 
Praise  the  God  24 
Praise  the  Lord  24 
Prayer  is  the  b  769 
Prayer  makes  t  766 
Precious  is  the  281 
Precious  name,  876 
Present  we  kuo  732 


Preserved  by  p 
Press  onward  t 
Princes,  this  el 
Pris'ner  of  hop 
Prone  to  waude 
Prostrate  I'll  li 


Quick  as  their  t  397 


Raised  by  his  F 
Raised  on  devot 
Ready  for  all  th 
Ready  for  von  t 
Ready  the  Fath 
Ready  the  Spiri 
Ready  thou  art 
Rebel,  ye  wave 
Rebuild  thy  wa 
Refresh  us  with 
Refining  fire,  go 
Reflect,  thou  h 
Regard  me  with 
Reign  in  me,  L 
Rejoice  in  glori 
Rejoicing  now  i 
Religion  bears  o 
Religion  should 
Remember  all 
Remember,  Lor 
Remember  tliee 
Remember  thee 
Remember  thy 
Remove  this  ha 
Renew  my  will 
Rest  comes  at  1 
Rest  for  mv  sou 
Rest  for  tlie  fev 
Restore,  my  dea 
Restrain  the  bu 
Restraining  pra 
Return,  O  holy 
Return,  O  wand 
Revive  us  again 
Right  through t 
Rise,  Lord,  and 
Rise,  touched  w 
Rivers  of  life  di 
Rivers  of  love  a 
Rivers  to  the  o 
Round  each  ha 

Sages,  leave  yo 
Saints  and  ange 
Saints  before  th 
Salvation,  let  t 
Save  us  in  the 
Saviour  and  Pri 
Saviour,  at  thy 
Saviour,  forgive 
Saviour,  from  t 
Saviour,  hasten 
Saviour,  I  than 
Saviour,  look  d 
Saviour,  may  o 
Saviour,  Prince 
Saviour,  Saviou 
Saviour,  to  me  i 
Saviour,  to  thee 
Saviour,  throu^ 
Saviour,  where 
Saw  ye  not  the 
Say,  '"Live  for 
Say,  shall  we  y 
Say  to  the  slum 
Say  to  thy  gifte 
Scatter  tlie  last 
Scenes  of  sacre 
Seasons,  and  m 
See,  at  thy  thro 
See,  from  all  la 
See,  from  his  h 
See  from  the  ro 
See,  he  lifts  his 
See  heathen  na 
See  him  set  fort 
See  how  beaute 
See  human  nat 
See,  Jesus  stan 
See  me,  Saviou 
See,  on  the  mo 
See  the  Judge 
See  the  short  c 
Seel  the  stream 


See  there,  his  t  89 
See  there  the  s  211 
See  where  it  sh  78 
See,  where  the  222 
Send  some  mes  'M 
Sent  by  my  Lor  270 
Serene  I  laid  ni  795 
Shake  otf  the  b  214 
Shake  otf  the  d  214 
Shall  guilty  fea  367 
Shall  I,  to  soot  224 
Shall  they  ador  l.W 
Shall  we  whose  670 
She  has  landed  914 
Shepherds,  in  t  73 
Short  of  thy  lo  357 
Should  all  the  (•)>«.2 
Should  coming  8^0 
Should  eartli  a  571 
Should  sudden  310 
Should  swia  de  802 
Shout,  all  the  p  5'.H) 
Show  my  forget  311 
Shut  up  in  unb  3(IS 
Simple,  teacha  512 
Since  from  his  VA 
Since  on  this  w  2*i9 
Sing,  every  soul  62 
Sing,  O  sing,  ye  902 
Sing  to  the  Lor  13 
Sink  down,  ye  s  38*( 
Sinners  in  deris  136 
Smnei-s  of  old  t  33;") 
Sinners,  turn,  w  286 
Sinners,  turn,  w  288 
Sinners,  wrung  73 
Sion's  God  is  al  2(M 
Smell  the  swee  736 
Smile,  Lord,  on  656 
So  blooms  the  611 
So  fades  a  sum  6o2 
So  fast  eternity  708 
So,  gracious  S'a  122 
So  I  may  thy  S  443 
So  I'm  watciiin  8^4 
So  Jesus  looke  504 
So  Jesus  slept :  612 
So  let  the  Savio  497 
So  letthv  grace  33 
So  long  "thy  po  462 
So  may  the  un  734 
So  now,  and  til  699 
So  pilgrims,  on  34 
So  shall  I  bless  421 
So  shall  mv  wa  364 
So  shall  thy  ch  41 
So  when  on  Sio  5ti8 
So,  whene'er  th  581 
So  will  I  love  151 
Soar  we  now  w  127 
Sole,  self-existi  54 
Sometimes,  mi  861 
Sons  of  God,  yo  679 
Soon  as  from  ea  5^9 
Soon  as  the  ev'  38 
Soon  as  the  mo  369 
Soon  as  we  dra  325 
Soon,  borne  on  3iK) 
Soon  from  us  t  809 
Soon  shall  I  lea  831 
Soon  shall  our  547 
Soon  shall  the  200 
Soon  shall  the  628 
Soon  shall  we  887 
Soon  will  the  t  5t)4 
Soul,  then  kno  540 
Sovereign  Fath  252 
Speak,  gracious  328 
Speak  gently;  't  911 
Speak  gently  to  911 
Speak  gently  to  912 
Speak,  O  eterna  697 
Speak  to  mv  w  8;58 
Speak  with  tha  3f)2 
Spirit  of  faith,  262 
Spirit  of  faith,  i  487 
Spirit  of  grace  !  254 
Spirit  of  lioline  29 
Spirit  of  light,  188 
Spirit  of  truth,  188 
Spiiit  of  truth  a  676 
Spiinkled  afres  810 
Stand,  then,  in  572 


Stand  up  and  b  8 
Siand  up,  stand  5.^) 
Still  he  waits  fo  846 
Still  heavy  is  th  55<> 
still  hide  me  in  8<W 
Still  hold  my  s  424 
Still  hold  the  s  221 
Still  let  him  wi  4."4t 
Still  let  it  on  t  10 
Still  let  me  till  508 
Still  let  thy  tea  100 
Still  let  us'own  742 
Still,  Lord,  thv  5<1 
Still  niav  1  wal  50,S 
Still  to  the  low  418 
Strike  through  160 
Strive  in  joy  wi  405 
Strive  we,  in  art  737 
Strong  were  thy  212 
Stronger  his  lo  356 
Struggle  throu  840 
Subsists  as  in  us  752 
Such  was  thy  t  79 
Such  wonders  p  22:5 
Suflered  no  mo  761 
Sun,  moon,  and  68<) 
Sure  I  must  fig  566 
Sure,  never  to  312 
Surely,  I  shall  423 
Surely  once  thy  787 
Surely  thou  can  345 
Sweet  bonds  th  745 
Sweet  fields  be  650 
Sweet  hour  of  p  789 
Sweet  is  the  da  2.t8 
Sweet  is  the  m  241 
Sweetly  may  w  743 
Swift  as  the  ea  472 
Swift  I  ascend  388 
Swift  through  t  60 
Swift  to  Its  clos  828 
Swift  to  my  resc  761 

Take  my  poor  h  394 
Take  my  soul  a  43t) 
Take  the  name  876 
Take  up  thy  cr  543 
Take  us  into  th  425 
Teach  all  the  n  215 
Teach  me  the  h  476 
Teach  me  to  liv  800 
Teach  us,  O  Lor  488 
Teach  us  to  lov  73-1 
Tell  how  he  co  13;") 
Tell,  in  seraphi  573 
Tempt  not  my  863 
Ten  thousand  "t  582 
Ten  thousand  t  832 
Tenderesl  bran  459 
Thankful  I  tak  838 
Thanks  for  nier  710 
Thanks  we  give  581 
Th'  apostles  of  579 
Th'  atonement  408 
That  all-compr  786 
That  bears,  un  4.>4 
That  blessed  la  417 
That  blessed  se  3tM 
That  bloody  ba  20f^ 
That  comfort  w  402 
That  eye  is  fixe  75S 
That  gate  ajar  s  853 
That  great  mvs  576 
That  heavenly  168 
That  I  thv  mer  429 
That  long'as  lif  753 
That  man  mav  488 
That  mightv  fa  448 
That  once  loved  610 
That  path  with  43.5 
That  peace  ofG  1()8 
That  power  is  p  758 
That  pri/e,  with  469 
That  promise  m  168 
That  sacred  str  199 
That  thou  cans  3.51 
That  unchanee  897 
That  will  not  m  4">4 
That  word  abov  5.51 
The  angel  of  th  550 
The  apostles  jo  11 
The  bags  are  re  503 
The  beam  that  675 


The  birds,  with  .Vil 
The  blehsing  of  797 
The  bliss  ot  th  414 
The  blood  of  go  112 
The  brightest  t  519 
The  brighinesH  37 
The  chaste  and  ZW 
The  chet-rful  tr  s'n 
The  Christ  by  r  70 
The  Cliuich  tro  688 
The  Church  tri  740 
The  clouds  like  713 
The  consecrate  542 
The  cov'nanl  w  717 
The  cross  our  M  799 
The  dav  glides  397 
The  rav  of  thy  421 
The  deadly  slu  471 
The  dearebt  ido  364 
The  depth  of  al  3W) 
The  dictates  of  56 
The  dread  omni  7(i5 
The  dying  thief  107 
The  earth  could  89 
Tir  Eternal  Sh  625 
The  faith  that  c  174 
The  Father  hea  386 
The  Father,  shi  576 
The  Father,  So  268 
The  ffiudness  of  519 
The  foolish  bui  691 
The  friends  wh  539 
The  gift  unspe  66 
The  gift  which  733 
The  gladness  of  375 
The  glorious  cr  427 
The  glory  of  th  216 
The  gloiT !  the  907 
The  God  "of  Ab  17 
The  God  we  wo  205 
The  godly  fear  2ii9 
The  gosp'el  tru  267 
The  gi-ace  lo  si  29 
The  grace  whic  174 
The  graves  of  a  618 
The  guard  of  al  508 
The  guiltless  3  269 
The  hand  that  173 
The  happv  gate  279 
The  hardness  f  306 
The  heavenly  b  61 
The  heavens"sh  «»04 
The  highest  pi  131 
The  hill  of  Zio  521 
The  holy,  holy  15 
The  holy,  meek  376 
The  Holy  Spiiit  303 
The  holv  to  the  740 
The  hotirs  of  p  ;")37 
Th'  immortal  S  719 
The  joy  of  all  w  131 
The  jovs  and  tr  .524 
The  judgment!  907 
The  KiD"  hims  253 
The  kingdom  is  915 
The  kingdom  t  .530 
The  Lanib  for  s  251 
The  light  of  sm  .531 
The  little  cloud  7-54 
The  little  hills  713 
The  living  brea  242 
The  Lord  has  p  570 
The  Lord  is  rise  116 
The  Lord  make  218 
The  Loi-d,  mv  r  514 
The  Lord  of  "ho  70 
The  Lord,  our  g  198 
The  Lord  pours  14 
The  Lord  revea  282 
The  Lord  shall  216 
The  Loixi  shall  i  214 
The  Lord,  the  52 
The  Lord,  who  48 
The  Lord  vour  216 
The  love  ofChr  222 
The  loveof  Chr  225 
The  M:\ster  is  c  845 
The  meek,  the  100 
The  mistakes  of  848 
The  mite  my  w  5<»3 
The  moment  w  399 
The  more  I  stro  3.50 
The  moruing  s  651 


430 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


The  mounfftins  fiO-'i 
The  names  of  a  122 
Tlie  nations  all  71 
The  oak  sirikes  M7 
Theo'envhelnil  y>'J 
Theojieninj!  he  4til 
Theonler  of  th  jil'j 
The  pain  of  lite  213 
The  pains  of  de  tVxj 
The  ]>ain8,  the  (*\\ 
The  perffCt  wa  419 
The  pre«ent  m  2'.»y 
The  profit  will  170 
The  promised  1  427 
The  prophet  of  77<) 
The  rising  God  >ss 
The  rocks  can  r  327 
The  rocks  could  .s«i 
The  rolling  sun  C><i\ 
The  rougher  ou  4.'>7 
The  rush  of  nu  ,M4 
The  sacred,  iru  244 
The  salnis  I  he  3^i4 
The  sainis,  wl'e  l'-^) 
The  steds  whic  TMiS 
The  f«hi'plu-rd  s  s'M 
The  sighing  on  NVj 
The  sn)ilings  of  .M7 
The  softened  ri  713 
The  Son  of  God  319 
The  songsters  i  9<Ni 
The  soul  of  nia  :i(i3 
The  soul,  of  ori  ♦i3«J 
The  soul  that  o  r^ti 
The  souls  that  741 
The  Spirit  breal  IMt 
The  Spirit  bv  hi  17(i 
The  Spirit  of  co  \)^) 
The  spirit  of  in  7«V4 
The  Sjiirit  of  re  K^) 
The  Spirit  takes  3.>^7 
The  sjiU-ndid  or  .'>24 
The  storm  is  lai  731 
The  storm  that  »i.'5<i 
The  summer  is  S4.'i 
The  summersu  'KK) 
The  summons  g  2*.»ti 
The  Sun  of  rlgh  .•Uil 
The  sunlight  is  yl5 
The  things  eter  S39 
Tilt-  things  off  17(1 
The  things  unk  377 
The  thorn  and  t  s79 
The  tokens  of  t  242 
The  trivial  rou  792 
The  trumpet!  t  <KI7 
The  tjpes  and  f  KCJ 
The  universal  K  22 
Th.'  \ annus  mo  713 
The  veil  is  rent  1(1.3 
The  vineyard  of  2;{2 
The  virtue  of  t  OUl 
The  voice  of  th  ti«»9 
The  watchman  218 
The  wav  the  ho  ;Vj<( 
The  way  Ihoii  h  247 
The  wav  to  hea  ss.T 
The  \\.-1l  of  life  770 
The  whole  <iea  143 
'i  he  whole  trin  IM 
The  winds  and  >^2 
The  w(prd  of  (io  VJfi 
1  he  words  of  h  Z'A 
1  he  woild  can  n  211 
The  world  can  n  .'>,SH 
Ihe  woild  of  w  72:J 
1  he  world  n'<-e  si2 
The  worst  of  all  k'hI 
The  worst  o(  si  34.'» 
The  year  rolls  r  'n^ 
The  young,  the  IM 
Thee  all  the  ch  39 
TliM',  Father,  H  717 
1  liM-,  holy  Fat  3 
Tlue,  in  I'hy  gl  740 
I  hee  may  I  net  .s2.'» 
T  lu-e,  f>nfy  lh«-e  :i37 
Thee,  then,  my  .'i2M 
'I  hee  we  exp<Tt  7tiO 
'i  li«-e,  wh»-n  Ihe  7V) 
Thi-e  while  nia  .'» 
'1  lu-e  whilf  Ihe  31 
I  bee  will  I  lov  47i 


Thee  will  I  pra  71 
Their  hearts  fro  221 
Their  instrume  .'i77 
Their  joy  shall  1««< 
Their  sighs  are  (V>3 
Their ti.ils  are  p  fild 
Them  theSpiiit  r.l3 
Then  all  the  ch  lf.2 
Then  at  last,  w  ^V< 
Then  come  wit  tiSTj 
Then  every  mu  43«l 
Then  fail  this  e  Mi.'> 
Then  I  shall  en  4)°>l 
Then  I  shall  sh  2.\< 
Then  if  this  we  3.-.2 
Tnen  in  a  iiobl  1(17 
Then  is  my  ^t^e  7911 
Then  let  me  on  764 
Then  let  our  h  123 
Then  let  our  so  f.K) 
Then  let  the  la  fil-^ 
Then  let  Ihe  wi  52«i 
Then  let  us  ado  20 
Then  let  us  gat  303 
Then  let  us  gla  42() 
Then  let  us  in  2o() 
Then  let  us  law  752 
Then  let  us  ma  228 
Then  let  us  sit  96 
Then  let  us  wai  230 
Then  love's  sof  606 
Then,  mercy  on  7'.»9 
Then,  my  soul  7S4 
Then,  only  the  174 
Then,  O  my  sou  83 
Then  palms  of  <tO() 
Then,  Saviour,  592 
Then  seek  the  2.>iO 
Then  shall  I  se  2.W 
Then  shall  my  416 
Then  shall  war  Cfii) 
Then  sorrow,  to  539 
Then  the  writin  595 
Then  though  t  523 
Then  wake  you  116 
Then  we  our  pr  712 
Then  when  on  532 
Then,  when  th  5(KI 
Then,  when  th  750 
Then  why,  sine  151 
Then  will  I  tea  324 
Then  will  I  tell  3.50 
Then,  with  my  473 
Then  with  the  ^24 
Then  within  th  7(K) 
Thence  he  aros  618 
There  all  the  s  622 
There  are  depth  873 
There  faith  lifts  f<V) 
There  tragi  ant  f  6.35 
There  for  me  th  :>>8 
There  garlands  511 
There  gen'rous  651 
There  happier  b  649 
There  his  trium  121 
There  I  shall  b  .571 
There  is  a  calm  tVK) 
There  is  a  daik  5.36 
There  is  a  day  ,'»31 
There  is  adeatn  .588 
There  is  a  gulf  .5.36 
There  is  a  home  (W) 
There  is  a  place  767 
There  is  a  scene  767 
There  is  a  strea  199 
There  is  Wi-lco  27 
There  is  a  wr)rl  617 
There  is  an  arm  75'< 
There  is  my  ho  h.'!9 
There  is  no  seer  7"^) 
Tlieie  is  rest  for  9(i2 
There  is  the  thr  6.'.2 
There  is  welco  27 
There  let  it  for  515 
There  let  the  w  473 
Th«re  let  us  all  Id 
There  sate  shal  7^f< 
There  shall  I  of  P.i6 
There  shed  thy  314 
There  swee)*  n  •1.39 
There  the  pom  I2i'. 
There  Ihe  hlllih  h'lN 
There,  Iheie  ou  7o7 


There  we  shall  230 
There  with  ben  8 
There  with  nni  278 
There  your  exa  119 
Thei^'s  a  balm  ,s.'i6 
These  are  the  j  392 
These  ashes,  to  6(i6 
These  lively  ho  619 
These  sacred  w  282 
These  temples  690 
These  walls  we  694 
Thev  come!  th  661 
Thev  die  in  Jes  614 
Thev  marked  t  (a: 
Thev-  mourn  th  379 
Thev  scorn  to  a  397 
They  stand,  th  (t[>2 
TheV  sutler  wit  131 
Thev  tell  the  tr  1.13 
Thev  that  be  w  3.3() 
They  watch  for  219 
Thine  everlasti  .554 
Thine  inward  w  l,s5 
Thine  shall  tor  7('t2 
Thine,  wholly  t  771 
Thine  would  I  829 
Think  of  thy  so  349 
This  awful  God  521 
This  blessed  w  579 
This  day  God  w  8<)7 
This  eucharisti  246 
This  "lorious  h  751 
This  happiness  8,39 
This  heavenly  c  2.57 
This  instant  no  125 
This  inward,  di  177 
This  is  mv  stor  8()0 
This  is  the  day  2-56 
This  is  the  grac  .388 
This  is  the  vict  211 
This  13  the  way  3.V) 
This  is  Ihv  will  317 
This  lamp,  thr  684 
This  life's  a  die  6.38 
This  only  thing  207 
This  only  woe  I  192 
This  precious  t  877 
Those  are  the  p  147 
Those  chaiacte  122 
Those  feeble  ty  112 
Those  holy  gate  640 
Those  mighty  o  42 
Those  trees  eac  648 
Thou  all  our  w  .'>2".( 
Thou  art  a  (iod  793 
Thou  art  comin  7s2 
Thou  art  gone  t  (•>2() 
Thou  ail  my  ev  144 
Thou  art  our  h  699 
Thou  art  theea  K3 
Thou  art  the  g  699 
Thou  art  the  L  81 
Thou  art  these  517 
Thou  art  the  T  81 
Thou  art  the  w  M 
Thou  ait  Ihy.sel  604 
Thou  awful  Jii  .5'.i6 
Thou,  by  thy  Iw  317 
Thou  callest  m  46«) 
Thou  canst  not  .5(K1 
Thou  canst,  ih  342 
Thou  didst  one  78.3 
Thou  eveiywhe  5.M 
Thou  great  and  772 
Thou  hast  boiig  tMu 
Thou  hast  help  783 
Thou  hiwt  my  f  4.'Kt 
Till  III  ha-.tobiai  3.32 
TIk.u  hast  on  u  .3*°) 
Thou  ha.st  prom  6.*.7 
Thoii  hast  prom  711] 
Thou  hast  rede  1(7 
Thou  hast  voiic  707 
Thou  hear'sl  m  342 
Thou  kiK.w'st  I  4'.K) 
Thou  luiow'st  n  .'<(N| 
Thou  know'sl  t  :v.') 
Thou,  Lord,  th  ln'^ 
Thou  loving,  al  'Jl 
Thou  Man  of  gr  k3 
Thou  my  <l«iTy  .Vih 
Thou  mv  one  t  45} 
Thou,  0  C  hi  ist,  3.'>4 


Thou,  O  mv  Sa  151 
Thou  on  the  Lo  .V4 
Thou  only  kno  4!4 
Thou  our  faithf  249 
Thou  seest  my  372 
Thou  seest  ouV  .\% 
Thou  seest  tern  7(i3 
Tliou  Shalt  see  &•<* 
Thou  spix'.ids't  806 
Thou,  the  sprin  .s.52 
Thou  wailest  to  46 
Thou,  who  bad  595 
Thou,  who  dids  676 
Thou  who  hast  'Hi 
Thou,  whose  al  8^19 
Though  cast  do  62:? 
Though  coming  8.5s 
Though  dark  a  6.\5 
Though  dead  t  4t>.') 
Though,  dear  L  868 
Though  destru  802 
Though  earth  m  624 
Though  earthly  62.5 
Though  high  ab  8 
Though  I  liave  192 
Though  in  a  ba  40 
Though  in  a  for  547 
Though  in  the  40 
Though  late,  I  3;$() 
Though  like  th  473 
Though  long  t  82 
Though  n inner  i;i« 
Though  our  sin  722 
Though  raised  t  122 
Though  the  nig  8<)2 
Though  the  sou  ]!< 
Though  they  le  8<>8 
Though  to-day  623 
Though  unseen  3.'<9 
Thrice  blessed,  576 
Thrice  Holy,  th  57 
Through  aU  ete  832 
Through  all  th  810 
Through  all  th  824 
Through  earth  687 
Through  every  625 
Through  every  8.52 
Through  grace  2'.i5 
Through  grace  I  8.^1 
Through  many  570 
Through  much  211 
Through  thee  w  7."»2 
Through  this  c  87S 
Through  waves  378 
Throughout  th  390 
Throughout  the  46 
Thus  do  I  my  b  8.% 
Thus  does  th'  e  77 
Thus  humbly  t  762 
Thus  later  sain  23.S 
Thus,  Lord,  w  h  2.V) 
Thus  low  the  L  114 
Thus  might  I  h  344 
Thus  on  I  he  he  817 
Thus  present,  s  5.V.t 
Thus  safely  mo  69 
Thus  shall  the  48 
Thus  shall  web  4'.H( 
Thus  spoke  the  61 
Thus  star  bv  st  617 
Thus  though  t  (A\\ 
Thus  till  my  la  .34 
Thus  when  lite  820 
Thus  when  Ihe  H14 
Thus,  while  his  312 
Thus  would  my  795 
Thy  nll-siindii  .13 
Thy  body  broke  243 
Thy  bountiful  c  19 
Thy  choice  and  5«>2 
Thy  chosen  tem  2.'>4 
Thy  coii<les<eii  32*.! 
Thy  Father  and  ItiO 
Thy  lavor  and  t  7.«>6 
Thy  flesh,  peih  2s4 
Thy  f.^-8  might  1.50 
Thy  gifts,  alas,  4.'iO 
Thy  gloiions  na  36 
Thy  goodness  n  46 
Thy  grace  still  l.V) 
Thv  grace  wilh  6.'!6 
Thy  holy  will  h  KIO 
Thy  judgments  327 


Thv  kingdom  c  762 
Thy  laws.  O  Go  160 
Thy  love  the  co  421 
Thy  loving,  po  315 
Thy  mercy  neve  35 
Thy  meritoiiou  112 
Thy  mighty  na  1.58 
Thy  name  to  m  412 
Thy  nature  be  417 
Thy  ofleiing  sti  124 
Thy  only  loved  iV. 
Thy  power,  and  3.% 
Thy  promise  is  346 
Thy  providence  726 
Thy  providence  49 
Thy  ransomed  s  437 
Thy  saints  in  a  566 
Thy  sanctifying  429 
Thy  secret  "voic  .520 
Thy  shining  gr  517 
Thy  sovereign  g  39<t 
Thy  surt 'rings,  245 
Thy  truth  uiic  1.57 
Thy  utmost  me  373 
Thv  walls  are  m  f>4S 
Thy  will  by  me  42;J 
Thy  woixl  i's  eve  681 
Till  then  I  wou  153 
Till  thou  anew  481 
Till  thou  into  448 
Till  thou  thy  p  764 
Till  we  meet,  ti  918 
Time,  like  an  e  .583 
Time  to  repent  707 
'Tis  but  in  part  45 
'Tis  done,  the  g  827 
'Tis  done  the  p  94 
'Tis  done,  thou  449 
'Tis  finished!  A  KKJ 
'Tis  God's  all-a  469 
'Tis  he  forgives  6 
'Tis  he  siiiiport  796 
'Tis  Jesus  calls  8.V 
'Tis  Jesus  the  fi  23 
'Tis  Jesus  who  8.'>8 
'Tis  like  the  oil  748 
'Tis  like  tliesu  681 
'Tia  Love!  'tis  361 
'Tia  midnight;  lid 
'Tis  not  a  cause  219 
'Tis  not  enough  419 
'Tis  not  that  m  5;is 
'Tis  palsy,  plag  s56 
'Tis  pleasant  as  748 
'Tis  prayer  sup  774 
'Tis  thee  1  love  16;5 
'Tis  therewith  t  5(i6 
'Tis  thine  a  hea  32s 
'Tis  thine,  the  b  174 
To  be  there,  to  882 
To  each  thecov  717 
To  follow  his  c  4.5('> 
To  God,  and  to  871 
To  God,  the  Fa  794 
To  hear  the  sor  327 
To  heaven  the  154 
To  him  continu  119 
To  him  that  in  377 
To  Jesus  may  w  ?.•<.• 
To  Jesus,  our  a  166 
To  keen  the  fea  245 
Toour  bountifu  8'.'() 
To  our  Kedeeni  l(i2 
To  praise  a  Tri  2 
To  pray,  and  w  719 
To  purest  jovs  396 
To  real  holmes  4:50 
To  save  a  world  92 
To  scorn  Ihe  se  528 
To  seek  thee  al  4.52 
To  serve  and  bl  723 
To  shame  our  h  I(v5 
To  spread  Ihe  r  142 
To  lake  aglinip  392 
To  that  Jeiusal  644 
To  that  my  lisi  .')<i3 
To  the  blest  loll  343 
Tolhegn-at  f)n  I 
To  I  he  great  On  697 
Tolheealoml  a  II 
To  I  hee,  an.l  111  517 
To  I  hee,  dearest  .V.7 
To  thee  for  relu  80(1 


Totlieel  tell  m  .\33 
To  thee  insepar  743 
To  thee  my  last  333 
To  thee  my  snir  517 
To  thee  our  11  u  377 
To  thee  shall  c  421 
To  thee  the  glo  iM 
To  them  the  cr  131 
To  this  dear  CO V  241 
To  this  temple,  689 
To  this  the  joyf  675 
To  those  who  w  229 
To  thy  lienign,  57 
To  thv  sure  lov  .56 
To  us  a  t^hild  o  64 
To  us,  O  Lord,  t  .53 
To  us  the  sacre  4.53 
To  you,  in  Davi  61 
To-day  attend  h  7 
To-daV  he  rose  2«>l 
Together  in  his  2»(rt 
Together  let  us  7.'W 
To-nioriow'ssu  272 
Too  much  to  th  pNt 
Touch  me,  and  76.5 
Touched  bv  Ihe  742 
Touched  w"iih  a  123 
Tiaimuil  amid  a  6.V> 
Tiemhle  our  he  10 
Trials  make  the  .5.15 
Trials  must  and  .535 
Trininnhant  ho  2 
True,  lis  a  stra  472 
Truly  blessed  is  4110 
Tiuth  from  the  71 
Tune  your  harp  113 
Trusting  onlv  1  .s52 
Turn  b.ick  our  770 
Turn,  Christian  .586 
Turn,  mortal,  t  .586 
"Twas  a  heaven  402 
'Twa.s  mace  tlia  .570 
'Twas  lie  who  c  166 
'Twas  sown  in  628 
'Twas  thro'  the  465 
'Twill  profit  the  845 

Unchangeable,  ,32 
I'nder  the  shad  .5(>3 
Unfathomable  d  32 
Unite  the  pair  s  698 
Unsustained  by  459 
Unwearied  may  409 
Up  into  thee,  o  7.5(1 
Up  to  her  court  197 
Up  to  that  worl  ^87 
Up  to  the  beauti  890 
Up  to  the  citv  w  f;yo 
Up  to  the  hills  793 
Uphold  me  in  t  474 
Upon  me  lay  th  797 
Upon  the  bridal  812 
Us  inU)  closet  u  747 
Us  into  thy  pro  739 

Vain  in  thenise  112 
Vain  the  stone  127 
Vainly  we  oiler  72 
Vessels  of  nier  214 
Vouchsafe  us  e  358 

Waff,  waft,  ye  670 
Wait,  then,  niv  .5«'iO 
Wake,  and  lift  u  791 
Waked  bv  the  t  .VJ 
Waken,  6  GikI,  708 
Waken,  O  Lord  585 
Walk  wilh  met  600 
Warn  me  of  ev  30 
Was  it  forcrim  344 
Wash  me,  and  408 
Wash  out  its  st  ^3| 
Watch  by  the  s  822 
Watch,  'tis  you  483 
Watchman,  tell  678 
We  all  may,  lik  .V.l 
We  all  partake  7.13 
We  are  now  his  42.S 
We  are  thine,  d  7(tl 
We  are  traveliu  4.58 
We  how  before  302 
We  bring  the  tr  6<t4 
We  bring  them  237 
Wo  cannot  spca  529 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  STANZAS. 


431 


We  come  great  Id 
We  for  liis  sake  7.')5 
We,  for  whom  470 
We,  for  whose  470 
We  have  a  liou  63() 
We  have  laid  u  S13 
We  laugh  to  sc  7:59 
We  lay  our  gar  N).'5 
We  meet  throu  titW 
We  meet  with  o  188 
We  never  will  t  717 
W'e  part  in  bod  7.')2 
We  praise  thee  727 
We  praise  thee  WW 
We  read  the  he  2S2 
We  see  the  bio  244 
We  shall  sing  o  8;i6 
We  siiall  sleep,  yo3 
We  share  our  in  7.'>1 
We  soul)  shall  r  770 
We  speak  of  its  882 
We  taste  thee,  l.')7 
We  thauk  thee  720 
We  too  with  hi  24t> 
We  trust  not  in  7.'>3 
We  who  in  Chri  i^O 
Weak  is  the  etf  l.')3 
Weary,  sin-sick  646 
Weep  o'er  your  91 
Welcon)eall  by  149 
We'll  crowd  th  55 
We'll  gird  our  1  880 
Well  might  the  344 
Well  pleased  th  31-') 
Well,  the  delig  139 
Were  earth  a  tli  07 
We'ie  going  to  S83 
Were  haU  tlieb  700 
Were  I  possess  !'AS 
We're  soldiers,  7.>l 
Were  the  whole  102 
What  are  our  w  394 
What  brought  t  892 
What  did  tliine  340 
What  empty  tb  518 
What  have  I  th  321 


What  he  for  hia  98 
What  if  a  stern  770 
What  is  it  keep  3.31 
What  peaceful  ',ii'A 
What  shall  I  sa  3;M 
Wlial  shall  soo  290 
What  should  I  rx>i4 
What  then  is  li  224 
What  thou,  my  90 
What  though  i  38 
What  though  J  532 
What  though  m  3(')0 
What  though  t  070 
What  though  t  091 
What  though  y  715 
What!  to  be  ba  597 
Wliat  troubles  228 
What  we  have  f  380 
Whate'er  I  say  487 
Whate'er  in  me  507 
Whate'er  our  p  383 
Whate'er  thou  745 
When  against  s  347 
Wlien  anxious  c  831 
When  black  the  536 
Wliea  by  the  dr  731 
W^hen  darkness  849 
When  death  o'  831 
When  death  th  145 
Wiien  drooping  82 
When  duty's  p  549 
W'hen  each  can  735 
When  ends  life  398 
When,  free  fro  73.5 
When  from  its  093 
When  from  the  337 
When  gladness  818 
When  God  is  m  414 
When  God  ma  202 
When  he  first  t  679 
When  he  lived  75 
When  he  the  t  2.51 
When  heaven  a  2\> 
When  here  thy  693 
When  I  pray  or  302 
When  I  tread  t  460 


When  I  wa.s  sin  871 
When  in  ecsla.s  loj 
When  in  the  su  40 
When  Jesua  m  422 
When  joy  no  lo  5.J9 
When  life  sink  501 
When  nature  f  832 
When  nature  s  347 
When  nature's  510 
When  no  eye  it  <i8 
Wlien  on  Ualva  lot 
W'hen  on  Zion  270 
When  once  it  e  081 
When  once  tho  14() 
When  our  days  19(1 
When  our  eaVt  784 
When  pain  o'er  5<)8 
When  rising  tlo  .534 
When  shall  1  r  651 
When  shall  1  s  446 
When  shall  lov  887 
When  shall  the  649 
When  shriv'lin  591 
When  sorrows  b  3.5 
When  streams  748 
When  temptati  403 
When  that  illu  .500 
When  the  mos  504 
When  the  Jud"  21H) 
When  the  softd  822 
When  the  sun  101 
When  the  woe  101 
When  the  worl  290 
When  this  mor  403 
When  thou,  O  320 
When  through  f  546 
When  through  t  546 
When  to  the  cr  243 
When  to  the  ri  480 
When  to  the  rig  750 
When  trouble,  1  138 
When  troubles  lyO 
When  we  asnn  751 
When  we  in  da  547 
When  we  see  a  903 
Whene'er    you  881 


Wliereall  our  t  232 
Wliere  am  I  no  32.3 
Where  dost  tho  370 
Where  is  the  bl  3»)4 
Where  is  the  K  89 
Where  pure,  es  213 
Where  the  gold  072 
Where  the  sain  047 
Wherever  in  th  544 
While  at  thy  cr  4.3.S 
While  gazing  o  <M) 
While  God  invi  300 
While  grace  is  307 
While  ouiltdist  325 
While  he  aflbrd  527 
While  here  in  t  745 
While  I  concea  379 
While  I  draw  t  loti 
While  in  this  r  4.34 
While  in  thy  w  683 
While  life's  da  398 
While  pity  pro  609 
While  the  ange  389 
While  the  Holv  290 
While  thee,  afl  32 
While  thou  art  505 
While  thou  did  80 
While  we  seek  2.59 
While  with  my  30 
While  yet  his  a  240 
While  yet  the  I  770 
Whiter  than  sn  857 
Whither,  Owhi  47 
Who  bow  to  Ch  209 
Who  can  lesolv  589 
Who  is  the  Kin  121 
Who  made  my  510 
Who  suffer  wit  570 
Who  thee  bene  3f»5 
Who  thus  our  f  240 
Who  trusting  in  598 
Who,  who  wou  647 
Whoe'er  lo  the  321 
Whom  have  I  o  451 
Whose  glory  to  2 
Why  ahouldls  649 


Why  should  th  5.VI 
Wliy  should  we  4« 
Why  should  we  618 
Why  will  you  b  274 
Why  will  vou  i  297 
Why  wouldst  t  5«i5 
Wide  as  the  n-a  307 
Wide  as  the  wo  .55 
Will  angel  ban  r>s\i 
Will  gilts  delig  321 
Will  he  forsake  310 
Will  she,  then,  841 
Wilt  thou  not  y  '.HM 
Wisdom  divine  390 
With  ardent  ey  .524 
With  boldness,  773 
With  gifts  of  gr  812 
With  heart,  and  772 
With  him  I  on  613 
With  his  serap  25 
With  Israel's  m  662 
With  joy  like  h  114 
With  joy  the  ch  00 
With  joy  the  K  387 
With  my  burde  782 
With  my  subst  677 
With  outstretch  471 
With  pitying  ey  1.55 
With  rapture  s  45 
With  shouting  915 
With  simple  fai  328 
With  softening  316 
With  thee  conv  400 
With  us  thou  a  760 
With  whom  dos  56 
Without  reserv  48 
Witnesses  that  737 
Work,  for  the  n  910 
^Vorship,  honor  129 
Worthy  is  He  t  70 
Worthy  the  La  143 
Would  not  min  4*Ki 
Would   not  my  496 

Ye  chosen  seed  132 
Ye  dwellers  ia  626 


Ye  fearful  saint  43 
Ye  Iriends  of  Z  871 
Ye  Gentile  Sinn  132 
Ye  nations,  ben  51 
Yeainnere,  com  283 
Ye  Hinnera  seek  2ys 
Ye  alavea  of  sin  267 
Ye  sons  of  men  2l« 
Ye  that  round  o  10.5 
Ye  weary,  heav  H63 
Ye  who  "have  ao  267 
Ye  winged  sera  871 
Yea,  Amen,  let  163 
Yea,  and  before  521 
Yea,  let  it.  Lord  181 
Yea,  let  men  ra  224 
Yea,  when  this  .570 
Yes,  "  by  and  b  yort 
Yes,  every  secre  .5<»6 
Yes!  I  hasten  f  917 
Yes,  the  thristi  621 
Y'es,  thou  art  ui  5.57 
Yes,  thou  art  p  1.56 
Yet  all  these  tr  223 
Yet  glorified  by  .598 
Yet  hast  thoun  720 
Yet  I  may  love  16 
Yet  I  mourn  m  362 
Yet  like  an  idle  708 
Yet,  Lord,  whe  .533 
Yet  not  thus  ho  606 
YetO  the  chief  192 
Yet,0  the  riche  363 
Yet  save  a  trem  310 
Yet  still  ourele  86 
Yet  still  to  his  9<»y 
Yet  these,  new  611 
Yet  thou  art  oft  7.59 
Yet  though  I  h  145 
Yet  where  our  482 
Yet  when  the  f  742 
Your  faith  by  h  119 
Your  guides  an  763 
Your  real  life,  119 
Your  way  is  da  2'.i7 
Yvulh  ou  lengt  715 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS, 


HYMN 

A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King 324 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 486 

A  few  more  yeai-s  shall 603 

A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God 551 

A  thousand  oraeles  divine 2 

Abide  with  me,fiist  foils  the  eventide.. .  828 

According  to  thy  gracious  word 243 

Ah  !  I^rd,  with' trembling  I  confess 491 

Ah  !  whither  should  I  go 331 

Al;is !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 344 

All  hail  the  i)ower  of  Jesus'  name 132 

All  i)raise  to  our  redeeming  Lord 733 

All  praise  to  the  Lamb!  Accepted  I 404 

All  i)raise  to  thee^  my  God,  this  night. ..  800 

All  things  are  ready 855 

Almighty  God  of  love 662 

Amazing  grace !  how  sweet  the  sound . . .  570 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross? 566 

And  am  I  born  to  die? 589 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die? 593 

And  are  we  yet  alive  ? 228 

And  can  I  yet  delay  ? 330 

And  let  our  l)odies  pail 232 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 646 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought . . .  596 

And  nmst  this  body  die 619 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 718 

•And  will  the' great,  eternal  God 694 

And  will  the  Judge  descend 298 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found 372 

Angel  of  covenanU.Ki  grace 830 

Angels  from  the  realms  of 73 

Angels  your  march  opi)ose 210 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done 257 

Api)roach,  mv  soul,  the  mercy-seat 346 

Are  you  stjiying,  safely  staying 847 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 386 

Arise,  my  tt^'ud'rest  thought'',  arise 301 

Arm  of  th(>  Iy)rd,  awake,  awake 213 

Around  tlu;  throne  of  (Jod  in 892 

Ah  pant*^  the  hart  for  cocjling  streams. ..  353 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed.. 599 

Assembled  at  thy  great  command 668 

Author  of  faith, "eternal  Word 377 

Autiior  of  faith,  to  thee  I  crv 308 

Autlior  of  good,  we  rest  on  tViee 548 

Author  of  our  salvation,  thee 244 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 573 

(432) 


HTSm 

Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake 214 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 791 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays 138 

Awake,  my  soul!  stretch  everv nerve. ..  469 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  clay 798 

Awake,  our  souls !  away,  our  fears 472 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound 384 

Away !  my  needless  fears 555 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear 552 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear 642 

Baptized  into  thv  name 235 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here 479 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 55 

Before  the  throne  my  Saviour 125 

Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door 291 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive 77 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 147 

Behold  the  morning  sun 461 

Behold  the  mountiun  of  the  I^rd 675 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind 94 

Behold  the  sure  Foundation-stone 691 

Behold  thy  temple,  God  of  Grace 693 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace 382 

Behold  where  in  a  mortal  form 142 

Being  of  beings,  God  of  love 771 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 526 

Beyond  the  smiling  and  the 889 

Bid  me  of  men  beware 494 

Blessed  assurance,  Jesus  is  mine 860 

Blest  are  the  j^ure  in  heart 418 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 817 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  hear  and 198 

Blest  be  our  everlasting  Lord 36 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 231 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  ])inds 751 

Blest  liour  when  mort;\l  man 757 

IMow  ve  the  trumpet,  blow 267 

Bound  ujion  th'  accui-sed  tree 93 

Brief  life  is  here  our  ]>ortion 654 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the. . .  72 

P.v  cool  Siloam's  shadv  rill 702 

By  faith  I  to  the  fountain  lly Ill 

Bv  faith  I  view  mv  Saviour 877 

By  thy  birth  and  by  thy  teai-s 348 

Calle*!  from  above,  I  rise 108 

Calm  on  the  )><)-( )m 615 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


433 


Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 

Celestial  Dove,  come  from  above 

Cheered  with  thy  converse,  Lord,  I 

Children  of  the  lieavenly  King 

Christ  for  the  world  we  sing 

Christ,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow . . 

Christ  is  made  the  sure 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join 

Come  away  to  the  skies 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.. . 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. .. 
Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.. . 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning  fire . 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  in  love 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire. . . 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast. 
Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue. 
Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue. 
Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs. . . 
Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above . . . 

Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine 

Come,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe 

Come,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine . . 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit 

Come,  O'my  God,'the  promise  seal. . . 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord 

Come,  0  thou  God  of  grace 

Come,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart. . 

Come,  0  thou  Traveler  unknown 

Come,  0  ye  sinners,  to  your  Lord 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress . . 

Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take . 

Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above 

Come,  sinnei*s,  to  the  gospel  feast 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 

Come,  thou  almighty  King 

Come,  thou  everlasting  Spirit 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. . 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 

Come  to  the  morning  prayer 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye. . . 

Come,  ye  saints,  look  here 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord ' 

Come,  ye  weary  sinners,  come 

Comfort,  ye  ministers  of  grace 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 

Creator,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 


Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the. . 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy. 
Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust.'. . 

Day  by  day  the  manna  fell , 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders. 

Day  of  wrath,  0  dreadful  dav 

28 


4G8 
179 
407 
458 
91G 
743 
689 
127 
737 
813 
233 
786 
698 
175 
182 
189 
171 
176 
178 
277 
706 
457 
143 
582 
256 
717 
295 
421 
782 
449 
12 
304 
697 
425 
360 
269 
576 
775 
435 
270 
7 
1 
248 
525 
778 
788 
294 
117 
273 
521 
287 
216 
554 
167 

84 
212 
661 
558 
629 
595 


Death  rides  on  every 5S(> 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest 531 

Delay  not,  delay  not 275 

Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be 368 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 319 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Ix>rd 4\U) 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near, , .   221 

Dread  Jehovah,  God  of 722 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song. .  810 
Drooping  souls,  no  longer 281 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay 34 

Eartli,  rejoice,  our  Lord  is  King 12S 

Equip  me  for  the  war 837 

Ere  mountains  reared  their 53 

Eternal  depth  of  love  divine 56 

Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode 31 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 716 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan 227 

Fade,  fade,  each  earthlv  jov 863 

Fading,  still  fading,  the  las't 811 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known 205 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world, be. .  203 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee 819 

Father,  at  thy  footstool  see 744 

Father,  behold  with  gracious  eyes 315 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines 42 

Father,  I  dare  believe 438 

Father,  I  know  that  all  my  life 544 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee 345 

Father,  I  wait  before  thy  throne 314 

Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  so 333 

Father,  if  justly  still  we  claim 180 

Father,  in  whom  we  live 29 

Father,  into  thy  hands  alone 833 

Father  of  all,  in  whom  alone 683 

Father  of  heaven,  whose  love 50 

Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord 434 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 6Si\ 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace 504 

Father,  our  hearts  we  lift 6C^ 

Father,  Son,  and  Holv  Ghost,  One 436 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  Thy 929 

Father,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift. 529 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 545 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be 408 

Forever  with  the  Lord 631 

Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lord,  I  go 825 

Forward  be' our  watch-word 574 

Fountain  of  life,  to  all  below 770 

Friend  after  friend  departs 61 7 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 659 

From  all  the  dark  places 915 

From  every  stormy  wind  that 767 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 670 

From  the  cross  the  blood  is  falling 99 

Gentle  stranger,  fearless  come 814 

Gently,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 4().') 

Give  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart 432 

Give  me  the  win.irs  of  faith  to  rise 637 


434 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


Give  to  the  Father  \)nu<c 923 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 556 

Giver  and  cruardian  of  my  sleep 797 

Giver  of  coneord,  Prince  of  i>eace 747 

(Tlorions  thinu's  of  thee  are  spoken 20G 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 252 

CtO  labor  on ;  spend  and  l)e  spent 501 

Go,  i)reaeli  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord. .  215 

Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted 024 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious 026 

Go  to  thy  rest,  fair  child 607 

(to  when  the  morning  shineth 918 

G<j,  ye  messengers  of  God r)72 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again 918 

God  bless  ouriiative  land 729 

God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear? 292 

God  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 202 

God  is  in  this  ami  every  place o22 

God  is  love ;  his  mercy 26 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 199 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 43 

God  of  all  c(3nsolation 752 

God  of  all  grace  and  majesty 508 

God  of  all  i)Ower,  and  truth,  and  grace . .  429 

God  of  almighty  love 487 

God  of  eternal  truth  and  grace 448 

God  of  eternal  truth  and  love 234 

God  of  love,  that  hear'st  the  prayer 746 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days. . .  831 
God  of  my  life,  Avhose  gracious  power. .  47 
Good  is  the  Lord,  the  lieavenly  King. .  713 

Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound 161 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shake 484 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 201 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim. . .  772 

Great  God  of  nations,  now 727 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 656 

Great  God,  to  me  the  sight  afford 52 

(Jreat  is  our  redeeming  Lord 204 

Great  is  the  I^jrd  our  God 690 

(ireat  Jehovah !  we  adore  thee 928 

(ireat  Spirit,  bv  whose 1 85 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 4()0 


Hail!  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 3 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 126 

Hail !  thou  once  <lesi)ised  Jesus 129 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's 673 

Hail  U)  the  ]/)r(rH  anointed 6(50 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended 840 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace. . .  396 

Hai)py  the  sotils  to  Jcsiis  joined 740 

Hark!  a  voice  divides  IIk^  sky 61.3 

Hark !  a  voic^c  from  Ivlen 891 

Hark!  from  tin;  tombs  a  doleful  sound. .  587 

Hark !  hark,  my  soul,  angelic  songs 633 

Hark!  liow  th(i  wat<'hmen  cry 209 

Hark !  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord 385 

Hark!  t^'U  thousand  harjjs  and i:)7 

Hark!  the  glad  sound,  the  .Saviour 58 


Hark !  the  hemld  'angels  sing 63 

Hark !  the  song  of  jubilee 671 

Hark !  the  voice  of  Jesus  calling 489 

Hark !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 113 

Hark !  what  mean  those  holy ' 68 

Hapten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time 666 

IListen,  sinner,  to  be  wise 289 

He  comes!  he  comes!  the  Judge 590 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinnei-s  dies 88 

He  leadeth  me,  O  blessed  thought 861 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven 614 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God 49 

High  on  his  everlasting  throne 222 

Ho!  every  one  that  thirst^,  draw  nigh. .  271 
Holy  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord . . . .  433 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Jjn'd,  is  none 54 

Holy  CJhost,  dispel  our  sadness 186 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine 187 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 5 

Holy,  holy,  holy, Lord  God  Almighty. .       4 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  confess 80 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive 442 

Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Guide 190 

How  are  thy  servants  blest 731 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 218 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies . .  ()02 

How  can  a  sinner  know 380 

How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King 395 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 197 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round . . ,  805 
How  lirm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of. . .  546 

How  gentle  God's  commands 553 

How  great  the  wisdom,  i)Ower,  and 133 

How  hai)py  arc  the  newborn  race 399 

How  hai)py  are  they  Who  their 402 

How  hajipy  every  child  of  grace 644 

How  hai)py  is  the  i)ilgrim's  lot 839 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine 236 

How  lost  was  my  condition 856 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 203 

How  i)recious  is  the  book  divine 684 

How  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings. . .  223 

How  sad  our  statc^  by  nature  is 343 

How  shall  a  lost  sinner  in  jxain 371 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their (581 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the 735 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds. .  153 
How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound. .  74 
How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  houi-s. . .  505 
How  vain  are  all  things  here  below. . . .  519 


I  am  coming  to  the  cross 864 

I  am  far  frae  mv  hame 8S4 

I  am  thine,  ()  T^ord 873 

I  ask  the  gift  of  righteousness 342 

I  have  read  of  a  beautiful  city 901 

I  hear  thy  welcouM;  voice 858 

I  hear  thy  word  with  love 30 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 843 

I  know  that  mv  Kedeemer  lives  and. . .  413 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


485 


I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  what. .   118 

I  long  to  behold  him  arrayed 043 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 194 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 820 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 875 

I  need  thee  every  hour 8-31 

I  saw  a  wayworn  traveler 900 

I  shall  not  want 541 

I  the  good  fieht  have  fought 579 

I  think  when  I  read 909 

I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God . .  394 

I  want  a  principle  within 478 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep 854 

I  was  once  far  away  from  the  Saviour. .  859 

I  will  sing  you  a  song 897 

I  worship  thee,  most  gracious 549 

I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'st  1 412 

I  would  not  live  alway 647 

If  human  kindness  meets  return 240 

If,  Lord,  I  have  acceptance  found 424 

I'll  praise  m y  jNIaker  while  I've  breath . .     14 

I'm  a  pilgrim  and 898 

In  age  and  feebleness  extreme 835 

In  every  time  and  place 456 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight 312 

In  some  way  or  other 805 

In  the  Christian's  home  in 902 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 101 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth 280 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God 537 

Infinite  God,  to  thee  we  raise 39 

It  is  not  death  to  die 627 

It  may  be  far,  it  may  be  near .  900 

It  may  not  be  our  lot  to  wield 482 

Jehovah,  God  the  Father,  bless 403 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 049 

Jerusalem,  the  golden,  with 052 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise 230 

Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb 451 

Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lord 249 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 495 

Jesus,  answer  from  above 359 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command 242 

Jesus  comes  with  all  his  grace 428 

Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  cup 91 

Jesus,  gracious  One,  calleth 840 

Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep 739 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  live 450 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 150 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 540 

Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-day 339 

Jesus  is  our  common  Lord 400 

Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  cross 800 

Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers  shine 498 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 300 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee 810 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 354 

Jesus,  my  advocate  above 309 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone 350 


Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  api)ly 441 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend 351 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  . . .  502 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend 4.'*0 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 777 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way 470 

Jesus,  Redeemer  of  mankind 305 

Jesus,  shall  I  never  be 492 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 05S 

Jesus,  the  all-restoring  word 3(j5 

Jesus,  the  conqu'ror,  reigns 208 

Jesus,  the  life,  the  truth,  the  way.    .    . .  423 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all .  .^ 220 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend,  to  thee 334 

Jesus,  the  truth  and  power  divine 229 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee ]52 

Jesus,  the  weary  wanderer's  rest 838 

Jesus,  the  word  bestow 087 

Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never 1 45 

Jesus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord 300 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King 375 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts 157 

Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few 307 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousne.-s 376 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 409 

Jesus,  thy  far  extended  fame 335 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly 507 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace 742 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 732 

Jesus,  we  on  the  Avords  depend 108 

Jesus,  we  thus  obey 247 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet 708 

Jesus,  w^hile  our  hearts  are 023 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 392 

Joy  to  the  world — the  Lord  is  come 59 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward 888 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 318 


Lamb  of  God,  whose  dying  love 250 

Late,  late,  so  late,  and  dark  the  ni-jlit. .  320 

Lead,  kindly  light 402 

Let  all  who  truly  bear 240 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree 141 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown 082 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 279 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  si)eak. ,     35 

Let  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong 407 

Let  me  alone  another  year 707 

Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast. . .  514 

Let  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky ]  70 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast 355 

Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind 21 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world 393 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 219 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour (JIO 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above. . . .  755 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire 7S5 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove 738 

Lo !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending. .  1(53 
Lo !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 834 


4,36  INDEX  OF  FIliST 

HYMN 

Lo  I  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land 592 

Ix)I  the  pris'ner  is  released (321 

Lol  what  an  entertaining  sight 748 

l^ng  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 311 

I>-)ng  liave  I  seemed  to  serve  thee 323 

Lx»ok,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is 13(3 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee 33 

l^)rd,dismissus  with  thy  blessing,  Bid. .  925 
Uird,  dismiss  us  with  thv blessing,  Fill. .  581 

I^rd  God,  the  Holy  Ghost 188 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blessed  are  they . .  397 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine 829 

Lord,  I  l)elieve  a  rest  remains 411 

Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go 783 

Lord,  I  care  not  for  riches 908 

Lord,  I  delight  in  thee 510 

Lord,  I  desi)air  myself  to  heal 328 

Lord,  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessings. . .  850 

Lord,  if  at  thy  command 063 

Lord,  if  tliou  thy  grace  impart 512 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear. .  793 

Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace 437 

Lord,  it  l^elongs  not  to  my  care 4i'A 

Lord  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  perfectly 857 

Lord  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 475 

I^rd  of  hosts !  to  thee  we  raise ()96 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear 217 

Jjonl  over  all,  if  thou  hast  made 0()4 

Lord,  thy  glorv  fills  the  heavens 25 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin 325 

Lord,  we  believe  to  us  and  ours 109 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 750 

I^rd,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high . ,  120 
Lord,  wliile  for  all  mankind  we  pray. .  721 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  seas  obey 730 

Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd 148 

Love  Divine,  all  loves  excelling 444 

Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb 415 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 154 

!Mary,  to  the  Saviour's  toml) 870 

^Lister,  the  tempest  is  raging 802 

Mav  I,  throughout  this  day  of  thine. . .   202 

May  the  grace  of  Christ 920 

Mercy  deseending  from  above 704 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion 745 

Mighty  God,  while  angels  bless 140 

More  fove  t^j  thee,  O  Christ 410 

Mortals,  awake,  witli  angels  join 00 

Must  I  my  l>rotiier  kecj) 499 

Must  Jesus  l)ear  the  cross  alone 542 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 728 

My  days  arc  gliding  swiftly  by 880 

My  dear  Ucdccmcr  and  my  ]>ord 79 

Mv  <lrowsv  powers,  whv  sleej)  ye  so. . .  470 

My  faith  looks  uj»  to  thee 398 

My  ( iod,  accept  mv  heart 410 

My  God,  how  endfess  is  thy  love 800 

My  (iod,  h(»w  wonderful  th(»u  art 10 

My  (Jod,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine 440 

My  God,  I  love  thee  not  because 151 


LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


My  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake 821 

My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet 790 

;Mv  God,  my  Father,  while  1 532 

My  CJod,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry 705 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love 517 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love 518 

My  God,  the  si)ring  of  all  my  joys 401 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright 895 

My  home  is  in  heaven 879 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 849 

jNIy  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou 509 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt 509 

;My  latest  sun  is  sinking 894 

My  Saviour  and  my  King 100 

My  Saviour,  how  shall  I  proclaim 100 

My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend 144 

My  sole  possession  is  thy  love 502 

IMy  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 578 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 9 

My  soul,  Avith  all  thy  wakened  powers . .  524 
My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done 504 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands 104 

Near  the  cross  was  INIary  weeping 98 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 473 

New  every  morning 792 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 109 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes 381 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme 149 

Now  from  the  altir  of  our  hearts 807 

Now  I  liave  found  the  ground  wherein . .  378 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 122 

Now  let  the  Father  and  the  Son 921 

Now  to  the  I^rd,  a  noble  song 78 

Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know , .  166 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 0 

0  blessed,  ])lessed  sounds  of  grace 770 

0  blessed  souls  are  they 379 

O  come  and  dwell  in  me 177 

O  could  I  speak  the  matchless .....  139 

0  do  not  let  the  word  de]>art 272 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  (iod 304 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 454 

O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 327 

O  for  a  heart  of  calm  repose 420 

0  for  a  lieart  to  ])raise  my  (lod 440 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues, to  sing. .....  374 

0  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 313 

O  for  the  happy  days  gone  bv 352 

0  garden  of  ( )hvet ' 87 

O  glorious  hoi)e  of  ^lerfect  love 431 

O  (iod,  most  merciful  and  true 430 

O  God,  my  God,  my  all 823 

()  (lod,  our  lu'lp  in' ages  ]>ast 583 

O  (lod,  our  strenu'tli,  to  thee  our 41 

O  God,  thou  botioiidess  abyss 32 

()  God,  what  odering  shall  1  give 439 

O  God,  who  madest  earth  and  sky 799 

O  hai>py  day, that  fixed  my  choice 827 

0  how  can  they  look  uj)  to  heaven 705 

O  how  the  love  of  God  attracts 419 


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437 


0  it  is  hard  to  work  for  God 513 

O  Jesus,  full  of  grace 373 

O  Jesus,  Light  of  all  below 140 

O  joyful  sound  of  gospel  grace 427 

O  Lord,  how  happy  should  we  be oG.') 

O  Lord,  in  mercy  spare 712 

O  Love  Divine,  how  sweet  thou  art. . . .  350 

O  Love  Divine,  that  stooped  to  share ...  82 

O  Love  Divine,  what  hast  thou  done. . .  90 

O  Master,  it  is  good  to  be 85 

0  may  thy  powerful  word 779 

0  might  my  lot  be  cast  with  these 207 

O  Mother  dear,  Jerusalem 048 

O  my  offended  God 332 

O  righteous  God,  thou  Judge  supreme . .  720 

O  sacred  Head  now  wounded 90 

O  sometimes  the  shadows  are  deep 807 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 191 

O  tell  me  no  more  of. 741 

0  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive 338 

O  that  I  could  repent;  O  that 317 

O  that  I  could  repent,  with  all 310 

O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 447 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 445 

O  the  hour  when  this  material 841 

O  think  of  the  home  over  there 905 

O  thou  eternal  Victim  slain 124 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation 389 

O  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye . .  824 

O  thou  in  whose  presence 370 

O  thou  that  wouldst  not  have 004 

O  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight 534 

O  thou  who  all  things  canst  control 471 

O  thou  who  camest  from  above 515 

O  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear. .  539 

O  thou  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne ....  358 

O  thou  whom  all  thy  saints  adore 10 

O  thou  whom  once  they  flocked  to 330 

O  thou  whose  bounty  fills  my 522 

O  thou  whose  mercy  guides  my  way. . .  523 

O  thou  whose  mercy  hears 307 

O  thou  whose  offering  on  the  tree 112 

O  'tis  delight,  without  alloy 388 

O  turn  ye,  0  turn  ye \ 274 

O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours 045 

O  what  a  taste  is  this 251 

O  what  ship  is  this 914 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 881 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 588 

O  word  of  God  incarnate 088 

O  worship  the  King  all  glorious 19 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 007 

Of  Him  who  did  salvation  bring 105 

Omnipresent  God,  whose  aid 801 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower 181 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 051 

On  the  mountain's"  top  appearing 074 

On  this  stone  now  laid  with 092 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 790 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  Go'd 452 

One  sole  baptismal  sign 193 


One  sweetly  solemn  thought 005 

One  there  is  above  all  others 75 

Only  waiting  till  the  shadows 886 

Onward,  Christian  soldiei*s 575 

Our  Father,God,who  art  in 781 

Our  few  revolving  years 709 

Our  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne 15 

Our  God  is  love;and  all .'. ; 734 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 702 

Our  Lord  is  now  rejected 904 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 121 

Our  sins  on  Christ  were  laid 92 

Our  souls  bj'  love  together  knit 754 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  cry 83 

Parent  of  good !  thy  bounteous  hand. . .  57 

Pass  me  not,  0  gentle  Saviour 852 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  needest 48 

People  of  the  living  God 749 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despaii- 155 

Praise  God,from  whom  all  blessings 919 

Praise  the  Lord !  ye  heavens 24 

Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations 077 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 724 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise. . .  13 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 774 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 709 

Prince  of  peace,  control  my 507 

Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky 040 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy. .  / 349 

Keady  for  my  earthen  bed 836 

Eedeemer  of  mankind 159 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceased 022 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 134 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern 516 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  l)ound . . .  708 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries 296 

Rest  for  the  toiling  hand 028 

Return,  0  wanderer,  return ....  293 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. , .  455 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the.  .\ . 405 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me 106 

Safely  through  another  M'eek 259 

Salvation !  O  the  joyful  sound 65 

Saviour  again,  to  tlly  dear  name 206 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing. . .  802 

Saviour,  I  now  with  shame  confess . . ..  303 

Saviour,  like  a  shepherd,  lead  us 701 

Saviour,  more  than  life  to  me 878 

Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow 736 

Saviour  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 225 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation ' 787 

Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art 700 

Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us 899 

Say  where  is  thy  refuge,  my  brother. . .  845 

See  how  great  a' flame  aspires. 679 

See  how  the  morning  sun 795 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 237 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see 700 

See  the  corn  again  in  ear 7]  4 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling 715 


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INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES  OF  HYMNS. 


Servant  of  God,  well  done,  Rest 0o5 

Servant  of  CJod,  well  done,  Tliv 082 

Shall  fcK;>lisli,  weak,  short-j^i-rhted .S? 

Shall  hvinns  of  ^'rateful  love 150 

Shall  1,'for  fear  of  feeble  man 224 

Shall  man,  O  God  of  li-ilit (ilU 

Slie  loved  her  Saviour  and 497 

Shejtherd  Divine,  our  wants  relieve 7()4 

Shepherd  of  tender  vouth (ilH) 

Shout  the  jrlad  tidintrs 135 

Sliow  ])ity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive .'>10 

Shrinking  from  the  eold  hand  of (500 

Silently  the  shades  of  evening 82(5 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time. ...  44 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  api)ear 812 

Sing  all  in  heaven  at  Jesus'  l)irth 02 

Sing,  O  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord 511 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise 711 

Sing  we  to  our  Ciod  above 1)27 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  word 208 

Sinnei>!,  the  voice  of  God  regard 297 

Sinners,  turn,  Avhy  will  ye  die 2S8 

So  let  our  lijjs  and  lives  express 490 

Softlv  fades  the  twilight 205 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 809 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 572 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant 459 

Sons  of  God,  exulting  rise 405 

Sons  of  God,  triumpliant  rise 105 

Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  liigh 1S4 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 500 

Si>eak  gently,  it  is  better  far Oil 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  ])rayer 172 

Si'irit  of  faith,  come  down 174 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord 8 

Stand  uj),  stand  u])  for  Jesus ....  580 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 192 

Still  stir  me  up  to  strive 477 

Sini  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour 822 

Sweet  hour  of  i)rayer 789 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  (Jod,  my  King. .  258 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing. . .  400 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  In-st o09 

Sweetly,  Lord,  liave  wo  heard 8(58 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  eong 725 

Take  the  name  of  Jesus  with 870 

Take  up  thy  cross,  the  Savioui- 54.S 

Talk  with  us,  I»rd,  thyself  reveal 40() 

Teach  me,  my  Ciod  and  King 528 

Ti-ach  UK!  th(;  measun;  of  my  days 584 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come ..  5!i7 

That  doleful  night  before  Lis  death 2-15 

The  chariot,  the  chariot 907 

Th(i  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 085 

Tlu;  day  is  ]»ast  and  gone; 80:} 

Th(!  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day.  . .  591 

Th(?(;od  of  Abrah'm  jiraise 17 

The  (io<l  who  reigns  on  high 18 

Th(!  head  that  (tnce  was  crowned l.'H 

Tlie  heavens  declare  tiiy  glory,  Lord. . .  080 


The  King  of  heaven  his  tiible  spreads. .  239 

The  l^rd  declares  his  will 282 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed 116 

The  Lord  my  })asture  shall 40 

The  Lord  mV  Shei)herd  is 527 

The  Lord  of 'glory  is  my  light 106 

The  Lord  of  Sal)l)ath  let  us  ])raise 255 

The  Lord,  our  Ciod,  is  clothed  with 51 

The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be 71 

-The  mist;\kes  of  my  life  have 848 

The  morning  llowers  disj)lay  their (ill 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 005 

The  nations  call!  from  sea  to  sea (509 

The  i)erfect  world  by  Adam  trod 095 

The  pity  of  the  I.ord 28 

The  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee 200 

The  praying  spirit  breathe 701 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 241 

The  saints  who  die  of  Christ  possest. . .  598 

The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear 283 

The  s|)acious  firmament  on  high 38 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word 173 

The  Sun  of  riijhteousness  appeai-s 115 

The  tiling  my  God  doth  liate 417 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries 27(5 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  l^ord 11 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name 585 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my 474 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who 030 

There  is  a  founUiin  filled  with  blood. . .  107 

There  is  a  gate  that  stiinds  ajar 853 

There  is  a  land  immortid (553 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath (i30 

There  is  a  land  of  pure\lelight (550 

There  is  an  eye  that  never  sleei>s 758 

There  is  an  hour  of  ])eaceful  rest (535 

There  is  no  sorrow.  Lord,  too  light 780 

There  were  ninety  and  nine  that 844 

There's  a  land  that  is  fairer 896 

There's  a  wideuess  in  God's  mercy 27 

These  mortal  j<iys,  how  soon  they  fade. .  503 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of 784 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Ix)rd,  we  love. .  2(>4 

Think  gentlv  of  the  erring  one 912 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made...  201 

This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore 23 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave (520 

Thou  art  the  way  ;  to  thee  alone 81 

Thou  great  mysterious  (Jod  unknown. .  357 

Thou  hidden  love  of  (iod,  whose 520 

Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose. . . .  158 

Thou  Judge  of  (|uick  and  dead 719 

Thou  Lamb  of  (Jod,  thou  Prince  of 5(58 

Thou  Lord  hast  blessed  my  going  out. .  808 

Thou  my  everlasting  ]»ortion 872 

Thou  Kefug(^  of  my  soul 5.')3 

Thou  K.ei'st  my  feehleness 483 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine 500 

Thou  Son  of  (tod^  whose  flaming  eye. . .  302 

Thou  whose  almighty  word 070 

Though  troubles  assail.  And  dangers. . .  501 


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430 


Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of . . . .  550 

Through  all  the  lofty  sky 723 

Through  sorrow's  night  and GOG 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on 804 

Thus  Lydia  sanctified  her  house 2:58 

Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love 46 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord G08 

Thy  presence,  gracious  Lord 453 

Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord 530 

Thv  wav,  O  Lord,  is  in  the  sea 45 

'Tis  a  tiling  I  long  to  know 3G2 

'Tis  finished,  the  Messiah  dies 103 

'Tis  midnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow 110 

'Tis  my  happiness  below 535 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give 893 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holv  Ghost 922 

To  God  the  Father,  God 'the  Son 020 

To  God,  the  Father,  Son 024 

To  God,  the  only  wise 1G2 

To  God  your  every  want 703 

To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born (34 

To  us  a  Child  of  royal  birth 70 

To  us  this  day  a  Child  is  given G7 

Together  let  us  sweetly  live 885 

To-morroAV,  Lord,  is  thine 299 

Try  us,  0  God,  and  search  the  ground . .  750 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 612 

Up  to  the  bountiful  giver  of  life 890 

Uphold  me.  Saviour,  or  I  fall 481 

Urge  on  your  rapid  course 211 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 391 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits 284 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 842 

Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will 560 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 678 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 226 

We  by  his  Spirit  prove 383 

We  know,  by  faith  we  know 636 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee 794 

AVe  praise  thee,  O  God 869 

We  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever 003 

We  speak  of  the  land  of  the  blest 882 

We  tliank  thee,  Lord  of  heaven  and . . .  726 

Weary  souls  that  wander  wide 285 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 260 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 253 

AVe're  traveling  home  to  heaven 883 

What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus 874 

What  are  these  arrayed  in  white 641 

What  could  your  Redeemer  do 286 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 76 

What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty 130 

What  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope 422 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price 303 

AVhat  shall  I  do,  my  God 390 

What  sinners  value,  I  resign 638 

What  though  the  arm  of  conquering. . .  625 

What  various  hind'rances  we  meet 7(56 

What  wondrous  love  is  this 871 


When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  (u)(\ S32 

AVhen  at  this  distance,  Jxm\,  we  trace. .     SG 

AViien  blooming  youth  is  snatched 609 

AVhen  Christ  doth  in  my  heart 414 

AVlien,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it 337 

AVhen  I  can  read  my  title  clear 571 

AVhen  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross. ...  102 

AVhen  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved 559 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 488 

AVhen  marshaled  on  the  nightly 69 

AVhen  musing  sorrow  we(^])S  the  past. .  538 

AVhen,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 443 

AVhen  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 104 

AVhen  rising  from  the  bed  of  death ....  326 

AVhen  shall  thy  love  constrain 329 

AVhen  shall  we  meet  again 887 

AA''hen  thou  mv  righteous  Judge 594 

AVhen  thy  mortal  life  is  fled 290 

AVhen  waves  of  trouble 536 

AVhere  high  the  heavenly  temple 773 

AVherefore  should  I  make  my  moan. . .  815 
AVherewith,  0  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near. .  321 

AVhich  of  the  petty  kings 577 

AA^hile  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie 341 

AA^hile  in  the  agonies  of  death 95 

AA^hile  life  prolongs  its  precious  light..  300 
AVhile  shepherds  watched  their  flocks . .  61 
AA^hile  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power.   .  818 

AVhile  thou,  0  my  God,  art 557 

AVhile  we  with  fear  and  hope  survey..  703 
AAliile  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun. . .  710 

AVho  but  thou,  almighty  Spirit » . , .  657 

AVlio  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 387 

AA^ho  in  the  Lord  confide » .  493 

AVhy,  dearest  Lord,  can  I  not 759 

AVhy  do  we  mourn  departing  friends..  618 

AVhy  should  our  tears , .  616 

AVhy  should  the  children  of  a  King. . .  183 
AA^liy  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die. .  601 

AA''hy  thus  impatient  to  begone ,  c  > .  565 

AVith  glorious  clouds  encompassed 340 

AA^ith  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 254 

AVith  jov  we  meditate  the  grace 123 

I  AVith  tearful  eyes  I  look « 347 

'  AVitness,  ye  men  and  angels,  now 753 

AVork,  for  the  night  is  coming 910 

AVould  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die 97 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know 119 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord. . .  114 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  hear , .  o 426 

Ye  servants  of  God 20 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord 485 

Ye  that  pass  by,  beliold  the  man . , 89 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor 278 

Yes,  my  native  land,  I  love. 917 

Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak 361 

Young  men  and  maidens,  raise 22 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 547 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded 195 

Zion,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling 135 


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